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Pima Writers' Workshop: You're The Greatest Meg Files!

 

The Black Box Theater at Pima Community College West Campus welcomed me every morning this past weekend, as did like-minded writers at the Pima Writers’ Workshop. I would like to thank Meg Files for her years of dedication to the success of this annual event.   It was the first true writing conference I have attended. The cerebral exercises rejuvenated my creativity, and even today the desire to write, and not just the next great American novel, but to write well and get at the truth of what I have to say propels me forward.  

 

Salon Night - Starting the School Year Off Right

            Last Friday our first Salon Night for the school year 2013-2014 was held at my home in Oro Valley. Attendance was about average, twelve Teacher Consultants (TC), almost half of them from the 2014 Invitational Summer Institute. I broke with the tradition of cooking for the crowd and ordered Indian food from Flavor of India on Rancho Vistoso and First Avenue. (Way too much Indian food, we could have used more of you to help eat it all.) There was a frenzy of talking as everyone arrived.

Back to the High School Classroom

OMG!

Isn't that text-lingo for something?

Well, in my case, it's a bit of a surprise, something not unbelievable but rather, "How did I get here?" Maybe a bit of deja vu?

On two warm winter evenings last week, there I was standing before a classroom full of teenagers--real, live teenagers. High school seniors! How long has it been? I don't even want to think about that.

You're probably wondering how I got into that situation.

The Ultimate Magic

The ultimate magic in teaching didn’t happen for me until several years into my career.

Garrett, a fifth grade boy, kept a handball, rubber bands and paperclips in his pocket just in case. He never took less than ten minutes for a drink break, even though the fountain was right outside our door, because he had to patrol the hall to check on all the other classes, somberly reporting to me any child, in any room, he caught misbehaving. He had trouble reading unless he paced.