Posts under ‘Ties that bind...and gag’
Soaked
I want to remember how hard
you were crying the day I left -
it surprised me.
I’d always thought of you
as so composed with your
happy go lucky nature
tinged with some jealousy,
resentment of me.
Santa’s finest
Abby’s a Dasher, a Dancer, a Prancer, and most obviously, a Vixen.
Pizzictures
“Sup? Yeah, dat’s right. Jizessica’s in the hizouse!”
When I love teaching
The school where I work so rarely affords me those shining moments when my heart swells and I know that I love teaching, but I had one on Thursday. I got to pull five of Mr. Jones’s students out and take them away to a large square table tucked away on the third floor. The students read their independent reading books for fifteen minutes and then freewrote for ten. I also freewrote, because I had just begun reading The Myth of You & Me and I originally intended to do a pair and share activity that required an even number of people.
It comes naturally
Today I emailed Sam with the following writing prompt: Tell me one random memory that you’ve found popping into your head lately. You don’t have to know why you’re remembering it, just share it.
Dog tied
I felt the need for a picture.
Texas exes
The night that the RAs had their last staff dinner for the 2005 school year, the RA on-call for the South Tower found an abandoned Siamese kitten in the halls. Well, maybe not a kitten, because it appeared to be very pregnant. The tiny, starving cat was friendly and trusting, despite being blind in one eye. Lore, the South Tower HC, told the RA on-call to call the Humane Society or Animal Rescue Center or some organization that never showed up.
I’m still Amanda from the block
Bobby: I know we live in New York City, where there are tons of famous places to eat that you can only find in New York, but…
