i have something to tell you.
or should i say…show you?
this is what the ball monitor wrote during writer’s workshop. the athletic boy who is very quiet. now i know something else about him. he is sensitive and wants to be a writer. of all the students in the class he is not who i expected to write something so beautiful.
he brought me his composition book shyly and held it out to me.
i read it.
2 big tears nearly rolled down my cheeks, but i forced them back inside.
this is so so good. my favorite writing of the day. do you know why?
because you made me FEEL something with your words.
i tapped my heart. right here.
i don’t have any photos to match my writing today, so here are some flowers from my walk on sunday.
little by little our classroom is looking better.
today i left more lights on when i read the witches. someone cried yesterday. i told her she could bring her stuffed animal with her to school and hold it when i read. no tears today.
a good writer can take things that aren’t real and make them seem real. i tell them. isn’t that cool?
yes yes yes!!! everyone agrees.
i brought my giant ebay map of the world to school and hung it up. made small tags out of index cards to show nepal, pakistan, vietnam, the phillipines, panama, china, mexico, and the setting of the witches.
i brought my norway blurb book.
i think we need a mini cruise ship so we can sail to all the cities mentioned in the story. while we drift from port to port we can write and read and draw and make sea voyage calculations, measure wind speed, figure out why things float in salty water, write our memoirs and stories. sing songs.
it’s kinda strange having a funny teacher.