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.
Quilly | September 29, 2006
My Grandparents
Minnie & Jesse Weniger
My Parents
Charlie & Lois Amsden
Me
QuillDancer in training
……………….My Family
……………………………..Caryl, Harold, Charlene, Jackie
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 [...]
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 [...]
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 [...]
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 [...]
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. [...]
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 [...]
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 [...]
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 [...]
Quilly | September 22, 2006
To those of you who thought I should be wearing tennis shoes for my Two Hat Day, I was wearing 3 inch heels, a swishy black skirt and a black and white “art deco” blouse. Before the morning was half over my feet were aching. A campus big enough to house 650+ students [...]
Quilly | September 22, 2006
This morning I will start off the day as a 5th grade teacher. After about 30 minutes a substitute will enter my classroom and I will dash across campus to facilitate a kindergarten professional development class on emergent writing.
Forty minutes later I will return to my classroom for about 30 minutes. The sub [...]
Quilly | September 21, 2006
George, from my A Super Hero is Born post, wants you all to know that:
His real name is not George. Jasmine is not really named, Jasmine, and he did not sit on his hands, he put them behind his back. Other than that, the story was mostly true.
He also helped me put the bulletin [...]
Quilly | September 21, 2006
Today I am the guest poster at Bestest Blog of All-Times. Pop on over and take a peek.
Everyone is entitled to be stupid, but some abuse the privilege. ~unknown
Reading through the Stupid Criminal Files is mind-boggling. This is where you meet the less intelligent family members of Dumb and Dumber. Every true [...]
Quilly | September 20, 2006
Today my reading students were reading silently and I was engaged in a one-on-one reading conference with a young lady, when an audible, yet unintelligable ripple went through my classroom. I turned my head and saw 19 students staring up. I looked up. Black smoke billowed into our room from the air [...]
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O’Ceallaigh & The Quill
