Tuesday, March 3, 2015
March 3rd, Slice of Life: "A Writing Community Formed"
My slice today is more a compilation of lots of observations I've made over the last week or so as we've started the SOL journey in my pod (a nickname for a group of 100 sixth graders that share the same 4 teachers at our Middle School). Slice of Life changed how I saw life last year, and I watched it change the lives of many of the students and teachers who chose to write with me. We formed our own little group; we were the "slicers" out of our Pod, the ones that went the extra mile. It was special. It was valuable. It reminded me daily of why I do what I do.
But, this year...this year something new has happened, and I can honestly say I've never experienced it as a teacher or student.
We have over 3/4 of our pod slicing, along with 4 teachers and our interpreter. In addition, our principal, our art teacher, our literacy coach, the Junior High librarian, a high school teacher and her class, as well as 3 other classes in our school and their teachers are blogging everyday. In the midst of our separate lives, schedules, classes, and schools, we've become something more.
We've become a community. A writing community...
We talk about what we're going to blog next.
We encourage each other to keep going.
We laugh and smile over comments and compliments.
We tease each over about funny stories and get teary over the sad ones.
But most importantly, we write.
One of my fellow teachers next door is participating for the first time in Slice of Life this year. She was in my room just as the kids started writing the other day on their first slices. It was silent in the room except for the sound of concentration and computer keyboard click-clacks. She looked at me, a surprised expression on her face.
"What?" I asked, thinking something was wrong.
"I just didn't know that writing had a sound," she said after a thoughtful pause. "But it does. That's it."
"I know," I whispered back. "It's amazing, isn't it?"
She nodded. We shared the joy that comes from hearing students pour out their hearts and lives into written stories.
And so, through the sounds of keyboards, laughter, encouragement, and writing, we have formed this phenomenal group that I've come to love after just 3 days.
A real writing community. Our writing community.
Beautiful, isn't it?