It's here, folks! The weekly Day in a Sentence, brain-child of Kevin of the Meandering Mind (better known as Dogtrax), has officially arrived at the Alex Moore blog. Last week, Dogtrax held the event at the Stixy site and you can view it here. Many thanks to the man of vision and inspiration for graciously tagging me to host for a week.If you've never participated in the event, all you do is boil down your day or week into one pithy comment, rich with imagery, pulsing with your own brand of energy, and leave it in the comment section.
Although I thought about challenging everyone to a haiku as a nod to literary agent Colleen Lindsay's recent Query Haiku Event, I decided to stick with simple yet elegant. Less angst over syllables, more spark over daily life.
So, here's the challenge: infuse your sentence with a metaphor or simile that captures the essence of your day or week.
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Caught between events like a man stepping between two ships and waiting for the splash.
Like sands through the hourglass...no, like a rainbow after the storm—that's not right...like a puppy wanting his backside rubbed, I'm starting to lift my head and feel everything's alright.
Sharing a personal narrative (digital) story about my gentle great-grandmother with my students was like riding a mini-avalanche of emotions as I fondly remembered her presence in my life once again.
- Kevin
Working with 6th graders this week, as they began working on a digital storytelling project was like getting back on bike without any training wheels. It was comforting to know that I haven't forgotten what fun it is to be with kids, sharing.
Bonnie
Out-town-training plus food poisoning plus field trip equals one tired teacher.
Larry Ferlazzo
http://larryferlazzo.edublogs.org/
Although I work with adults I sometimes can't shake the feeling in meetings that I am back in Kindergarten watching one kid eating the glue, another using fingerpaint on his face, and our teacher pulling one kid to her desk by the ear.
Tossing time like pennies into a wishing well; hoping for miracles but not particularly counting on it.
Puppy sitting my cousin's dog, I felt pulled ragged, just like the pup's well-loved but shredded toy.
I had an unexpected shaggy, wet visitor into my classroom this week. The little fox terrier slipped quietly into my room as quietly as a whisper, seeking shelter from a local thunder storm.
Feeling like the little figurine at the bottom of a snow globe held by some ADHD kid with a sadistic sense of humor.
The consultant was busy, busy like a bored rottweiler puppy with a meat-flavored chew-toy.
Constantly on my toes, but surviving, with the involvement of my year 11 class in the global netgened project at http://netgened.wikispaces.com/ - a project involving staff and students from 11 countries, working with Don Tapscott, Vicki Davis and Julie Lindsay
This week was a rollercoaster ride as colleagues saw their names added or removed from California's pink-slip rosters.
Teaching seventh-graders is a maudlin soap opera, a raucous sitcom or a slog through thick mud, just
depending on the day.
Sometimes I'm struck by the sheer magnitude of talent and dedication to craft in my school community, really.
i'm 30 today - what a great point to look around and back at my life and ask myself: when the heck are you going to write a book about this madness?! : )
Losing my voice throughout the day on Tuesday taught me brevity and clarity, but only taking one day off exposed me as foolish and impatient on Thursday.
Aram K.
After a week of standardized testing, my spring break begins with the establishment of my wife's money-saving blog.
Ben
TeachEng.Us
Sailing or adrift?
Seeking cities and new worlds,
In my words and yours.
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