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Life in a Northern Town: Preparing for Class

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Life in a Northern Town. Sunday, January 30, 2011. I’m getting a kind of lesson plan together, something with poetry, aiming to be insightful and sensitive. Downstairs Leigh’s frustrated, trying to negotiate with the roofer who over-charged precisely when she’s feeling broke. No lie, there are at least three feet of snow on the ground, and so when I hear the robins I’m slow to react. Dozens of them in the bare trees. The birds are almost silent. When have we last seen robins in winter?

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Life in a Northern Town: 33-29

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Life in a Northern Town. Saturday, June 25, 2011. It’s the morning after the New York State Senate passed what is widely referred to as the “gay marriage bill.”. I’m hoping that we can cease referring to “gay marriage” now and simply call it “marriage.”. I’m hoping, to paraphrase Governor Cuomo, that when the term “marriage equality” is used, fewer people get hung up on the concept of marriage, in its traditional sense, and focus instead on the word “equality.”. I thought of Tyler Clementi, the.

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Life in a Northern Town: September 2010

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Life in a Northern Town. Wednesday, September 29, 2010. Late Bloomers and Caught Leaves. Nearly October, and butterflies flit around as though the autumn leaves were flowers. I’m sitting on rain-soaked wood, enjoying a balmy afternoon that feels like summer but looks like fall. Morning showers left the ground saturated with dampness and color. The rain knocked off hundreds of maple leaves, and as they dry the edges curl. The potted red impatiens has seen better days, too. I’m in love with these lat...

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Life in a Northern Town: August 2010

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Life in a Northern Town. Sunday, August 29, 2010. The Beauty of the Bowed Head. Has a ritual that charms me. Every morning she will jump onto my desk chair and then onto my desk. She positions herself next to the lamp and waits for me to come upstairs from the kitchen, where I’ve fetched my tea. I check email and read the Times. Online while having breakfast, all of which I must accomplish one-handed (alternating between mouse, teacup, keyboard, cereal spoon), because my other arm is claimed by the cat.

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Life in a Northern Town: February 2010

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Life in a Northern Town. Sunday, February 21, 2010. I Bird nests in the brambles cup chalices of snow. A scrap of blue scarf caught. The tenderness of the scrap.). When I was a kid, I thought it would be fun to walk the plank of a pirate ship. Danger was a foreign concept. Figured I’d bob in the water until the ship was out of sight, then head for shore. I’d show those pirates. Letter from my brother, age 10:. Dear Donna, How are you? I’m doing very good. It could type any way you wanted,. HE WAS BORN ON.

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Life in a Northern Town: January 2010

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Life in a Northern Town. Saturday, January 30, 2010. Three crows wick powder from the throat of a fat maple. January ground looks like a Rorschach, swatches of earth against swatches of snow. We had a bit of a thaw, a week or so with flurries and squalls but not much accumulation. It’s rare to see the ground at this time of year, but the occasional patch of green makes me happy. The green feels like a promise, an implied guarantee that winter will, eventually, end. Wood pops and shifts in the stove.

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Life in a Northern Town: January 2011

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Life in a Northern Town. Sunday, January 30, 2011. I’m getting a kind of lesson plan together, something with poetry, aiming to be insightful and sensitive. Downstairs Leigh’s frustrated, trying to negotiate with the roofer who over-charged precisely when she’s feeling broke. No lie, there are at least three feet of snow on the ground, and so when I hear the robins I’m slow to react. Dozens of them in the bare trees. The birds are almost silent. When have we last seen robins in winter? Story after story ...

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Life in a Northern Town: Sliding & Spinning

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Life in a Northern Town. Sunday, December 5, 2010. Early December brought our first significant snowfall accumulation. That phrase – “significant accumulation” – is subjective. Around here, anything less than 7 or 8 inches is usually shrugged off. We’re accustomed to regular – one might say unending – snowfall, and it’s typical that we receive at least a few inches a day when the season really gets rolling. Wind comes off the lake and can literally knock you off your feet. Even my car, a small sedan, has...

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2nd Thursday

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Reading together since 2001. We’ve Read…. The Ambitious 100th Book. Donna Jo Napoli →. May 19, 2012. David Coleman is the president of the College Board and the architect of the Common Core Standards. Diane Ravitch's blog. The answer to the question posed in the title of this blog is: I don’t know. I can’t imagine. In fact, I don’t know how one develops imagination without reading fiction. I don’t get it. First, because teachers should make that decision. This entry was posted in Uncategorized. You are c...

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Maddy, Christy, Alex | 2nd Thursday

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Reading together since 2001. We’ve Read…. Chrissy, Kerri, Mel →. Maddy, Christy, Alex. April 15, 2012. This entry was posted in Uncategorized. Chrissy, Kerri, Mel →. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:. Email (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.