With a new year, in a new city, thought it might be time to tweak the blog experience.
Wednesday, November 21, 2012
Friday, November 16, 2012
Even the long-beloved
an unrecognized stranger.
the chipped lip
of a blue-glazed cup,
of a yellow curtain,
flooding and falling,
ruin your heart.
A table painted with roses.
An empty clothesline.
the found world surprises—
that is its nature.
what is said by all lovers:
"What fools we were, not to have seen."
"Meeting the Light Completely" by Jane Hirshfield, from The October Palace. © Harper Perennial, 1994.
Here's to seeing. Here's to recognizing what we're seeing. And certainly, here's to Friday and the ending of a chaotic week.
Wednesday, November 14, 2012
Tuesday, November 13, 2012
22 thrilled jr. high Mock Trial students who went to criminal court today.
One of my all-time best field trips---and this list includes a Mozart Festival to Austria. The kids were well-behaved and our hosts were magnanimous. Two judges spent quite a bit of time (one completely unscheduled) in talking to my students. The kids also got to interview two attorneys--one from defense and one on prosecution. And the court reporter explained her key pad to them and typed all of their names out, so they could see her unique alphabet.
All Ana could talk about for the past three weeks was that she hoped to bang the judge's gavel. The judge obligingly found one for all them to try out.
Trying out the cushy juror chairs.
Posing with one of the judges.
I returned to school with the same kids with whom I left; always a relief. And a big eye-roll as one of their favorite things of the entire outing was being able to peek out the windows of the 8th floor and see the convicts playing ping-pong. Honestly. Why do we even try to create lesson plans?