The daily meanderings of a teacher

Bird Droppings February 11, 2024All of life is connected and intertwined. I went out on my back porch for breakfast this morning, and I had gone out to get a few pictures of the sunrise, but it was another morning of black and white sunrises in the cloud cover. I often turn my Merlin Bird…

Bird Droppings February 9, 2024A series of paradoxes and bewilderment I received the following in an email back a few days ago. A friend of mine sent it out, and as I read it the first time, it was humorous. However, as I pondered then, as a teacher, I read deeper into what was being…

Bird Droppings February 8, 2024Doing what you love is not work, even if you are tired at the end of the day “To love what you do and feel that it matters, how could anything be more fun?” Katharine Graham I learn something daily as I wander the internet and read books I find along…

Bird Droppings February 4, 2024Life is a journey only made difficult if there is no learning involved. My lead teacher in fourth-grade reading was out today, and I was covering and going to class earlier than usual. A little boy, I think kindergarten-aged, was walking towards me in the hallways with a tear in his…

Bird Droppings February 3, 2024I am reading a friend’s book for the sixth time. I was so tired when I laid down last night after dinner and a bit of TV. I had spent the day driving around doing errands, cooking supper, and attempting to get into my reading and writing. My youngest son is…

Bird Droppings February 1, 2024 For some people, creating a new thought and writing it down seems so difficult in a digital world, and I have been thinking about Tom Petty. “Experience is not what happens to a man; it is what a man does with what happens to him.” Aldus Huxley This has been…

Bird Droppings January 26, 2024 We have to try and care So far, for this year and the tail end of last year, all the predicted snow, sleet, and ice have never shown up; they are just cold, foggy, wet, and nasty. It has been unseasonably colder than usual, with scatterings of warm weather, but…

Bird Droppings January 15, 2024Passion: Can it be rekindled? April 4, 1968, I was a freshman at West Chester State, now University. I was not seriously politically active, and I would say naïve. I do recall the news stories, and I recall all the tension that followed. I grew up in a town where the…

Bird Droppings January 14, 2024 All in words, we find and how we use them and perhaps other’s perceptions. “The farmer channels water to his land. The fletcher whittles his arrows. And the carpenter turns his wood. So the wise direct their mind.” Dhammapada Many years ago, there was a folk song entitled, If I…

Bird Droppings January 13, 2024 Horses and Trains and learning It has been many years since I last rode on a train. I mean a serious train going more than the distance between concourses at an airport. Years ago, when I lived in the Philadelphia area, we all used mass transit to commute, go “downtown,”…