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I am participating in the
Slice of Life Story Challenge (SOLSC).
All participants are writing about one moment, one part of their day, every day of March 2017.
Slice of Life Story Challenge (SOLSC).
All participants are writing about one moment, one part of their day, every day of March 2017.
A big thank you to Two Writing Teachers for providing this unique opportunity for
teacher-writers to share and reflect.
As I stew in my early morning confusion, I remember a preschooler's adorable and witty folktale...after week's of reading, dramatizing, and re-telling folktales together, every child has shared their own. (These will be on display tonight as well!) One preschooler recalled a family 'censure' of her older brother and wove this into her tale -
teacher-writers to share and reflect.
Searching.
I've gone around and around my house, looking for my dressy black jacket with the small floral designs on the cuffs. It would be the perfect thing to throw on this evening, for our Learning Showcase, to switch from school day casual to a more refined, professional, "Your children have worked hard so I'm styling for you" look. Where is the darn jacket? I have a small house, I have very few and small closets, where can it be? First glance at the closet reveals nothing. Slow down. I flip through the clothes hangers from the left side, then I flip from the right, I repeat, I search the floor, I search my husband's closet, I search the front hall closet with the winter coats - no reason for it to be there, but, there's no reason for it not to be in my closet, so now anyplace is possible. Did I take it on a trip and leave it somewhere? Did I take it to the cleaners and forget about it? How long ago did I last wear it? (How long ago did I last 'where' it?) Why isn't it here? What's my back up plan? No, I think I wore my red jacket to the last Learning Showcase. Actually, I'm not sure. The black dressy sweater would be nice. Here I go again, back to the closet. Searching from the left, searching from the right. What the heck? Where is my black dressy sweater? Sit. Sip your morning tea. Write a slice of life. Clear your mind of the morning fog. All will be well.
As I stew in my early morning confusion, I remember a preschooler's adorable and witty folktale...after week's of reading, dramatizing, and re-telling folktales together, every child has shared their own. (These will be on display tonight as well!) One preschooler recalled a family 'censure' of her older brother and wove this into her tale -
Adam. My Mom get angry with him because Adam says "What the heck!" A sorceress comes to Adam. She laughs at Adam. She cuts his hair off. Adam goes back home. My Mom and my Dad and Kevin and I say, "That's crazy!" And my Mom says, "What the heck!"
The End
I totally get the "where is it?" Had my own experience with that recently. Guess what? It was in my closet that I had searched three times. Hope you have a great learning showcase and look fabulous!
ReplyDeleteI did lose a jacket once by leaving it somewhere, & didn't look for it until months later. Still don't know where it ended up. I hope your jacket is found hanging "under" something else! And I bet you want to say "what the heck?" more than once. Best wishes for the Learning Showcase. I guess it's happening right now!
ReplyDeleteI lose clothing items, too, but it's because I have too many. Recently, I found a winter coat I'd forgotten about, but it was stuck in the back of a closet. I'm trying to weed out the stuff, but it's tough.
ReplyDeleteDid you find the jacket?
I love the minds of that age group. Such imagination.
ReplyDeleteHope you found your jacket. I absolutely hate when that happens and swear it has to be someone somewhere pulling a prank on me by misplacing my stuff. I mean, how can something so large and easily seen go missing?! Life's mysteries. Good luck to you.