A Golden Shovel

I am participating in the Chippewa River Writing Project, and the "write out" prompt for the day required that I write a "Story Only I Can Tell."

In my response I used the line "Only I can tell the story of...".as a refrain, beginning each thought.

So, I have decided to use that line in a Golden Shovel that I wrote for a different writing opportunity.

    There are stories that need to be told and the ONLY

    one who can tell them is you, or I.

    Words inside of us that would, will, CAN

    penetrate the reader's mind and soul and TELL

    of joys and pain, and heartache, and triumph...THE

    lines of the perfectly-crafted STORY

    that only you, or I, possess the words OF.

Practioner Inquiry and Reflection

Where did we come from?
We came from a place of questioning.

Our practice...
Are we doing what's best for kids?

Our effort...
Are we giving our all for every Scholar?

Our impact...
Are our methods making a difference?

Our purpose...
Are we living up to our WHY?


Where are we going?
We are headed toward understanding and revelation.

The understanding and revelation
of who we are and what we do
as educators / teachers...

We are headed toward the ability
the ability to
to identify the stories
the stories our Scholars tell.

Donnetta Norris - June 18, 2021

Summer Break So Far

My Thought

What have I done?
What have I gotten myself into?
My days should be footloose and fancy free.
Rest and relaxation should be my companions.

My Reality

Hours are being spent.
Work is being done.
Different than the norm, but
Work all the same.

Books are stacked to be read.
Calendars are filled with obligations.
A myriad of project commitments;
I might need more summer.

My Solution

Resting when I need to rest.
Reading when I want to read.
Working to meet the deadlines.
And...practicing how to say NO.

Two Dodoitsu Poems – a Japanese Poetic Form

i love the boys in my house
they keep me on all my toes
one will not keep his room clean
one makes me play fetch

summer break is upon me
time to rest and have some fun
no alarms no schedules
but PD courses


School Nurses

This poem was written for and given to my school nurse on Wednesday, May 12, 2021, for National School Nurses Day.

School Nurses are the Nurses who are the BEST.

Sickly Littles and Bigs can be a HOT MESS.

Your patience and concern are put to the TEST,

And dealing with some parents is a whole different STRESS.

You are our School Nurse,

And we must CONFESS - 

It's because of your great care

That our school is so BLESSED.

Thank you to all the School Nurses who take care of our kiddos.

Where I’m Going

I’m not sure where I’m going
For I have not been placed yet.

But wherever I’m going
I’m going FEARLESSLY; bravely with intention and purpose

I’m going with the hope
that all things work for my good

I’m going with the belief
that I can do anything I put my mind to

I’m going with the confidence
that I am competent and capable for all that comes my way

I’m not sure where I’m going
For I have not been placed yet.

But wherever I’m going
WORLD, WATCH OUT! Because, I’m going places.

Donnetta Norris January 17, 2021

Summertime Poem

I immediately thought of and began singing the song "Summertime" by DJ Jazzy Jeff and The Fresh Prince. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kr0tTbTbmVA
So, I borrow a few phrases from the song as stated in quotations.

Summertime is the time to "sit back and unwind".
"School is out."
Teachers and students are free to enjoy the "summer madness."

Summertime is the time for barbecue grills and family reunions.
"New short sets."
"Water play" and hanging out in the park until dark.

Summertime is my new "definition of love and happiness."
I cannot wait to enjoy summertime.

julie rowan-zoch

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