Somehow I have the Bangles' song, "Manic Monday," rattling around in my head this morning. Truth be told, I was under the weather most of the day yesterday and could use one more day at home. Alas, it's 5:17 a.m. and I need to get ready to head into work. I digress... It's time to… Continue reading It’s just another Memoir Monday, oh-uh-wo…
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Stacey’s Memoir Monday Post
Looking at Your Place - Grandpa's 80th Birthday0001 Originally uploaded by teachergal I'm teaching George Ella Lyon's "Looking at Your Place" Lesson later today. Therefore, I thought it would be nice for me to get in the mindset that the kids need to be in when they do this. I decided to try going through… Continue reading Stacey’s Memoir Monday Post
A Day of Rememberance
Yesterday I read The Man Who Walked Between the Towers to my class. They were dazzled and amazed by Petit's Walk. I briefly answered questions about September 11th, 2001 since the book does mention that the Towers no longer exist. Today, I will read Fireboat and talk about heroism. Teaching about September 11th, 2001 is… Continue reading A Day of Rememberance
Stacey’s M.M.: Childhood Things I Still Wonder About
the first page of my new idea notebook Originally uploaded by teachergal Ruth's Fierce Wonderings Post inspired me to take my M.M. Post in a completely different directions. I started a new notebook today (below) since my students decorated their Idea Notebooks and Writer's Notebooks today. Hence, I couldn't resist making the first page of… Continue reading Stacey’s M.M.: Childhood Things I Still Wonder About
Memories Anyone?
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M.M.: Newport
My first trip to Newport, RI occurred when I was seven or eight years old. It rained. The entire time. Mansion tour memories are clouded up with memories of rain. It was so rainy that my parents and I left early. Therefore, my Newport memories weren't all that great. In 2004, I visited Newport again… Continue reading M.M.: Newport
M.M. Inspriation: An Optional & Challenging Charge
Pick an entry, any entry! Originally uploaded by teachergal Find an old diary or writer's notebook. Open it to any page. Let that be the inspiration for this-coming M.M. Even if it's not what you thought you'd ever write more about, try to run with it. GOOD LUCK!
Memory Boxes
Wilfrid Gordon McDonald Partridge was published in 1985, when I was in third grade. However, my third grade teacher never read it to me, nor did my fourth or my fifth. In fact, I hadn't even heard of this Mem Fox Book until last week when my mother-in-law, a former first and third grade teacher… Continue reading Memory Boxes
Memoir Mondays: State Fair
Segway Ride at the State Fair in Alaska Originally uploaded by teachergal Five years ago I found myself at the Alaska State Fair on a crisp August day. I was taken by the large cabbages that people had been tending to for week's on end. I was captivated by the lumberjacks who could hurl axes… Continue reading Memoir Mondays: State Fair
Upcoming Inspiration for M.M.
I was this close to going to the RI State Fair this evening. However, my husband looked at me, after viewing the website and said, "I don't think I want to go." I couldn't blame him after realizing that there was some out-of-the-ordinary events. Five years ago I found myself in Alaska at the Alaska… Continue reading Upcoming Inspiration for M.M.
Stacey’s Memoir Mondays Post: Chanukkah & Old Friends
Chanukkah 1996 Originally uploaded by teachergal I threw my first of many Chanukkah Parties in my Washington Studio Apartment when I was 19 years old. I invited friends, Jewish and non-Jewish, over to enjoy some latkes, sufganyot, and music. Several of us walked down to the National Menorah, which is located near the National Christmas… Continue reading Stacey’s Memoir Mondays Post: Chanukkah & Old Friends
Stacey’s M.M. Post: Growing Up… Literally
(I'm using Ruth's "I Remember" Memoir Post from last week to help me set up my post today. I figured this would be a nice way to show how other teachers' writing can help inspire our own writing.) I remember learning that you were your tallest in the morning. I remember being measured every year… Continue reading Stacey’s M.M. Post: Growing Up… Literally

