May 2011
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“Mrs. V, I don’t get why people say the homework is hard! It’s...”
– One of my 5th graders
(It warms my heart that he has FINALLY figured out what I have been trying to tell them all year, that the answers are in the book…all you have to do is look for them!! And with 4 school days left in the year, hopefully it will serve him well in 6th grade!)
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Parents
I had a student’s mom come into my classroom and start looking for her son’s desk. I helped her find it and she told me that she was looking for a book and one of his papers for him that he had reportedly misplaced. Normally this would have shocked me, but she is a mom that has come into the classroom on multiple occasions this year to clean out her son’s desk for him.
It is...
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“Unlike blogging, where you spend time thinking carefully about what you say in...”
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The Manila Bulletin: Retention, self-expression, Tumblr
[via texturism: david-noel: staff]
(via emphasisadded)
I really like this description of Tumblr. It is what I have kinda always thought about what I do on here and what I read/enjoy/learn/see from those I follow!
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The Last Month-ish
I feel like I have been rather absent the past few weeks on both the writing and the reading front on tumblr. Between all of the stuff that has been going on, including the last month of school push, I haven’t had the time or the energy to keep up! Well I finally had the chance to catch up on the reading side, and here are the last few weeks in pictures (and some words)…
After...
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No Work, All Play!
I am not working today!! Today I took my very first ever personal day off work. And I’m not gonna lie, I feel a tad bit guilty taking a day off! But the feeling of being free and relaxing is much stronger!!
I am in Aptos (a small town in the Monterey Bay, near Santa Cruz) with my mom, dad, sister, 2 grandmas, and hubs celebrating Mother’s Day!
Here’s to the sunshine, the...
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Wednesday Confession (a day late and a dollar...
1. I cannot stand it when people misspell my name. I spell my first name LindsEy. I get LindsAy all the time. It really doesn’t bother me when they do it at Starbucks or any time when it is virtually a stranger who writes it (I actually just get really excited when they get it right without me having to spell it). What does enrage me is when it is already written on an email (or...
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