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#SOL17: My Day By the Numbers


Thanks to Phyllis Sutton at “Keeping the Wonder Alive” for her “My Day By the Numbers” post yesterday that finally led me to my own version.

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My Day By the Numbers

 

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What numbers do you see in your day?



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Thank you, Betsy, Beth, Deb, Kathleen, Lanny, Lisa, Melanie, and Stacey for this weekly forum and the #SOLSC that runs from March 1 to the 31st. Check out the writers, readers and teachers here. 

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#SOL16: Observing


“Writers look closely at the world, they see and feel things intensely.”

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My gaze is outward.

My gaze is inward.

The coffee gurgles.

The wind is blowing.

The sky is beginning to brighten.

Time is fleeting; time to move.

A faint shape; a daily appearance.

My daily path.

Finally, the coffee is done. I pour a cup.

I sniff the air.

I wrap my hands around my mug and embrace the warmth.

No rain today; I embrace the crisp air.

I look again, outside my window.

I check for scents, again.

I reach for my phone, punch in the code, click on the camera.

I study the window. Did I see movement?

My morning and evening visitors.

That two-legged creature stuck inside.

What do you see when you look closely?

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Thank you, Betsy, Beth, Dana, Deb, Kathleen, Lisa, Melanie, and Stacey for this weekly forum. Check out the writers, readers and teachers here. 

Celebrate: Mother’s Day


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Happy Mother’s Day!

In this post for Mom’s birthday two years ago, I promised to write my own poem for the next special ocasion. What on earth was I thinking?  Not thinking . . . promising!  Silly me!

Research!!!

I found 30 poems here.  And some stories here.  And numerous ways/languages to say “Mother”are below.

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How will you honor your mother?

I love the idea of Mom-isms. And these online here are precious.

What is Momism?

As a kid and even during our growing up years, we receive some sound scolding from our mothers time and again. These sharp comments and directives raise our indignation and irritation and we love to dismiss them as “unnecessary criticism” or “momism”. But the fact is, we would not have mended many of our wrongdoings and grown up to be socially amiable without many of these timely utterances from our mothers. Amusingly, most of us grow up to mouth the same sayings of our mothers when we find ourselves in her shoes. This mother’s Day, let us take a look at some well known “momisms”. With little variations, these phrases have been repeated again and again by mothers around the world, irrespective of race, caste, social standing and religion. You may even find some of your own mom’s sayings here. Enjoy this article and have a great reading time.

  1. What if everyone jumped off a cliff? Would you do it, too?
  2. If I talked to my mother like you talk to me….
  3. If you can’t say something nice, don’t say anything at all.
  4. “If you see a penny pick it up, put it in your drawer and it will grow”.
  5. “Peel one potato per person, and one for the pot”.
  6. “What goes around comes around.”
  7. What’s meant to be, is meant to be.
  8. I’ve got eyes in the back of my head, that’s how!
  9. You tell that bully to cut it out or you’ll tell the teacher…
  10. You have enough dirt behind those ears to grow potatoes!
  11. Honestly… You’d lose your head if it wasn’t screwed on!
  12. Who’ll end up walking, bathing and feeding it…?
  13. Get that thing out of your mouth!
  14. You’ll understand when you have kids of your own.
  15. I hope that when you grow up, you have kids “Just Like you”!
  16. I’ve told you a thousand times not to do so.
  17. If you hurt yourself, don’t come running to me.
  18. Work hard! You were not born with a silver spoon in your mouth.
  19. Close that door! Were you born in a barn?
  20. It doesn’t matter what you accomplish, I’ll always be proud of you.

Read more at http://www.theholidayspot.com/mothersday/momism.htm#xG0BccMWZq8swTtt.99

And my wandering took me to one of my favorite all time videos that I often use to humorously talk about rate, enunciating clearly and prosody. A total of 2 minutes and 55 seconds of  Anita Renfroe’s “The Mom Song”.

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I recognize several statements in that video that I used more than once as a “mom”, “aunt” and “teacher”.  I don’t recognize as many that my mom used.  Maybe it was because there were MANY of us.  Or maybe my memory just didn’t retain those ideas!

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Dear Mom,

On this Mother’s Day Eve,

Thank you for sharing your love of books.

Because of you I’m an eclectic and voracious reader.

Thank you for sharing your love of cooking.

Because of  you I’m an intrepid experimenter in the kitchen.

Thank you for sharing your love of people – you know no strangers.

Because of you I can often find other Iowans and family members as I travel.

Thank you for never saying, “I told you so” and always being supportive.

Because of you I’ve learned that life is not always a bed of roses but pretty blooms do have some thorns.

Thank you for teaching me that doing the right thing is more important than being right.

Because of you I’ve learned that the hard times are great learning times because words and actions do matter.

Thank you for your love and attention

Because of you I’m the person that I was clearly meant to be!

Happy Mother’s Day!

Love,

Fran

 

Thank you, Ruth, for this call to celebrate.  celebrate link up

 

Spring? Winter?


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Tuesday is the day to share a “Slice of Life” with Two Writing Teachers. Check out the writers, readers and teachers here. 

 

My favorite picture from Facebook yesterday was this:

 

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Saturday –

80 degrees and sunny –

Washed the car

Ran errands

Went for a walk

Sunny, bright and cheery

Enjoyed the weather.

 

Sunday –

60 degrees and rainy –

Revised class on moodle

Set up grade book

Selected learning activities

Dreary, dark and gloomy

Sent emails

Made lists.

 

Monday –

33 degrees and snow on the ground –

Dog would not go outside

Warmed up the car

Drug out the winter coat

Found gloves

Cold, bone-chilling and windy

Sent “snowy picture” to kids.

