Many people are scared to come to Haiti.  It's not surprising; if you read what the State Department has to say about the country, you...

In the opening session on Sunday, we heard two speakers: Debbie Silver, author of Fall Down 7 Times, Get Up 8: Teaching Kids to Succeed , an...

My husband has been coming home with some odd objects lately. A wooden tray, some tools, some half-empty bags of rice. But most of all, sp...

The next session I attended was about the YA Choice Awards, which, as the name suggests, are voted on by young people.  In between the annou...

The first smaller session I went to was called "Exploring Genre Within the Reading Workshop."  You can see the description and han...

Tabatha , who is hosting the Poetry Friday roundup today, shared a poem a few weeks ago that I can't get out of my mind. I've had ...

In my IRA convention highlights post last year, I bemoaned the fact that it had taken me a week to get around to writing it. This year, it...

It's been two months since my last book review (well, except for the one-book post I published yesterday), but I have been reading.   ...

In The Four Loves , C.S. Lewis wrote, "When the two people who thus discover that they are on the same secret road are of different sex...

It's the first Monday of the summer break, and I have such a long list of things I want to do - particularly in the few weeks before we ...

I locked my classroom this afternoon and headed home.  It's summer.  That means many things, but the first thing it means is my daughter...

Tuesday was the last day with students, then Wednesday we had our eighth grade promotion. Today I have been cleaning up in my classroom and...

It was a busy day and I never got a poem posted, but plenty of other people did, so go read what they shared here .

While looking for a poem to share today, I found this one that is so very clever that I had to choose it. If you're not familiar with t...

I've been thinking about the earthquake this week, and the aftermath of it, particularly how it affected people in my life. I learned t...

I'm writing this on Thursday night because I'm heading to the beach in the morning for the Eighth Grade Retreat.  I went looking for...

April, Poetry Month, is over.  As always, it ended up being such a busy month that I didn't have time to savor all the fabulous poetry...

Today is the last day of National Poetry Month, and here is the entire Progressive Poem: P.T. BARNUM'S GREAT TRAVELING MUSEUM, MENA...

Can you believe how fast this month went?  Tomorrow is the last line of the progressive poem.  Here's today's line.

Walls are everywhere here in Haiti.  They surround people's property and are often topped with razor wire.  Something there is that does...