ChristinaMused

Conversations at the Dinner Table*

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I used the scrabble magnets to write Bless This House.

You can see which House my kids identify with.

I used the scrabble magnets to write Bless This House.

You can see which House my kids identify with.

Filed under Hogwarts

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But Christinamused,

If you wanted your first 16 bike miles this spring to be faster, you probably shouldn’t have raked, bagged, and hauled 25 bags of leaves beforehand.

On my way to 1200 miles for the year, as my goal.

Filed under fit teacher

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Ad Infinitum

Me:
I'm so tired! I don't want to stop for gas after such a long day. I just want to get home.
Future Me:
Don't worry about it, I'll stop in the morning.
Me:
I'm too busy marathoning Mad Men. I don't waaaannnaa make lunch for tomorrow.
Future Me:
Hey, I got this. I'll put it together in the morning. Go watch.
Me:
Today was really rough. I think I'll have chips for dinner. And chocolate. Maybe ice cream. I shouldn't, though.
Future Me:
You deserve it! Here, let me get that for you. Hey, I think there's leftover cinnamon chips from those muffins. Wanna eat them straight from the bag?
A.M. Me:
I don't have time to pack a lunch, why didn't I do it last night?? Man, I have GOT to stop eating all the time...these pants are getting snug. Dammit, I forgot I have to stop for gas. Why am I such an asshole?

Filed under I am an asshole

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Least brave of all. And only slightly more intelligent. 

Kindness counts for something, right?

Least brave of all. And only slightly more intelligent.

Kindness counts for something, right?

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Ad Infinitum

Me:
So, just to clarify, remember this online assessment link is broken, so these copies of the article are already printed out for you. Mark them up. Highlight, take notes, get them ready as sources for your essay.
1 minute ticks by.
He:
This link doesn't work.
Me:
I know, it's a bummer. Maybe the article I printed for you would work. (He returns to work.)
Minutes tick by.
She:
Miss! This link is broken!
Me:
I know. Thanks.
She:
What am I supposed to do?
Me:
I don't know if you've considered it, but you might be able to use this article instead--the one I printed and gave you a few minutes ago. (She returns to work with an Oh, right!)
Minutes pass.
He 2:
What do we do next?
Me:
Huh. It looks like you skipped this article. Why don't you go back and take notes on it before you move on.
He 2:
I can't get to it. The link was broken.
Me:
Oh, darn. Do you have the article I passed out earlier?
He 2:
Yeah.
Me:
Maybe that one would work instead.
He 2:
(blank stare)
Me:
...
He 2:
(blank stare)
Me:
...
He 2:
OH!

Filed under Education

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The joy of seeing my baby brought out from the back room when I pick her up from her spring tune-up appt elicits an almost involuntary “That’s my girl!” 

Of course, were getting freezing rain and snow tonight. But as soon as there’s a break in the weather, my baby and I are ready.

The joy of seeing my baby brought out from the back room when I pick her up from her spring tune-up appt elicits an almost involuntary “That’s my girl!”

Of course, were getting freezing rain and snow tonight. But as soon as there’s a break in the weather, my baby and I are ready.

Filed under Fit teacher

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So much of this speaks to me, and sharing it today with four different classes mostly was amazing and powerful. Heart-full. Head-full. It resonated with students in the way I hoped it would.

We will be collecting our best lines and collaborating on a tribute poem to videotape and share during the 8th grade Farewell in May. At least that is the current plan.

At the very least, not one student sat twirling his pencil or begging for a bathroom pass while we wrote today about the people and situations that have made us feel unwelcomed, unwanted, out of place…about all that we will shake off like so much dust as we finish out the last few weeks of middle school and get ready for a whole new set of challenges.

Filed under poetry speak half English and half god