Day by day
near the chatter of daytime television
I rest my eyes
and cover in homemade blankets.
Clutching my pillow,
right leg exposed
with gentle breeze
and ceiling fan 'click.'
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
napster
The Sun Lot
Group 2 evaluation
Planning and Organization
Team Investment and Participation
Teaching Presence and Authority:
Incorporation of Writing
Meaningful Connection with students
Overall Grade: 90
Personal Grade: 87
Thank you all so much for your participation throughout our presentation. You guys were both great writers and great thinkers.
Wednesday, August 8, 2007
Sharon's Q's
Honestly I think there is a very simple response to these questions. Share, share, share. You could witness it through our own 4790 class. The more we started writing the more we started commenting on each others post or what they read out loud. Creative writing in the classroom produces a reflection of the writer and their life experience. Encouraging children to write and share their work builds a class of writers and thinkers.
Boyz
South Cak Warped Tour
I was maneuvering through the crowd to return to my two friends; sliding, squishing and squeezing my way through any available crevasse just to get closer. Wave after wave of people ignoring my polite "excuse me's" and "could I get through's?" to led me to receive pushes, elbows and 14 year-olds wanting me to help boost up their friend so he could live out some Avril Levine induced fantasy. "Not today good sir." Stepping on toes, trash and 'whatever that was' I reach my destination of exhausted friends and sweaty companions only to wait in what now looks like rain. This is what I came for.
What's in a name?
Brian Edward Schiller. Common, but it kind of has a flow to it. I keep a card in my wallet about this specific name. 'Brian' in bold, black letters at the top informing me I'm 'strong and sincere,' and it being of 'Celtic origin.' I'm not sure why I'm even named 'Brian,' or why exactly I carry this card. There's something so arbitrary about a name, but yet I cannot picture myself by any other. My name is me. It represents laughter. It means being laid back and always having another Brian to associate with. It's a life of being asked "Did you say 'Brian' or 'Ryan?'" and "Is that 'Brian' with an 'I?' It's hard to imagine another name with so much experience attached along with it.