>"Love" Thursday

>Some children with autism wander. Escape. Run. El Grande doesn’t, and never has. So when this happened, it wasn’t scary — just odd. I was working on my laptop in the den when he got up to use the bathroom and didn’t come back. When I realized he’d been gone for a while, I got up to see if he had a stomach-ache or other problem. He was out of the bathroom already. He hadn’t come back to the den, he wasn’t upstairs listening to the radio, he wasn’t on the old computer in his sister’s room. I looked outside in the backyard; he wasn’t on the new backyard swing, either. Then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a tail wag. It was our neighbor’s dog. Sure enough, El Grande was there on the driveway with the dog. This is an old and mellow dog (Shades of the old Beast) who thrives on attention. When she’s outside, she’ll come to the side of the yard and make little noises for El Grande to come pet her. It’s a win-win for both; El Grande gets to develop a relationship with a friendly dog, and the dog gets attention that the neighbors (parents of an adorable toddler) don’t have enough time to give.

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>What do you get when you cross a coffee mug with a duck?

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You get a coffee mug like this!
(What, you were expecting a punch line?) This series, not quite a gallery, describes the coffee mugs in my collection. There are no plain ordinary mugs, no plain white ceramic, no basic black. The duck mug was a gift, given to go with the art work on the mantle (below). Husband bought me the piece as a gift for completing my Masters Degree project a few years ago. The day I mailed the project, after many sleepless weeks of planning and work, he presented me with the framed duckling picture as a reward for having “all my ducks in a row”. When my sister-in-law spotted the mug, she thought they would go together well. She was right. I use the mug often, and every time I think of how good it feels to have the degree finished and “all my ducks in a row.”

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>Off to school!

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You saw the “before” picture, and you saw the “during,” now here’s the “after.”

the big picture — taken from the entrance to the room

“my” corner, with my desk and the computer pod

That’s El Grande in the background helping out. He saved me a lot of time!

Science corner, with posters, new vocabulary, and kits (still in the boxes)


Classroom leveled library, also known as the Book Nook

Wow, I feel better. There is still work to do, mainly planning for the rest of the week, but the room looks a lot better. I could welcome a visiting parent now, and last week I would have panicked at the thought. Now the only panic is wondering if I’ll really have all of my lesson plans ready when the kids come in the door! Somehow, it always works out. I will work at my desk all day today (Tuesday) and welcome the families to Open House tonight. By then, I’ll have my plan book ready, and all of my art paper cut out, and the puzzles copied, and the chart paper posted, and … oh, no, I’m panicking again. Where’s the coffee?

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>Off she goes!

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The pile begins.

The pile grows…

…and grows.

Can I bring my rabbit?

Sorry, no more room. It’s either the rabbit or your shoes.

(Just kidding! The rabbit stayed home.)

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>I’ve been “tagged” by Momnos to answer a few questions on books in my life. This is harder than it looks! I read a lot, both professionally and for pleasure, and it was still difficult to come up with answers for all of these.

A book that changed my life:
When I was young, I read and re-read Little Women. I was going to be Jo March when I grew up! I liked (and still prefer) books with strong female characters, believable plots, and good writing. I read Frank McCourt’s memoir Teacher Man earlier this summer. It was excellent — right on the money.

A book I’ve read more than once:
I reread. I do. Reading a good book once isn’t enough. I read The Horse Whisperer by Nicholas Evans so many times I can recite certain scenes in my mind. The movie was okay, but the book is SO much better. Evans has a way of describing his characters through their actions that lets the reader feel like a part of the story. Every time he publishes a new one, I buy it.

A book I’d like to have on a desert island:
Since I reread most books, I have trouble picking just one. If I were marooned somewhere, I’d hope that my previous reading would do me some good. In fact, I’d stand a better chance of surviving in a wooded area, based on reading a lot of Gary Paulson (Hatchet) and Jean Craighead George (My Side of the Mountain).

A book that made me laugh out loud:
Bill Bryson’s travel books make me laugh every time. I’ve read A Walk in the Woods several times, and I laugh out loud.

A book that made me cry:
Back to children’s literature again — when I read Walk Two Moons by Sharon Creech, I needed a box of tissues by my side. Oh, my, she builds up to a surprising and amazing climax.

A book I wish I had written:
There are too many to choose from. I really enjoy good books. I wish I’d thought of Harry Potter, but honestly, J.K. Rowling does him better than I would. She just gets better with every book.

A book that never should have been written:
Rather than a book, I’ll refer to a lengthy tome that affects so many children: the Elementary and Secondary Schools Act, sometimes known incorrectly as No Child Left Behind. Frankly, this law is very poorly written and leaves a lot of children behind.

A book I’m currently reading:
Alma Mater: a college homecoming by P.E. Kluge, and The Poetry Home Repair Manual by Ted Kooser. Maybe Ted Kooser’s suggestions will help me improve on my own work! When school starts, I make a conscious effort to have pleasure reading on my bedside. It keeps things in perspective and lets me sleep peacefully at night.

A book I’m planning to read;
Nickel and Dimed by Barbara Ehrenreich. Many of my friends have read and recommended it.

Thanks for the tag, Momnos. This was a thoughtful and enjoyable post to write!

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>The Juggling Act

>I’ve described the balance of working full time and motherhood as a juggling act. I keep several “balls” or other props in the air by catching each one quicky and then tossing it carefully in order to catch it when it comes down again. When something else gets added into the act, sometimes I have to toss a ball higher than usual so that I can pay close attention to stunts with one of the others.
But really, the “balls” in motherhood and working are never the same size and weight. It’s more like juggling produce from the market. I skillfully toss a few oranges in the air, and then someone adds an apple. Then one orange goes away, and along comes a grape. Grapes are small, so they need a different technique.
Well, this juggler just got tossed a watermelon. El Grande’s braille embosser hasn’t worked properly since the lightning hit our yard last week. Related? Maybe, maybe not. Husband spent a long time on the phone with the service department, attempting to troubleshoot. The end result was this: the machine had to be shipped to a repair facility in Florida, for a repair with potential cost of $500 or more.
Splat.
Of course, the other fruits (getting ready for my first day of school, helping El Grande prepare for his first day of high school, helping La Petite pack and move to her college dorm, Husband’s workload increasing with the start of football season) still have to be juggled. Maybe it’s more like juggling flaming torches right now, because nothing can be neglected. Every single thing need attention and needs it now.
So why am I wasting time blogging? There’s laundry to be done!
I just hope I don’t drop the underwear.

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