Monday, October 29, 2007
Chapter 7 Reflection
Chapter 5 Reflection
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
Chapter 3B
Monday, October 1, 2007
Chapter 4
Monday, September 24, 2007
Chapter 3
I think my son might have an easier time writing using the computer instead of pencil and paper sometimes. The process of writing and erasing over and over is very daunting to him at times. I still think there is great beauty in using paper and pen, but I wonder if I am old fashioned? I wonder if that is simply because this helps my processing and I should rethink this for my students. It is certainly something I need to consider and look at more closely........investigate, and perhaps experiment a little with.
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Chapter 2A Reflection
Monday, September 3, 2007
Chapter 10 Reflection
I went home and had a field trip around the world with my children on Google Earth and I am not sure who was more excited them or me? I think of all the incredible things that can be done with the click of the mouse. I can show them what the Eiffel Tower looks like, but somehow it makes more of an impact by flying them over the ocean and zooming in to Paris.
The idea of possibly being able to teach a lesson in my class and have another class see it, or see a great lesson another teacher does all through technology is an idea that really intrigues me. I often think that there are so many great ideas that other teachers have, but no good way to share the ideas with students. Now I see how this could be done, not only in the same school, but possibly across the ocean. Wow!!!
Saturday, August 25, 2007
Texas Canyonland
Chapter 1 Reflection
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
Summer
What a wonderful summer. We went to Northern Ireland. I got to meet the rest of my husband's family. I got to walk the same streets that he walked as a child, see the houses he grew up in and the schools where he learned. There is something wonderful about that, something quite spectacular. I have been to other places over seas but this was so different. This had such importance placed on it. I loved walking these streets. Listening to all the people talk the same as Keith. I don't just mean the accent, I mean the phrases and the gestures. There was an ease that came over him almost the moment we walked off the plane. It was as if a weight had been lifted. He chose me and America, my kids and our home. But as he entered Belfast city limits he was home and he became a person I had waited all this time to really know, and oh what a person. He became just a bit funnier, just a little happier, more, well I don't know just himself I guess. He was not a quiet man in Belfast. He spoke freely and laughed openly and I will be ever thankful of the 3 weeks we spent there!