Storytelling. Fact and fiction. One word at a time.
I woke up and did the thing I shouldn't do. I went right to my phone to look for something I was hoping for. The thing I wanted didn't happen for me. My immediate thought was 'Maybe next time.' That was a pretty optimistic shift in how I perceived the moment. Huh. My optimism hitched... Continue Reading →
Although this post is titled The Collegial Discussion, it was mostly about me listening and not discussing at all. The visitor I recently had an educational assistant in one of the most diverse classes of my day. It's full of neurodivergent children, children with cognitive complexities, and some English as an additional language students---some of... Continue Reading →
This blog post is the precursor to the two very late posts I intended to post on time. But I didn't. I am not saying any of this from a place of complacency. I always intend to write at least one post a week but sometimes life happens. This is not the first time I... Continue Reading →
I have a file on my desktop where I keep all the wonderful things people are sending in about My List, My Rules. The comments keep coming in from friends and family but also from some people I didn't know or didn't expect to have a copy of the book. I have only received good comments... Continue Reading →
**Stories that were not in My List My Rules Goal: Crochet Something Mindful this. Mindful that. I grew up watching my good Greek Ma craft her brains out. She did not paint or draw but she did everything else. She sewed. She embroidered. She rug-hooked. Remember that one? She took a stab at beading and... Continue Reading →
Mostly I never loved celebrating my birthday, but my friend Cathy talked me into it. I never acknowledged anniversaries much either---this coming from a string of flopped relationships. Who wanted to brag about a mess? Clearly not me. However, I'm in a good one now and I celebrate every year---and every day. Despite my resistance... Continue Reading →
I had a beautiful yard surrounded by mature lilac bushes that served several purposes. They gave my yard privacy from a busy street. They absorbed sounds from outside the yard and absorbed vibrations from passing trains. They looked pretty. They smelled nice. I loved the oasis that this green wall created. Then one day I... Continue Reading →
Excuses. Excuses. Excuses. I spent the last few days of the school year packing and moving and hauling and cleaning because I am being moved to a new school. I was spent. June is typically met with exhaustion, but let's add to that packing up a decade's worth of teaching tools and supplies and stuffing... Continue Reading →
Thanks to social media conversations and hilariously reflective radio DJs I have been left considering things I love when I was much younger. Man, sometimes I make myself sound so old! I'm not. I'm just experienced (wink). Things I love now that I hated when I was younger Salads. Fresh. Crispy. Delicious. A whole meal... Continue Reading →
I am very slowly evolving into a morning person. I didn't always like mornings---at all. Ins and outs I can pinpoint the moment I realized that maybe I was missing out by sleeping in. The shift in my attitude about early mornings changed in the early 2000s when I was forced to go out. I... Continue Reading →
Angie Counios 