GIFTS

My 8.30- 9.00am, slice of my day: Hours of planningthe lesson beginsdong for attentionShrill voice calls outMany twists to unravelmy story, their modelour pencils sharpened Write in a few minutes My example, their guidea show of eagerness Heightened by choice we use our expertisePlan with delightfree choice delivers heart maps hold our collectionPlanning takes timeSets Continue reading

My 8.00 to 8.30am slice of the day is as follows. A calming three minute meditation, gentle music, laced with words invite my students into class after the bell goes. This settles them down for our morning meeting. I learned about this here at my new school as I keep adding new mindfulness routines to Continue reading

Here’s my 7.00am to 7.30 am slice of my day. Walking to my classroom, I take a detour to the school cafeteria. I have my norm, a panini lookalike with four of my daily fillings. Cucumber…check. Mild, Cheddar Cheese….check. Sliced tomatoes…check and crunchy cucumbers…check. The combo is now pressed under the hot sandwich or panini Continue reading

Here’s my 6.30am to 7.o0 am slice of the day. It’s almost time to rush out. I get my fruits and nuts in a plastic container and make sure the kitchen is tidy. My plan is to have a salad for lunch at the cafeteria, so I don’t bother taking any lunch from home. With Continue reading

Following Debbie and Kay‘s plan, my 6.00am to 6.30 am story is as follows. Clink, clink, clink… On a Monday morning I stretch my hand and try reaching for my phone. I touch my phone and catch another five minutes of sleep… till Clink …clink…clink… I hit STOP and know that at 6.05am I only have 40 minutes Continue reading

My Saturday mornings are blessings. Having a lie-in is a gift! Following Debbie and Kay‘s plan, my 5.30am to 6am story is as follows; A stretch and a thought at 5.30am about what day it is. Knowing it is a Saturday helps, as I have now boycotted my Saturday morning Bootcamp class. I made other Continue reading

Akwaaba is an Akan word from West Africa, Ghana to be precise. It literally means welcome back. Many of us look forward to the March Slice of Life writing experience, which has taken over the month of March for many years. Growing us as writers and helping make our words come alive for our readers. Continue reading

Perched here on this shelfI get to enjoy all the lessonsAnd grasp so much of thethird grade topicsIt gets quite noisy sometimesbut most of the time it is quiet,they call it “partner voices”I am grateful I am shown off hereand not tucked in a dusty cornersomewhere in room 111I look forward to the read aloudthe Continue reading

On my way back from grocery shopping, I was alarmed by a young security man’s fascination with this ‘brown’ woman. He looked my way and made a loud sigh. He walked towards me. My first thought was that he was trying to help, as I had two heavy loads I was trying to balance, whilst Continue reading

In order to find a topic to write about, I read through my recent posts. That was a bit surreal. Time does fly. I never thought December would come by so soon. I’m now back in Ghana for our Christmas reunion. It feels so good to be home for a visit. That sounds funny, but Continue reading