“No way we are turning back
“No way we are turning back” http://bit.ly/qL2Zz (via @rainnwilson @towfiq) - Great first-person narrative from Tehran.
”Bloom where you're planted.” v.2
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“No way we are turning back” http://bit.ly/qL2Zz (via @rainnwilson @towfiq) - Great first-person narrative from Tehran.
I want to read: In the Time of the Butterflies by Julia Alvarez - http://tinyurl.com/ne4962
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Summer school starts this AM, and I have copies to make…so I’m off. Have a great day!!
Ha! Maybe I AM one of those language purists, after all.
Did I mention how much I dislike Twitter’s lack of pronoun-antecedent agreement in number? “@so&so has protected THEIR updates.” Ugh.
“This I Believe” site for educators http://is.gd/11T2o As heard on NPR! #education #writing RT @tomwhitby @kdwashburn
I just wrote a little poem from a one-word prompt:
A streak in the sky
you left me hanging out to dry
gone to some resort town
while I sit here all a-frown
and wait
for fate
When @oneworddotcom posted its pithy “word up” tweet today, I clicked on it as I have so many times before. It took me to oneword.com as it always does. I clicked “Go,” and there was the prompt: STREAK.
So, as usual, I started typing.
Only, this time, instead of getting irritated and closing the page without saving after the one-minute timer ran out, I decided that no matter what came out of my twisted brain, it was going to be a keeper. :D
So I did it. I typed in my name and e-mail (which is not posted) and clicked “submit.”
Don’t get me wrong; I’m not in love with it or anything. I don’t even really know where it’s coming from. I mean, that’s not about me, and I don’t know who it is about.
But maybe it’s a something-else trying to come out. . .Who knows? Even if it’s just it and a bad it at that, it is. I may as well let it breathe a little.
Taxonomy of Socratic Questioning: Useful for classroom practitioners: http://tinyurl.com/mqgapf RT @Larryferlazzo @russeltarr
Open Letter to the Teacher Who Said “I Hate Technology.” http://bit.ly/w1Utg (via @tonnet)