Today was one of our "Leader in Me" trips. In the past, these were called "Tigerhawk Reward" trips, trips to celebrate the good things done during school. They gave students a bit of a break and gave teachers a chance... Continue Reading →
Yup, my birthday lands on Slice of Life Day, so I have to write. #whateverdude This will be a short one because as I started writing it, it quickly became a huge vent on why my attitude has been in the... Continue Reading →
"Ok, ladies and gentlemen, we need to talk." This is how I started each class today. Not a big deal, but my goodness, we needed to talk. #shhhhhItalkyoulisten We've had this slow slide of positive behaviors and a slow rise in... Continue Reading →
Welp, we aren't challenged to write every day, but I'm still noticing things around me #wheresmydangnotebook Today, it's happiness, because I need a jolt of that right now. So, what I've noticed recently: First and foremost, the Iowa Hawkeye Women's... Continue Reading →
First, yesterday, my blog got viewed by someone from Nepal. One of the reasons I love WordPress is that I can not only see how many views something has, but where (relatively) they are from. Nepal?? Seriously?? How cool is... Continue Reading →
What the heck is a writing routine? #askingforafriend I don't have one, thus, I'm writing about it. Makes sense in my mind, but whatever. The last few slices, I've scraped by, just getting my blog and commenting done before the cut... Continue Reading →
I had this really grouchy, ugly slice ready to go. It's been a terrible day from about the start of the school day to where we are right now. However, I read an article about Iowa men's basketball (go figure)... Continue Reading →
Like I said yesterday, we are in Iowa City to watch the Iowa Women's Basketball team play two games, which is a pretty cool thing. We are also down here to drop off our daughter at Iowa. Right now, we... Continue Reading →
As I reflect on the Slice of Life, I reflect on the student part too. The last three years, I had my students, 8th graders at the time, join up and share their slices. I offer carrots from them, allowing... Continue Reading →
The Life of a Conflicted Teacher 