SOL #10: Haiku, Part 2

My owner comes through!

Hope the need to devour

will remain at bay.

SOL #9- A Haiku

The look of regret

As you realize life is now...

Uncomfortable

SOL#6: Zip It

"C, can you name some of Ramon's actions that tell you he is changing in the story?" I ask.

Before he has a chance to speak, N starts blurting out the answer and just as quickly I say "zip it" while pretending to physically zip my lips.  N smiles, doesn't say anything and allows C to answer.  K, the other student in the group doesn't say anything either.

A few minutes later, I ask another question. But this time it was directed at N. I wait for a minute, and am getting no response. She now is sitting there with air filled chipmunk cheeks, turning slightly red and trying not to burst out laughing.

"Are you ok? What's happening? Why aren't you talking?"

She points to me, points to her lips, stands up and starts writing on the board, "You need to....".

At this point K and C are laughing pretty hard, i'm still perplexed and N is laughing so hard she can't write.

K says, "You told her to zip her lips and now she can't talk until you unzip them."

OMG, seriously!? Now I laugh and roll my eyes, motion like i'm unzipping N's mouth and we all take a minute to finish laughing together. N answers the question and we finish our discussion.

Kids are silly. And I love every minute of it. 

A Reality Check SOL19 #1

Last night, I was talking to my husband about starting a blog for the Slice of Life challenge and how i'm stressed because I can't think of a name for it. I met with a friend earlier in the day and came up with a temporary one but wasn't feeling it. He starts tossing ideas around and within four attempts Living and Loving Literacy was born. A sense of relief came over me as this step allowed me to fully embrace the challenge and focus on my writing. I was also feeling proud because I think this name is a true reflection of my beliefs as an educator when it comes to literacy (insert eye roll as some egotistical thoughts started floating into my head). 

We head to bed shortly after but not before going through the nightly routines- turning lights off, letting the dog out and making sure all the doors are locked. I pass the bathroom (which happens to be across from my daughter's room) where my husband comes lurking out of the dark whispering a creepy "hey" and scaring the crap out of me. In my house this is a regular occurrence and had I not been distracted with said egotistical thoughts, I may have been able to see it coming. So what do I do? Jump a little and get mad. Totally logical, right?

Laughing at me he says, "Why are you mad right now?" 

"Because you know how easily scaredable I am and I could have screamed and woke up Bridget." 

"Scaredable? Ok, Living and Loving Literacy."

And we both laughed. 

Touché, Rich. Touché. 

Thanks for always being my reality check.