The daily meanderings of a teacher

A tapestry is made by interconnecting of threads Bird Droppings November 17, 2018   All through history weaving has been a critical aspect of civilization. Weaving cloth for clothes and blankets in order to survive and soon after, weaving began for art sake.   “For certain fortunate people there is something that transcends all classifications…

Bird Droppings November 11, 2019 Finding solace along the way   A few days ago, a good friend and former student from another time it seems said I could read every word in Bird Droppings today. I did not think I used too many fancy words in my writing. Although I have a bad habit…

Bird Droppings November 10, 2019 Perhaps, within ourselves is the change we need?   I have been away from my computer for a few minutes hopefully by tomorrow I will be emailing a ninety nine percent complete pre-prospectus to my committee chair. I have a feeling of accomplishment and ending my procrastination. I am not…

Bird Droppings November 8, 2019 Should children be left behind?   I am co-teaching ninth grade biology. My co-teacher was at a conference and due to a lack of substitutes I am teaching the class this week. I do not teach like most folks. I rearranged the room so I could get to every student.…

Bird Droppings November 7, 2019 I am always finding where community exists   I am sitting listening to Allman Brother’s Fillmore East on a cold Thursday morning. After a few days of sunshine and warm fall weather rain is coming in and cold. As I drove to the corner store yesterday I had several thoughts…

Bird Droppings November 6, 2019 Reconciling the importance of present, past and future   I spent the better part of yesterday avoiding my direction so intent on the moment I was missing cues to the past and future. As an empathetic human being I get caught up at times in the emotions and feedback of…

Bird Droppings November 5, 2019 It is a new day, a new start, and always day one   Feeling old today now that I am working on my seventieth first year of life and a cold front coming in, my bones are aching. I remember nearly thirteen years ago as we got closer to the…

Bird Droppings November 4, 2019 Teaching is always climbing up another rung   I had a great night sleep. I was planning on writing this morning. I have three IEP’s to do final draft, and only a few pages left to edit for my pre-prospectus for my dissertation I would like to have competed by…

Bird Droppings November 3, 2018 I still like the seagull book   As I get older and I really feel old today now seventy years and two days old. Once upon a time, that line has started so many stories in my day that perhaps it would be a good way to start today. Many…

Bird Droppings November 1, 2019 Education is turning an ugly face jug not pouring in a mold   It has been a few years since the last time I talked with and watched the late Cleater Meadors turn a jug on the potter’s wheel at Mossy Creek Arts and Crafts fair in Perry Georgia. A…