handwritten on May 30, 2021
To the Families of 3A:
It has been one extraordinary year to say the least. Every scholar did such a fantastic job with the countless changes at the beginning of the year. From finding papers, to keeping up with their school work, to carrying incredibly heavy backpacks, they truly deserve an award (you all do) for flexibility. I think because of the circumstances, we celebrated every day in our classroom with great zest. I have never had more fun on Saint Patrick’s Day (we have a glitter-loving class), nor have I been able to create and fit in as many creative writing projects, research reports, topics of choice and socially distanced activities in a single year.
My goal for each and...
handwritten on May 29, 2021
You know...
Something beautiful about being a teacher we don't think about is the fact that we are so aware of the opening and the closing of a year. And I have to say every year when the closing comes I feel more nostalgic than the previous year. There has never been a single year of my teaching year I have not shed tears or becoime emotional at the close. Tears of happiness when you see the fifth graders pass on to their new phase of life, tears of happiness when you see just how much a single child has grown in a year and tears when you realize that despite the fact you will receive a beautiful new class next year..you will never have a class composed at that moment of those exact kiddos...
handwritten on May 22, 2021
May 21st The Fox Chapel Area School District Celebrated World Day for Cultural Diversity and Dialogue. Middle School students at DMS led the fundraiser and sold hundreds of t-shirts. Together, we peacefully wore our t-shirts as a reminder that we have much work that still needs to be done in the name of equity, kindness, diversity and inclusion. One Day we hope these principles are embedded in every public school across Pennsylvania. One Day...
handwritten on May 9, 2021
A mother's love
is the best kind
unwavering
commited
sacrifical in the
most pure way
and the acts
many of
which we take
for granted
but not today
though clouds
may be grey
the sun is found in the heart
of all
mothers
handwritten on April 11, 2021
Have you seen the snow in spring?
it flits and floats
across pavement like
pixie dust
small bunches of white cotton
or pink maybe?
filled with wonderment
but lighter
like whimsy
in the form of a noun
rather than an adjective
optimism is more tangible
this way
snowfall in spring
