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Start….and Stop

I’ve been exploring an idea for a picture book that involves General Santa Anna, of Alamo fame, and Thomas Adams, a would-be New York inventor. As the story goes, these two men met in 1870, with Santa Anna handing over a chuck of chicle, a gooey tree resin from Mexico, to Adams in hopes that the inventor could use it as a substitute for rubber. Such an invention would have made the men the two men filthy rich, and Santa Anna was planning to use his share to raise and army to overthrow the Mexican government. But the invention was not to be, and Santa Anna lost interest and left, while Adams kept at it until he had his invention – not a rubber substitute but a new, improved chewing gum.

I have tried the story several different ways, but none seem to work. After a few weeks on the project, I am officially putting all my drafts and notes into a folder and gently filing it away. A possibility for another time. A wasted two weeks? Absolutely not! This was time well-spent doing some basic research as well as shaping the information into some sort of story. That it didn’t work out, while frustrating, is a necessary tool for creating something that will be worthy of others reading.

Onward…

The Battle of Gettysburg

What do authors do when they’re not writing books? They write other things, in this case a web album about the battle of Gettysburg. I had been to the battlefield as a kid on my eighth grade class trip in 1965. Forty-five years later I returned with a more “seasoned” interest. I developed this album as a way to make a personal connection to the place and the event. Check it out and feel free to use with your classes, or to partially satisfy your curiosity about one of the Civil War’s most important battles.

Here’s the link:
https://picasaweb.google.com/areswhy/Gettysburg?authuser=0&authkey=Gv1sRgCP683KP06drCYg&feat=directlink

Happy June!

And a very happy June it is! Although rain and clouds dominate the Oregon skies, there is good in the air. My sixtieth birthday is creeping closer (the 9th) and I’m given to a bit of reflection. Having once said, “I can’t ever imagine myself being thirty years old,” in a week I’ll be double that! How curious. I am absolutely amazed at how the time has passed so quickly. I can still remember sitting in high school wishing for time to go faster, wishing for my driver’s license, wishing to go off to college, wishing for my own car. Fortunately, my wishing disease healed over time, and so I’ve chosen to make my adult life about “doing” rather than “wishing.” Oh, there’s been a lot of dreaming, but that’s what often powers the “doing.” I am grateful for the friends, family, and colleagues who continue to touch my life as the journey continues.

I’d be remiss if I didn’t mention another June happening. I’ll be retiring at the end of the month. I have been working in education since graduating college in 1973. I’ve worked as a classroom teacher in grades 2 through 8 as well as a language arts staff development specialist and grant director. I’m pleased I chose the route of education, and I leave proud of the work I’ve done.

I won’t be going far, though. I’ll continue to do consulting work with schools around writing. I’ll keep doing author visits, too. And make no mistake about it, I’ll be writing as well. All the projects I’ve put “on hold” for past ___ years, I’ll be pulling out of the files, evaluating them, and choosing to develop the ones in which I’m most interested. This will be hard. But, who said writing was supposed to be easy!

Is Your Teacher A…?

It’s fun to wonder about the many mysteries about your teacher. If you’re tired of alien, vampires, and other unbelievable possibilities, you might enjoy reading The Secret Life of Ms. Finkleman by Ben H. Winters. Starting as an inquiry project (a great idea to get kids engaged) to “solve a mystery in your own life,” seventh grader Bethesda Fielding uncovers a secret about the quiet, mousy music teacher: she used to be a rock ‘n roll singer. This discovery sets off a whole series of events that affects her class, and then the entire school. This is a fun read, with lots of humor as well as twists and turns.

What’s a mystery in your life that you would like to explore?

Pleasant Hill Writing Festival

Wow, what a great time in Pleasant Hill yesterday. Met with about 400 bright young writers. Questions filled the air, and that was good because questions form the basis for writing (and reading). Two really important questions we addressed were: “Why write?” and “What should I write about?”

When we did a lead activity, we saw that some students could write leads as good as the leads in published books. Not a big surprise given the expertise of Pleasant Hill students. When I told them about my very favorite book in the world – the dictionary, which contains all the books ever written, with the words rearranged – I saw some jaws drop, but enthusiasm crested when we did a dictionary activity to enhance their skills.

Not only did the students spend time with me during the day. They also attended workshops led by teachers and community volunteers, where they had the opportunity to learn more and become engaged with various types of writing. The afternoon was a celebration of student writing, during which they shared in small groups.

Writing Festivals: what a great way to inspire, motivate, and enhance students’ writing skills. Many thanks to Jeanne Miller, who organized the event; to the community volunteers, who shared their enthusiasm for the written word; to the teachers, who prepared their students well; to principal Devery Stoneburg, for sharing the vision of students as writers; and to the students, whose interest, curiosity, and enthusiasm made for a grand time!

Chicken Challenge!

Okay Pleasant Hill kids. You’ve heard my rant about how much I disdain the word “nonfiction.” You know my feelings about calling a word something that it is not. Don’t make me use the boy/girl example again because it won’t be pretty. So, here’s your big chance to come up with a better term than nonf…

Post your ideas right here and the judge (me!) will select a winner next Friday, May 20th. If two people enter the same word, the first one posted will be considered.

Go ahead and stick out your neck. Who knows, you might just win the chicken!

Pleasant Hill or Bust!

I’m setting my sights south this week as I prepare to work with the writers of Pleasant Hill Elementary School in…you guessed it, Pleasant Hill, Oregon. The next best thing to the act of writing is the act of talking about writing. We’ll do that, and we’ll share writing, too. And, of course, there will be some surprises as well, including an ESP demonstration. That’s Extra Sensory Perception, in case you didn’t know.

Stay tuned for the summation…

More Pockets

I was interested to see that Abraham Lincoln had Confederate money on him the night he was shot. I wonder why, and where he got it, and when. What do you think that money tells about him?

I think that the things we carry tell a lot about ourselves and who we are. Pull a few things out of your pockets. Why are you carrying them, and not other things? What do they say about you? Write it down and share with others. This is a good way to learn more about yourself and other people too.

April 15, 1865

At 7:22 a.m. on this day in 1865, President Abraham Lincoln died in a boardinghouse, across the street from Ford’s Theater, where he had been shot by John Wilkes Booth.

I was curious about what Lincoln had in his pockets the night he was shot, so I started researching. Here’s what I found out: http://www.history.com/videos/what-was-in-lincolns-pockets#what-was-in-lincolns-pockets.

What do you wonder about Abraham Lincoln?

Opening Day!

An historic day, when the first baseball game for the 2011 season takes place. Looking at the weather for east coast (snow possible), I wonder about past Opening Days and whether any were “snowed out.”  Not quite.  On Opening Day in 1907, the New York Giants faced off against the Phillies at New York City’s Polo Grounds after a heavy snowstorm. When the Giants fell behind, disgruntled fans began flinging snowballs onto the field, forcing the umpire to call a forfeit in the Phillies’ favor.