Wednesday, March 5, 2014
I'm not going too far into details, just can't resist the highlights. Paco left the house early early today to get a crown on a tooth he broke. One car is in the shop, so I said all gallant like, "Ill just walk." We live about 3 miles from the hospital, but the day was above freezing--bikini weather for Brrrrrr Lake. Now, I'm just vain enough that I took some extra time today getting ready. Don't want anyone examining my ROOTS along with my colon! Neither do I want to become legendary for fuzzy legs. Needless to say my pastoral walk into town turned into alternate speed walking/jogging as I raced the clock. It seemed too early to solicit friend help, and besides my phone was dead. With a mile left and my appointment time behind me, I hailed down a car. She waved merrily and passed me by. Then I got aggressive and stepped out in front of the next truck, flailing both arms this time. And THAT is how I ended up being delivered to my colonoscopy by a Peruvian sheep rancher. Honestly.
P.S. Who knew my procedure included lunch in the cafeteria for me AND my newly-crowned designated driver! AND I got an A FREAKING PLUS on my colon!!!!!!!! Whoooo--eeeee!
Sunday, March 2, 2014
Tuesday, February 18, 2014
Sunday, February 9, 2014
I remember it like it was yesterday--the whole family gathered around our black and white TV much like we did EVERY Sunday night--Ed Sullivan!!. The Sunday roast leftovers had been made into sandwiches--toasted white bread, mustard, sliced homemade dill pickles provided the perfect sandwich crunch. We each had our own little plate--sandwiches like this are still the ultimate comfort food for me. We usually had chocolate milk as well. This particular Sunday carried with it the anticipation which had been building. The Beatles were coming!!! I was already the proud owner of a Beatles 45 record--"She Loves You" and "I Wanna Hold Your Hand". In light of the current technology, that turquoise and white square boxed hi-fi with the center spindle and round 45 record adapter unit which you had to wedge onto the spindle when you switched from 33 1/3 to 45 seems just short of cave man. But I remember listening to that record for hours and hours on my stomach in front of it watching it go around and around. My three best friends and I premiered later that winter as the Fab 4 in our weekly 5th grade talent show. I was Ringo--he was my favorite for a long time, obviously until I discovered Paul. We had wigs and lip synched. Great fun. We were a hit. Those same friends and I watched ALL the Beatles movies at the theatre on Friday night. I've been a fan for 50 years. I madly snapped photos a decade or so back of the pub in London where Linda met Paul. I reverently visited Strawberry Fields in Central Park in the 90's and painstakingly took pictures of my students, lying down heads to the center of the Imagine mosaic there. My classrooms have always sported some Beatles references--posters, biographies, bobble head dolls. Fifty years is a long long time to keep friends--especially ones you've never met and who are so very very famous at that. I looked around my fifth grade classroom the other day and determined where we would have stood during that talent show. The fact that my 50 year memories are connected to my year gives me warm feelings. So I'm just pausing to pay homage to you guys. Thanks. You're down by half. I'm so sorry about that. You had a good run, albeit brief. Rock on... You are truly in a class by yourself.
Tuesday, February 4, 2014
Let's back up a little--slow down a bit, and pause to celebrate the good times that roll by so quickly they should be given a speeding ticket! 1:44 A.M. here in Brrrrrrrrrr Lake. I've had 5 hours of good sleep already--you do the math. Sometimes our good intentions walk boldly up to us and poke us in the shoulder. "Hey Buddy!!!! Get it together!" they say as they begin to lightly manhandle us in an attempt to jar us into some kind of action. Such is the case with this blog. I had high visions of documenting my last year of teaching here--a thorough chronicle. The reality is not quite so stellar. I somewhat resemble Quick Draw McGraw chasing after the car full of his fellow cartoon characters yelling, "I'm coming Babba Louie!!!" as he races after the car. Or more aptly, a slapstick character who has just barely managed to grab hold of the car and is flying straight back, coat flapping, one hand trying to keep a hat in place. I barely keep up. Each day comes fast and furiously. Sometimes I succeed in taking care of the business of the day; more often it spills over, accumulating into a pile that I untangle on a weekend. On the homefront, we've been living in chaos--living room full of former loft contents, garage piled with yarn boxes and furniture, sewing room buried. FIVE long long months of this attic renovation...stay tuned for more of that if intimate pictures and descriptions of slow insanity are your thing.
