SOL Day 18: Road Trippin’

As it turns out, being on Spring Break can make you forget things. (I forgot to write a slice again yesterday.)

I spent the majority of today inside of a tiny car with three other people as we traveled to Florida. Pit stops were made for gas, sleep was shallow and inconsistent, and I didn’t get as much reading done as I hoped I would. 

The whole time, I was just wishing the ride to be over. I hate thinking this way though, because then I feel like I am wishing away an entire day. I don’t like wasting time – I never feel like I have enough time – so spending 12 hours traveling seems so wasteful to me. 

We made it safe and sound, and I’m spending a little time reading tonight, so it isn’t all a wash. For now, I’m ready  to get a good night’s sleep and enjoy my time with family tomorrow. 


SOL Day 16: Forgetfulness

Whoops. Yesterday I forgot to post. My excuse? I was thrown off of my routine. 

I still think I’m doing pretty well – when I tried to do the Slice of Life challenge last year, I stopped around day 10. So this is progress, and that’s all we can hope to ask for, right?

I am currently staying at my parents’ house for a couple of days, out of town, so I wasn’t in my normal routine of settling in at night on the couch with Scott and firing up my laptop. I’m so out of routine, that this post is even being typed on my phone. 

I think I will forgive myself for forgetting – I spent most of the day yesterday talking to my mom and reading, two of my favorite things to do when I am Home. (Side note: I finished The Girl on the Train, and if you haven’t read it, you really should.)

We forget things, sometimes, because more important things come along – and that’s ok. Sometimes I forget to take attendance or reprimand a kid for getting off topic because I am too engrossed in helping another student challenge herself with learning. 

Sometimes forgetfulness can be bad, and sometimes it can be scary. I think about my grandmother who recently died after a long struggle with dementia, which started taking over her life nearly eight years ago. In the end, she didn’t remember much, and that was difficult, especially for my mom, who still had so many questions. 

But when small things are forgotten, we forgive ourselves. We can’t dwell on what might have happened if we had remembered that one thing. Who knows, but we will never be satisfied with living a life of what ifs.

I hope that if you’ve been forgetful lately, that you forgive yourself. There is always the chance to try again – and remember for next time. 

SOL Day 14: Writing Rocks

Though my Spring Break officially started yesterday, this morning I got up at 6:30 and got ready for one last day spent with students – at the Regional Power of the Pen Tournament!

This is my first year as a coach, and today was only my second time judging a competition. I didn’t think that I would love being a coach as much as I do because it is a lot of extra work. However, spending extra time with kids who truly love writing is really a joy. They inspire me to write my own work. They have inspired me to keep writing on this blog.

I wish that there would have had a Power of the Pen team at my middle school when I was a student. It’s an intense competition, but I would have loved to feel the pressure as I tried to write a unique and compelling story in just 40 minutes – and then do it again two more times that same day.

In the competitions that I’ve judged so far,  we have gotten some really talented writers. This time, in the regional tournament, just about every story I read was good. Middle schoolers can be incredibly clever, and they can think of unique scenarios that never cease to amaze me.

At the end of the day, after all of the stories have been judged and scores tallied, there is an award ceremony. In the District Tournament, we had two students place (one 7th grader and one 8th grader), but this time, we had no one place in the top 15. We were disappointed, but we won’t know if any students move on to the State (and final) Tournament for at least a couple of weeks.

We have an incredible group of writers from Sells – and I couldn’t be happier with all of the hard work and creative stories they’ve written so far. I know that they will continue to do great things as they only improve.


SOL Day 13: Spring Break!

Spring Break is here! I have been so exhausted these past few weeks, so I am welcoming it with open arms. I already fell asleep on the couch tonight while reading, but made sure I got up so I could write my slice for the day!

Today was an odd day at school because we didn’t have regular classes and we had guest speakers all morning. Then we watched a movie after lunch. There were a few kids I was helping with work, but aside from that, I did not feel very teacher-y today. It was definitely a little weird. 

It almost feels like it’s not quite Spring Break yet though because tomorrow I have a Power of the Pen (Writing) tournament I will be coaching/judging all day. After that, I need to get in a seven mile run, so tomorrow will be pretty packed.

Tonight I am just thinking about the week, about what’s coming up, and looking forward to finally getting some rest. No more five hour nights of sleep for me this week.

