A Year of Reading

Back on September 3, Laura Purdie Salas shared a poem written using a wordplay form that was the challenge Nikki Grimes offered up at Today...

a tree in our neighborhood   A t first, it goes U nnoticed. T hen it is U ndeniable. Almost like M agic, summer is gone. N o more shorts and...

AFTER APPLE PICKING by Robert Frost My long two-pointed ladder's sticking through a tree Toward heaven still, And there's a ba...

Being a Remote Learning Academy teacher is a non-stop life lesson in letting go of what's not important right now, or what's overwhe...

Anyone who knows me or reads this blog knows that I LOVED LOVED LOVED The Farmer and the Clown by Marla Frazee from the minute it was publi...

  photo via Unsplash The World Itself is Not Ponderous Feathers and giggles, monarch's first flight, petals unfurling, equinox light. Le...

Photo via Unsplash Winter Stars by Sara Teasdale I went out at night alone; The young blood flowing beyond the sea Seemed to have drenched ...

As I work with teachers across grade levels, many are thinking about how to build community and create a space that is safe and inviting for...

  image via Unsplash How to Be a Poet by Wendell Berry (to remind myself) i     Make a place to sit down.    Sit down. Be quiet.    You must...

The struggles of remote teaching and learning are real. Figuring out how to hold onto best practices with 29 students on a Zoom call is tric...