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Winter Timeout | jenkotbressanelli
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March 23, 2015. The weather was a major topic of discussion in pre-k this morning. We have been busy making rainbows, listening to the birds, making mud instead of snow in the sensory table, and discussing about how the Lion of March gently turns into a Lamb. Then this crazy winter snow graced us with its presence. I’m going to build a snowman! I’m going to play in the snow! And then a little voice of reason shouted just a bit louder than the rest. I think Elsa needs a timeout! Liked by 1 person. And I k...
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Heartbeat | Dean's List
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March 5, 2015. What a strange reminder our bodies can offer us. Taking the physical aspect of heartbeat aside, this also brings me back to teaching and coaching. It is important to always know the heartbeat of the team. What makes it go quicker, what slows it down, and what prevails even in the silence of the day. Middot; March 5, 2015. Middot; March 5, 2015. Just wanted to note that your link on the SOL page didn’t work and I had to find another way to your post. Middot; March 5, 2015. You are commentin...
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Glimpse | Dean's List
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March 2, 2015. Second time around, hopefully will be smoother than the first! Middot; March 2, 2015. What a wise connection you’ve made here. What a Writer you are. Your understanding of yourself and of the students you serve comes through loud and clear. So glad you are here. Middot; March 2, 2015. Today’s weather truly was a glimpse into spring. It really is on its way! Middot; March 2, 2015. Middot; March 2, 2015. Middot; March 2, 2015. I am with you on this one! Isn’t it great? Middot; March 3, 2015.
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Blazing Book Reviews | jwhite9215
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Freeing yourself with a pen! You’ve found the right place! Here is the home of Room 18’s Blazing Book Reviews! Stay Tuned……. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out. Slices of...
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jwhite9215 | jwhite9215
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Freeing yourself with a pen! May 12, 2014. The lights flicker on and off showing darkness has cleared the room. On, off, on, off, on, off. The earth has darkened taking bad people or innocent ones to hell and heaven. Soon the earth would come to an end , said a dark voice. Soon their would be no one on earth not even me or you, so be careful where you step or you’ll whined up in heaven or on the ground. The end is near, the end is near. When he snaps his fingers the earth will come to an end, snap, snap .
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The one that got away | jwhite9215
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Freeing yourself with a pen! The one that got away. March 31, 2014. Martie Frankie was his name. He won me over instantly, I mean no one else could hold a candle to him. We were inseparable, he loved me and I loved him. He was perfect, made all for me . There was no sharing my Martie, NO Way. I can still see him, that smile, that he smiled all the time. Never a sad day, if it was he didn’t show it. Crisp white high top shoes with the matching laces, even the crisp white socks-sheer perfection. I loved th...
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All in Stride | jwhite9215
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Freeing yourself with a pen! March 29, 2014. I was a runner. Wind in your face, hair in the wind runner. Quads of steel, with springs, reaction time second to none. The race is won or lost on the blocks, and I was a winner. I had dreams, big dreams, Olympic dreams, professional dreams. I was built to run. A drunk driver had different dreams I imagine, and as such, she altered mine. She altered the path of the car I was in. The avoidance led to a stop, rather a halt, around a tree. Need for speed no longer.
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