 

Tuesday morning –

Full moon and currently 26 degrees –

Predicted high in the 40’s.

 

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Weather

Wait a day,

Wait an hour,

Wait a minute,

It WILL change!

 

What will tomorrow’s weather bring?

*

Is your spring weather unpredictable?  Warm?  Sunny?  Meeting your expectations?

 

 

Slice of Life 27: Summers


(During March, I am blogging daily as a part of the Slice of Life Story Challenge!)  Special thanks to the hosts of the Slice of Life Challenge:  StaceyTaraDanaBetsyAnna and Beth.   More Slice of Life posts can be found at  Two Writing Teachers .

 

I am building on Anna Gratz Cockerille’s post from yesterday, based on work by Ralph Fletcher at #tcrwp last summer.  (Don’t take my word for it!  Go read the post so you know exactly how to write this kind of poem!)

 

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SUMMERS

Sometimes I remember
the good old days

Walking the bean fields to remove
the cockleburs and corn

Playing baseball with the cousins
in front of the barn

Eating Muscatine melons
and celebrating the summer

Swimming lessons at the park
grocery shopping after

Bike rides around the block
some days, all the way to Riverside

I still can’t imagine
anything better than that.

What do you remember about your childhood summers?

(Check out Anna Gratz Cockerille’s post from yesterday for more information about creating this type of poem!)

 

Slice of Life 21: 6:15 on a Friday


(During March, I am blogging daily as a part of the Slice of Life Story Challenge!)  Special thanks to the hosts of the Slice of Life Challenge:  StaceyTaraDanaBetsyAnna and Beth.   More Slice of Life posts can be found at  Two Writing Teachers .

Today’s idea courtesy of Stacey under 3/20/14 “Be Inspired” with original from @MrsDay75 “8:15 on a School Day.”  

6:15 on a Friday

It’s 6:15 am
Tick, tock
Pour a cup of coffee
Tick, tock

*
Check the weather
Tick, tock
Check email
Tick, tock

*
Check my Twitter Stream.
Retweet,
Favorite,
Mention,
Check for slices.
Tick, Tock

*

Grab the carafe
Pour a second cup
Watch the news
Begin my list
Tick, tock.

*
Let the dog out
Feed and water
Check my grocery list
Tonight’s the night
to grocery shop.

*
Start the car.
Hit defrost.
Turn up the heat
Calendar says, “spring”
The day says, “cold.”
Tick, tock.
*
Rinse out coffee cup,
Fill travel mug,
Brush my teeth,
Pack up and GO,
On the road,

Off to school!

Tick, tock!

Slice of Life 20: Changing Seasons


(During March, I am blogging daily as a part of the Slice of Life Story Challenge!)  Special thanks to the hosts of the Slice of Life Challenge:  StaceyTaraDanaBetsyAnna and Beth.   More Slice of Life posts can be found at  Two Writing Teachers .

              Changing Seasons

A pumpkin

Five pumpkin pushers

A net

A court

A tournament bracket

Forty minutes on the clock.

And it’s one of the “First Four”

Where the team

Has to play its way into the NCAA Tournament.

A senior

Leading scorer

Held to two points

In the first half.

Second leading scorer

In the history of the university.

Second only to his father

Must come alive

During the second half.

Down, down,

Down the floor

Basket.

Down, down,

Down the floor

Basket.

Foul.

Missed opportunities.

Swish.

Who will win?

*

Overtime

Injury

Dayton

Dry spell

No baskets

Many fouls

Dashing hopes

Winner advances to Raleigh.

                                                                  New Day Today

But wait,

Grapplers in the wings

NCAA today in Oklahoma

Winners all ten

Ready and primed

Time to shine!

A new day!

*

Hope,

Might have beens and could have beens erased,

Begin Anew!

163 days til the gridiron opens . . . .

The sports cycle continues!

Do changing sports seasons impact your lives? Or are you more interested in SPRING?

Slice of Life 7: Exhaustion


(During March, I am blogging daily as a part of  the Slice of Life Story Challenge!)

It has been a long week.  A lot of emotional highs, lows, highs and lows all in one very, very long Tuesday (Slice of life post 5: Coming Home).  Exhaustion = “extreme tiredness; fatigue.”  Is it exhaustion or is it just low energy and the thought of all the things on my “to do” list?

A brisk one mile walk and my mind is racing.

List is made.

That first cup of coffee,

Posts read,

Post written,

Posts read.

Face book message read,

Face book message written,

Plans made.

Life organized,

Work organized,

Day is beginning . . . .

Sleep in tomorrow?

No, not tomorrow!

#EdcampIowa tomorrow!

What is your morning routine?  How do you overcome that tired, exhausted feeling at the end of the week?

Special thanks to the hosts of the Slice of Life Challenge:  StaceyTaraDanaBetsyAnna, and Beth.   More Slice of Life posts can be found at  Two Writing Teachers .

Slice of Life 4: “Change of plans”


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Home:

“Where we love is home,
Home that the feet may leave,
but not our hearts.”
― Oliver Wendell Holmes

The post that I now have to save for Day 5,  due to a “change of plan/ status update” by an “uncle,” is most representative of Oliver Wendell Holmes.  However, if my son had ruby slippers, I am sure that he would click the heels together and say, “There’s no place like home” if there was any reasonable hope to believe it would bring him home sooner!

Boots

Empty boots

Sitting by the bed.

Waiting

Waiting to be filled

By your feet.

Counting

Counting down the minutes

Til you are home, safe and sound, again.

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