Today, I went geocaching with the upper school advisory groups. I am not an adviser, mind you, but my dear, sweet Spanish students asked me to go with them. Please, Señora Turnbull, won’t you come with us, they said. I’m not invited, I said. I’m not an adviser. That doesn’t matter. We’re inviting you, they [...]
Archive for March, 2007
A Good Day
Posted in Photos, School on March 28, 2007 | 4 Comments »
Doubt
Posted in School on March 28, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
There I was, blissfully on my way to becoming a good teacher. Lesson planning has become only mildly dreadful, and my students’ random questions hardly ever phase me.
Then, the phone rang. The father of one of my students had called on a Sunday afternoon to tell me that he and his wife objected to the [...]
Good Intentions
Posted in School on March 22, 2007 | 1 Comment »
I had every intention of turning in my grades and comments on time tomorrow – really, I did. But you know about the road to hell and good intentions.
It appears I left school in such a hurry to come home to my peaceful and quiet (albeit messy) house to work diligently on my comments that [...]
Here We Go Again
Posted in School on March 19, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Today it’s back to school, long working days, and generally not enough time to get it all done. I must admit that I am looking forward to my students – I do enjoy them so. We are starting a unit on Spain. I’m excited about it.
What I’m not excited about is feeling [...]
I am a creator
Posted in Reflections on March 16, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
I am a creator. Not The Creator, mind you — just “a” creator. You know, somebody who likes to make things.
This may seem like a given, but it just dawned on me recently while I was in the shower. (I often get epiphanies while I’m in the shower. There’s another entry [...]
An admiration of Spring (Break)
Posted in Garden, Photos on March 14, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Spring has arrived early this year. At least, that’s what it seems to me. But I guess that someone wiser would say that the seasons always arrive on time. The birds are singing wildly this morning. I opened the blinds to the dining room to greet them and [...]
