It starts with the whole school playing frozen tag when Oh Canada broadcasts over the intercom. The arts day presenters get introduced in the theatre room by an enthusiastic drama student. Then I head for the conference room and present, over the course of the day, to four grade 9 and 10 students, some gifted, some improv, some so bored with life that eyerolling is their only exercise. They can pretend they don’t like it but I know they did. “You can’t say you don’t know, there are no wrong or right answers,” I tell them. “You should say instead ‘I need a moment to consider your question'” . In my mind I figure I’ve given them at least one lifeskill to use in the all important job interview.
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start a book? Where do you get your ideas? Bah! It’s the flashing curser and nothing-happening moments that create the real problems in writing sometimes.
This was my final Artist in Education stint for this school year. The gifted grade 5s reside in a portable at the back far away from the school. No wonder they call it the Burrow and have renamed themselves after Harry Potter characters. This is a photo of script day because my camera battery died on our end of the session celebration. For that many parents came and enjoyed poetry and story readings as well as a few scripts acted out. Hurray for the students
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For years my husband Bob worked as an IT manager. Say what? No one ever understood what he did, especially the kids. Now he works parttime as a schoolbus driver while he pursues his passion of photography. Both are things our descendants, kids and grandkids enjoy and understand. Here’s William and The Driver, as well as William with his mom enjoying the