In response to an essay written by a Florida teacher, we were encouraged to write a similar piece. I will never be wealthy enough to impact governmental policy.

Today was another day of writing, reading, blogging, thinking, and reflecting. I reported on another of her books.

Sure, there are occasions when grammar is secondary, such as when writing text messages, poetry, scripts and other forms of creative writing. But, for the most part following grammatical rules is non-negotiable. It may also be a matter of life and death.

I have long been a teacher, though I it took me some time to realize I was in the job.

I am excited to be able to say I am an official fellow however, I am sad because I will miss all of the amazing people in this group. Each day my head has been flooded with a wealth of knowledge from my peers and leaders. The experience has challenged me, encouraged me and empowered me! June 29, 2010. Thank you to everyone who posted feedback on the GCTE proposal.

Writing from the heart, sharing from the heart. How fun this morning log was and we learned that Pam can sing, as well as write! We had our writing groups first thing when we first came into the classroom and we also shared pieces we had been writing with our colleagues. I shared my piece entitled.

Language is like a tree. It varies in type, depth, and extent. It changes with season, mood, and location. It requires basic necessities to thrive and grow. It can adapt with its surroundings, changing to meet needs or dying out and becoming extinct. I really enjoyed the writing activity we did today during our technology hour. I love that the writing prompt was started for us in simile style, and we were given time to f.

Y viajo de abajo hacia arriba. Buscando lo que poseo adentro. Recorro la orilla del mar. Y no sé cómo descansar. Me canso de lo que es. Busco lo nuevo y extraño.

Why I Do What I Do. The Blog at the Corner of Poe and Shakespeare. The place where the road meets the writer. July 17, 2010 by Pam. July 2, 2010 by Pam. I was at the fuel pump watching the numbers click beyond the fifty-dollar mark when the déjà vu moment hit me. I parked my Mercedes in the garage and wiped th.

I Am What I Am. None of that spinach for me! Give me a good, healthy serving of essays and my superpowers emerge! I am a TEACHER.