SOL Day 12: Refresh

Even though I had to scrape ice off of my car this morning, today turned out to be a beautiful day.

School went pretty well – I was tired, but my students were mostly on task, and that’s a feat, considering today was our last day of regular classes before Spring Break. Only my first period class was a little crazy, but that’s to be expected.

What I was really looking forward to all day was my run after school. The weather was projected to be pretty nice – mid-fifties, partly cloudy – and I had nothing else going on this afternoon except for my run. That in itself was a fantastic feeling.

Last fall, when I was training for my first half marathon, I had a four-mile loop that I would run around my school. It’s a great path that weaves its way around my town of Dublin, Ohio. It’s been months since I’ve had the chance to run this route, and I missed it.

When I started running, I felt like I was settling in with an old friend. It felt so refreshing to know where I was going, where my feet would take me, but it all felt new again since it had been so long.

The first mile was easy (a lot of downhill), but the second mile was a little tough (more uphill and long stretches of sidewalk). I was ready to break for a walk after I rounded into mile three, but I kept pushing, focused on my breathing, and kept running. I hit a second wind, straightened my shoulders, and finished strong.

I love running when it feels like this, and I’m so glad that my run today left me feeling refreshed like I had hoped it would. I’ve been so tired of running inside on the treadmill, and being able to enjoy the first signs of Spring really brought back that familiar swell in my heart when I think of running.

I have seven weeks left until my next half marathon, and now when I feel like I am in a rut, I can remember today’s run. A little slower than I’d like, but that’s okay. I enjoyed it, and it made me feel amazing.


SOL Day 11: A Perfect Storm

I was a little nervous going into my 6th period class today because I knew that my principal would be in there to formally observe my co-teacher/intervention specialist, which means that he would also be informally observing me. So as class started, I was feeling a little off of my game.

Everything got off to fine beginning, but then I started to overthink what I was saying, making me trip over my words. Then multiple other things happened that threw me off even more.

First of all, my principal was sitting at my desk but I needed to be able to move my mouse to access the projector, so I had to awkwardly maneuver my way around him to get to the computer. I tried to act like this was no sweat, but then I started sweating – literally. I could feel my face starting to get red, and I knew at least my students could tell. 8th graders are pretty perceptive.

Then, of course, it was club picture day, which ended up causes a lot of interruptions. First, students from 5th period were coming back in to pick up their things after going to pictures during their class period, so a few of them kept coming in and out.

After that, the announcements came on to call other kids down to get their pictures taken, so I had to wait for that to end, then make sure all the kids left if they needed to. Annoying, I know, but I was dealing with it – just trying to let it roll off my shoulders.

And then, something happened that was the final straw. The photographer doing “candids” decided it was great idea to come into my room for 10 minutes and take pictures of my students – distracting them from my lesson. At this point, I was furious. I tried not to let it show, but I was so angry that someone was coming in my classroom, obviously interrupting my teaching. Instead of coming back later or trying to find another classroom where students were working independently, he stayed and continued to disrupt my class. I felt like I would have been rude to ask him to leave, even though he was making my job much more difficult. Dear photographer, I apologize if I may have glared at you during those moments.

Soon after the candid photo fiasco, my principal left, and I haven’t had a chance to talk to him about the class today. I think he will be understanding, but I hate for him to see anything other than my best. My intervention specialist  was encouraging afterward, even though he was the one getting observed – but even he could sense that I was feeling a little crazy.

It was just frustrating because obviously this 20 minute period is not indicative of my skills as a teacher, but this is what my superiors see. I hope that they realize it was not an ideal setting for a lesson. I am embarrassed that I got so worked up and let the distractions get to me.

I hope that someday I can be the kind of teacher who can roll with anything. Today, though, I was not having it.


SOL Day 10: Anticipation

I have written about stress and exhaustion, because at this time of year, those are two things teachers are feeling a lot of. I am trying to be a little more positive tonight. I have also found that I enjoy writing poetry, so here is one about the upcoming Spring Break. 


Time to step back and think

About the smaller details. 

Time to remove myself

From the fever of everyday life. 

This makes me a better teacher – 

Being able to take a break. 

Everyone is restless

At this time of year. 

The snow and ice have stayed too long;

We are ready for spring. 

I anticipate 

Long cars rides

To warm places.

I anticipate

A few days

When I can read,


A week is coming

To reflect without stress,

So I can recharge 

And be my best until June.