It finally feels like fall: I’m way behind in my work, the weather is cool in the morning, the leaves are falling off the tree in the front yard, and potato soup sounds good every day. Furthermore, I’m seeing a lot of pictures from Balloon Fiesta in my Facebook feed, and it makes me miss those New Mexico mornings.
I had my students do a public speaking workshop in class yesterday. It was fantastic! Two of them reported loving public speaking, two hated it, and all the rest are not crazy about it, but will do it if they have to. But they took turns working with a partner on skills like tone, fluency, posture, gestures, and eye contact.
The boys went to a birthday party over the weekend, and we had some friends over to bounce in the bounce house. Mostly it was low-key, but we did quite a bit of cooking. Patrick and I managed to drift off to the store called the Treasure Shop while the boys were at their Language Class. It was hilarious. Kind of like being in a person’s home who liked art, china, and weird contraptions from the late 1970s.
I don’t really have any deep thoughts today. I finished commenting on student drafts, and I’ve been talking to the students in this writing intensive class about process versus product. It makes me feel better to emphasize that they have to keep writing and thinking, even if it doesn’t make them feel better.
I said goodbye to my six-week friend.