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Introduction: Hello and welcome to my blog! This is the third year I have participated in the SOLSC and also the third year for my students as well! I teach students, ages 11-14, in a multi-age classroom at The Logan School for Creative Learning in Denver, CO. This year, I am hosting students from all three middle school classes and they are participating on a volunteer basis (with a few prizes thrown in for inspiration). I'm looking forward to being part of this amazing community again!
The Back of My Hand
|Not my hand (I write bigger) but you get the idea.|
I can tell when things are getting to be TOO MUCH in my life because I start making lists on the back of my hand. I don't really believe in writing on my body but I'm known to do it when information leaves my brain as quickly as it enters and I need to remember something. Today was such an occasion.
First, I wrote the name of the person at school who will watch my daughter for a few minutes before the 7:30am conference I have tomorrow. Actually, I have conferences from 7:30-5:00 the next two days. My dad is coming down to take my daughter to his house but won't be to my school until after 8:00. So, I NEEDED to make sure Clara has somewhere to be until then.
After taking care of that during the day, I wrote "DAD" on my hand because I had to make sure he was on the same page with me on pick up times and food my daughter would eat. Then, before I had called my dad due to the whole "kinda busy teaching" thing all day, I wrote "CLARA" on my hand. I was coaching the Ultimate team after school and usually I just head home after that. But my wife, who usually picks our daughter, Clara, up when I have practice had left this morning on a business trip. I had horrible visions of just heading home and arriving to a dark house and remembering my daughter was in the Extended Care room back at school.
Thankfully, the back of my hand successfully navigated me through the day. However, I need to make sure to really scrub it tonight to get all the ink off before some parent looks at it quizzically tomorrow during conferences.