My husband had left for 14 days for Peru, South America. During the time he was gone, I tenaciously captured our life through photos and blog posts. My son and I didn’t do anything out of the ordinary — simply lived life. I’ve been reminded that all of this simple living adds up to big meaning.
Too often, students come with the misconception that to write, they must find a big topic. Something important. Something fantastic. This isn’t true. To write well, we must find what we know. In fact, the gift of writing is when we can take the simple stuff of our lives, marinate it in our notebooks, our conversations, our minds, and create something that finds meaning.
This is going to be a focus of mine in the upcoming school year — helping all students (kindergarten through high school) to capture life and find the big meaning inside it.