Scenes from the last weeks of school, random thoughts, and a paper mache bison
Louis teaching the 5th grade to do the Can Can while his friend, Nick, watches. Martin is second from left in the Can Can line.
My favorite photo of the year. Crystal (from left), Mia, Raquel, and Kris during our overnight trip to Santa Fe to study prairie dogs.
Louis on the bus. A co-teacher, Sean, who chaperoned the trip with me, watches prairie dogs from the window.
My students become birds!
A two-person bison costume the students created for our end-of-year show.
One of my favorite math students, Leo, shows how right-brain adept he is with an original monochromatic painting of a fur trapper.
My students stilt in the park.
My graduating 8th graders! Louis is in the cowboy hat, natch.
Amelia (left), Mikaele, and Tiare listen while I read the commencement address. There wasn't a dry eye in the house at the end! I may post my story here, but I wrote it to read aloud, so it's not a written piece, per se, so I am reluctant to share it. It also has many inside jokes and asides that only 'those in the know' would understand.
I would also post a picture of me, but I wore my psychedelic geometry dress - man, remember that?! I wore the crazy thing when I attended the Turkish Coffee extravaganza with Ulak four years ago! You might have a seizure if you view the photographs!
I haven't been online for roughly three-and-a-half months. Teaching school, teaching not-quite-adult humans riding hormonal waves, many of them moving from foster home to foster home, was more difficult than I ever imagined. After the graduation ceremony, all of the seventh grade parents (and I mean ALL), came up to me and begged me to teach 8th grade again next year.
What am I doing next? Writing for the local paper as usual. Traveling to Santa Cruz to attend my daughter's graduation next weekend. Writing. Writing. I have a few things up my sleeve...
I miss writing. And those 8th graders? I miss them, too. They stole a piece of my heart, they did.
