There are so many times I've thought in the last few years, I need to write again. I need to put my ramblings, musings, and thoughts down.
The last three years my role changed from a classroom teacher to a special education teacher. With this role change, my time in certain areas decreased became focused on reading. I've been reading and working on conferring and small group instruction.
In January, I began working on writing with a few kids in an intervention group. How I missed walking though the steps of writing and ending with a true piece from the heart.
Today, as I was perusing Facebook I saw an obituary of a wonderful professor who taught me my words are important even if I don't stick to the true and tried system of writing: thesis statement, detail, detail, detail, concluding statement. He planted a seed of belief that my stories in my life were important. Once I became a teacher and began working with Donald Graves and Lucy Calkins' ideas about writing. It truly changed me as a writer. But, it all began with Jim Wilcox when he let me write from the heart. Thank you.
