Last week, I wrote this little post about…well, the joys of both work and pleasure and, well…just read here, because I’m fast discovering I’m inept at paraphrasing myself. I now submit to you the epilogue, a.k.a. What Really Happens When I Listen to My Own Malarkey. I’ve promise truth in blogging once or twice before, […]
Author: Island Mom
Julius Caesar During-Reading Prediction Activity
After we finish Act III of Julius Caesar, I pose the following question to my students: The play is titled Julius Caesar, so what do you think about the fact that Caesar himself has been killed off, and yet the play still has two more acts left? Sometimes, we discuss it a bit before I […]
This Week’s Sky over the Salt Marsh
Monday’s sunrise preceded a midweek afternoon fog, which cleared and left behind a lingering sunset. Then, Friday morning, amid the packing of bags and the herding of small people, I caught a trace of pink reflecting off the glass, and I opened my doors to find this. Tonight, watching the sunset, I started thinking about […]
Story Impressions for Julius Caesar
Earlier this month, I mentioned that I begin my unit on Julius Caesar with several pre-reading activities, due in part to the difficult nature of the text. Specifically, I shared a reading strategy called Phony Document and demonstrated how I use it along with excerpts from Plutarch’s biography of Julius Caesar before we begin the […]
Thoughts on the Sea #2
“The castle of Cair Paravel on its little hill towered up above them; before them were the sands, with rocks and little pools of salt water, and seaweed, and the smell of the sea and long miles of bluish-green waves breaking for ever and ever on the beach. And oh, the cry of the seagulls! […]
The Man I Love (Don’t Expect Romance Here)
A little over a week ago, I ended up in the doctor’s office, trying to eradicate a persistent sinus infection. LCB, feeling gallant, had offered to drive me despite the fact that, while sick, I was still fully capable of getting my sorry little self a few miles down the road. It was a sweet gesture, […]