One teachers approach to preventing gender bullying in a classroom
Beautiful lessons.
Alie arrived at our 1st-grade classroom wearing a sweatshirt with a hood. I asked her to take off her hood, and she refused. I thought she was just being difficult and ignored it. After breakfast we got in line for art, and I noticed that she still had not removed her hood. When we arrived at the art room, I said: “Allie, I’m not playing. It’s time for art. The rule is no hoods or hats in school.”
She looked up with tears in her eyes and I realized there was something wrong. Her classmates went into the art room and we moved to the art storage area so her classmates wouldn’t hear our conversation. I softened my tone and asked her if she’d like to tell me what was wrong.
“My ponytail,” she cried.
“Can I see?” I asked.
She nodded and pulled down her hood. Allie’s braids had come undone overnight and there hadn’t been time to redo them in the morning, so they had to be put back in a ponytail. It was high up on the back of her head like those of many girls in our class, but I could see that to Allie it just felt wrong. With Allie’s permission, I took the elastic out and re-braided her hair so it could hang down.
“How’s that?” I asked.
She smiled. “Good,” she said and skipped off to join her friends in art.
‘Why Do You Look Like a Boy?’
I finished my NaNoWriMo project!
A Grand Thanksgiving Adventure
Tumbleweeds, Goldfish crackers, a near-death experience and a grand old crack — that was a holiday for the ages.
Five years ago, I was on the road for Thanksgiving. It was a meandering sojourn east as I returned to Kansas from my internship in Los Angeles.
Fort Sumter, South Carolina, November 2010
This is what I want my art project to be next week.
::DIY::Luxe Snow globes::
- A jar of your choice (with a lid)
- jewellery
- Anti-rust sealant for metal pieces
- Clear-drying epoxy
- Distilled water
- Dash of glycerin
- Large silver or white glitter (smaller versions will float at the top)
Steps:
- Use clear-drying epoxy to adhere your piece to the inside of the lid.
- After the epoxy dries, fill your jar with distilled or boiled water
- Add just a dash of glycerin so the “snow” falls slowly.
- Add glitter. If you don’t like the look of glitter, you can use faux snow (find@craft stores.)
- Screw your lid on tightly„,then enjoy your snowglobe
Homemade Nyan Cat costume
Hey, consider voting for my friend’s Nyan Cat costume. It’s really neat.
“Big Money” by Norwegian design studio Skrekkøgle. They made a giant 20:1 replica of a 50 cent Euro coin. They then placed the coin next to large objects and photographed them together, making the objects look like tiny toy replicas. (via)
neat
(via drugged-youth)
Look! I taught someone to do something that wasn’t grammar-related!
GOAL #10 COMPLETED.
(Finally learned how to knit! ….sort of.)
((photo by Vanessa P))
Maureen Johnson: IT'S NANOWRIMO TIME, AND AUNTIE MJ IS IN
CAN YOU BELIEVE IT? It’s November 1st, and that means it is NaNoWriMo time again! And this year I am EXTREMELY EXCITED to tell you that I am the OFFICIAL AGONY AUNT of NaNoWriMo.
I have already anticipated some questions.
1. What is NaNoWriMo?
NaNoWriMo is National Novel Writing Month.…
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178 Hunting Charleston's Spirits With Tales, Camera Flashes
Clomping through graveyards at night. Happy Halloween.
Paper, please
This week’s Let’s Get Lost column.
Get Spooked On Vacation With Ghost Tours
My story about ghost tours with tons of links.
Seriously? I always loved Scotty. He was second only to my love of Spock.
James: I got a fan letter, from a young lady. It was a suicide note. So I uh, I called her. I said, ‘Hey this is Jimmy Doohan. Scotty of Star Trek.’ I said, ‘I’m doing a con in Indianapolis. I want you to be there.’ I saw her and, I couldn’t believe what I saw. She was definitely suicidal. Somebody had to help her somehow. And obviously she wasn’t going to the right people. Anyhow I said, ‘I’m doing a convention two weeks from now in St. Louis.’ Two weeks from then and something and then she came to New York. And she was able to afford to go to these places. And this went on for two or three years. Maybe eighteen times. And all I did was talk to her, positive things. And then all of a sudden, ZIP. Nothing. I didn’t hear anything I didn’t know what was happening cause I never saved her address. Eight years later I get a letter saying, ‘I do want to thank you so much for what you did for me, because I just got my masters in electronic engineering.’ You know, to me, thats the best thing I have ever done in my life. And it brings tears to my eyes every time I even talk about the story.
TrekkiesBRB TRYING NOT TO CRY AT THE GQMF-ERY THAT IS JAMES DOOHAN <3333
(via into-the-universe)
