I come from sunny days, tropical rains and walking to and fro my neighbours’ homes where daring students in our starched  purple uniforms climb mango trees after school, for a refreshing taste of tropical joy I come from a land of colorful celebrations and rhythmic afro beats where talking drums announce the reason we are Continue reading

She runs free An unhitched bird Gently leaps Towards the wind Her delicate gown floats While they sway downstream Beaming to each other, till she snatches his wing blocking the sun rays whilst they claim the beauty of the sky This is an attempt at a Golden Shovel using a stanza of Maya Angelou’s poem Continue reading

I borrowed this idea from Ethical ELA this July, Memory Threads. Thanks Jennifer Guyor Jowett. My memory from over 40 years… Mo was loud and knowledgeable, she memorised all of Julius Ceasar and recited the lines daily on our one mile walk for classes.Su, lively, friendly an extrovert gathered us all together with her many Continue reading

As I look out of the window… Sun splashes on the greensFree lightfor vegetationsending smiles andsquints for clarityIntrudingplastic bottle vasespews out sprigshanging quietlyfor its beautysignage hidesbehind the poleStepping stoneslike a streamthrough the tuffetthick afro greenwaiting for a cutspot an arm hitting hardknock, knock againstthe wooden pathThe path…zigzaginglike a puzzlestone pavesdirect you toGod knows where! Continue reading

Here’s a Nonet, I was supposed to post on Open Write led by Leilya on the title “Small Acts” yesterday, but I did not quite finish it. I wrote it to show my appreciation to my colleagues who shared their work selflessly during my first year of teaching third grade. Trails delivered to screens constantly,  Continue reading

Photo by Alice Castro: https://www.pexels.com/photo I feel like a flowerBloomingWith a delicate scentFurnishing the spaceI feel like a pastel colored flowerDecoratingShowing the worldThat anything is possibleI am that flower that shoneeveryday in March For about nine yearsReaching for that keyboardI will be that flower that staysIn the crystal cut vaseAnd pulls its neck outannouncing to Continue reading

March moved fast!The delight of writingChurning out pieces Starting with a planEnding with noneit is the writing that countsCasting away fearsPausing to pressthe publish buttonAppreciating comments from one hundred and moresharing reels of gratitudeCollecting and learningfrom all the writers and leadersbuilding this communityTo you all, I am grateful. Continue reading

The two other bedrooms had been redundant since I moved in, in August last year. Neither had I tested the shower in one and the bath in the other. I knew my Spring break was welcoming a few members of my family and the two bedrooms would be occupied. I moved here with no extra Continue reading

I have not touched work this holiday. I woke up this morning thinking about my to-do list written on the Friday before leaving school. I started off reading some of my email and noting what needs to be shared. I created a new agenda to be populated. I do this weekly, it helps remind some Continue reading

I’ve always made pancakes for my children, relatives and their friends. This week, I had my adult niece and nephew visiting, so for breakfast one morning, I quickly made them pancakes. Most people have a dish or two they cook really well. Mine is making pancakes. My sister in law asked if I measured the Continue reading