- Our class hedgehog, Rosie, continues to delight daily. She rolls around in a large clear plastic ball, a natural part of our day.
- We're writing persuasive essays describing changes we'd like to see in our education program. Radical, subversive.
- Our biggest accomplishment seems to be our complete, utter, and glorious ability to keep healthy!!!!! Nary a sniffle--knock on wood...
- Upcoming events--snowshoeing excursion, double Dutch jump rope, juggling, talent show, Utah State University visit, an old Tarzan movie marathon etc. etc. etc.
- I'm caving into a proposal that we transform our desks into independent cardboard huts! Doesn't that sound so cool?
- We're on the brink of the Civil War. Our project will be to create a newspaper together.
- PetSmart awarded me a Gecko Grant. Two unsuccessful attempts to redeem that because of lack of habitat availability. Frustrating.
- Weekly 15 minute spelling bee tradition continues. I wonder if anyone else in the world still indulges.
I'm feeling a little better. The good intentions hit man is backing off somewhat.
Sunday, November 17, 2013
We took a fieldtrip 4 miles south of our school to our farm, but we dropped back in history four HUNDRED years! Yes, the pilgrim children DID play leap frog!
They played "Flying Dutchmen" as well (although that is a little known fact based upon the assumption that while they were in the Netherlands for a brief period they picked up on the Dutch culture. I can tell you're still not buying it. OK, YOU find me some other Separatist children games then!!)
We pulled molasses taffy as well. My astute readers will respond with, "Oh, but excuse me, Madd. Molasses taffy is an early 1800 activity!" Once again, find me some Separatist candy recipes and I'll gladly whip them up! Sheesh....
They DID dip candles. Perhaps not 3 at a time using birthday candles as a base and clothespins, but candles nevertheless. Furthermore, you find me a jollier candle dipper, and I'll eat my Squanto!
Meanwhile back at the apothecary, Mr. Hadd helps students conjure up herbal salves. Kindly ignore that pile of unsightly debris. On this particular day our attic dormer was under construction.
I have it on good authority that one student (who had his head repeatedly stepped on while on the trampoline) rubbed this calendula salve on his forehead on the resulting goose egg resulting in a miraculous healing!!
Of course, no good activity I plan outside can take place without high winds, blinding rain, and life-altering hail. This one was no exception. While some of the 50 crowded shivering and dripping on my grammy flower porch, the more sporting played football while we waited for the bus. And as the sun slowly set on this fieldtrip, we all called it a smashing success--albeit only semi-historically factual.
A hearty Miles Standish shoutout to breadmakers and mother helpers!
Sunday, November 3, 2013
In an age where it may appear even fashionable to give up blogging, I appear to have followed suit. Au contraire! I am pleading "the Fifth" or actually "the Fifth Grade"! My world has resembled Upside Downton Abbey since the end of August, but I am coming up to speed. Here's a quick recap:
- first day Smithsonian Lifesaver racing cars
- class/family cook-out
- chocolate fountain/Monster's Inc. Friday night incentive party
- knitting instruction! This warms my heart to see my boys particularly taken by it! Thanks to my knitting group, In Stitches, who furnished all the needles and yarn!
- Tom Sawyer as our first readaloud
- Class jobs and funny money monetary reward system
- weekly spelling bees in which my students absolutely REVEL! Go figure!
- Carry overs from middle school--"What's in the Hat?"; "BACON!!!--we are learning our states' capitals with this crazy game--ALWAYS a mega-hit"; "Tortuga" which is really a carry over from Mr. Munk back in the 60's; Tickets; Skippy and Prince Charming; Farkel; and Grammar Rock and of course--Happy Pants!!
- fieldtrip to Grand Teton National Park
- red and green ukuleles! Stay tuned for our part in the Christmas program!
- Go Math--common core--I'm wondering if anyone has drawn the same conclusion that I have: We throw the apple core away, right? Apples--oldest symbol we have for education...Quickest route I've seen to absolutely de-fun the system.
- Paco Minnesota-ed for a few weeks. Mugsy moped, and I limped by.
- We're in an attic renovation. I'm leaving that up to the reader's imagination, but remember that bats have inhabited that attic for a long long long time...
- I'm getting fit!