Roasted QuillDancer

Quilly | September 30, 2006

Stop by, Waking Ambrose, and listen to Doug’s story of the day, then tell him what a good job he did capturing my character. Apparently no one has ever told him it isn’t safe to feed my ego. Next week I’m running for sainthood.

Photo History

Quilly | September 29, 2006

My Grandparents Minnie & Jesse Weniger My Parents Charlie & Lois Amsden Me QuillDancer in training ……………….My Family ……………………………..Caryl, Harold, Charlene, Jackie

Not My Era

Quilly | September 28, 2006

I received my driver’s licence at 14 years of age. I have had only one ticket in my life — one. This is the story of that ticket: Past History: Last Thanksgiving I moved into this dump … uhm, lovely home with considerable personality. I moved on purpose. I decided I would rather have a [...]

Grading Math Tests

Quilly | September 27, 2006

Academic Integrity is stressed in our school; as is honesty. In my mind Honesty and Integrity have always been married — locked in Holy Matrimony for all time. This morning as I graded the math tests I was once again reminded that not everybody shares my point of view: Question 3a.) Is 24 a prime [...]

How Foolish of Me

Quilly | September 26, 2006

Reading Class: I have been calling students up one at a time and having each of them read to me outloud. Afterward I talk to them about their reading fluency and strategies good readers use. I met with 5 students on Thurday, 5 students on Friday, 5 students on Monday. After the first day the [...]

Consequences

Quilly | September 26, 2006

I am a wake up, get up, sort of person. Within seconds after opening my eyes I get out of bed. This morning things were a bit different. My eyes opened. I took the cat off my head, threw back the covers and … came to a screaming halt. My back muscles seriously protested doing [...]

The Week Begins ….

Quilly | September 25, 2006

Well, today is not my day for less excitement. At lunch time I got up from the table where I ate with my 5th grade teaching compatriots, walked across the teacher’s lounge carrying a large pad of chart paper, and looked back as I was leaving the room to say …whatever. It didn’t get said. [...]

Interrupted Sleep

Quilly | September 24, 2006

The weather is in the high 80′s, so all my windows are open. Last night I woke to the sound of a woman’s scream. The bedside clock glowed 12:20 a.m. I wasn’t certain if the scream was real or part of a dream. As I reached for the lamp, the scream sounded again. I decided [...]

And the Winner is …..

Quilly | September 24, 2006

Quilldancer! Yay! What did I win? Bragging rights! Today Tom’s Rhetoric featured Challenge #1 and I was the first visitor, there literally within moments of Tom’s posting, and I knew all three answers! Even if I never wim again, no one else can ever win Tom’s 1st Contest. His second contest is going up today. [...]

Flying With Wonder Barbie

Quilly | September 23, 2006

My mother, I’ve been told, loved to plant things and watch them grow. While she was still pregnant with me she planted a Bridal Veil bush along side Gram’s house. My mother did not live to see the bush, or me, grow. But grow we each did; neither of us giving much thought to the [...]

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