A Day in the Life

Before I became a teacher, I was a stay-at-home mom. I loved staying home with my children and although we had to make sacrifices, I would n...

I gave myself permission to miss slicing today. My spring break started at 1:30 this afternoon I walked out the door with my students, and m...

Since 2017, with the exception of 2019, I have held a March slicer party. To try and make it fun and different each year, I would ask my gue...

Four years ago today, our world turned upside down. The rumors about places shutting down and events getting canceled started early in the m...

Writing about reading. I have been thinking about these words a lot lately. My relationship with them has been rocky. Definitely not a stabl...

There is a lot of talk about teacher shortages across the nation. Here in my little town in southwestern Indiana, we have had a year of jugg...

My one little word this year is "season." I spent the day helping my daughter move into my mother's house--that is another sli...

Sometimes I like to end my week with a 5-4-3-2-1 Friday reflection in my notebook. It gives me a chance to look back and count the blessings...

Have you ever done this? Have you and someone else ever looked up and pointed at something in the sky or on the ceiling that really wasn...

I am delighted to once again be joining other bloggers for Spiritual Journey Thursday. I missed February (this post is part of the reason wh...

"Oh, Mrs. Eck! You have to keep going!" These words are music to a reading teacher's ears. We have been reading whole class no...

Image by Pixaby I sit this morning in my classroom with the dim light of my computer glowing in the darkness. It's quiet, as it always i...

Don't you love when you read a slice and it sets you off onto a path of new discovery? That is what happened when I read Jill Bless'...

 Sometimes a slice is nothing more than a life equation. sinus infection + yearbook deadline > a well-written slice That's all I have...

Surely, I didn't do that!  No, I really couldn't have. Did I? Photo by jules a. on Unsplash I read a slice yesterday from Lisa Corb...

I know it is March 1st, but I can't let February go by without writing something about leap year.  In my writing group we have a monthly...