his summer we have become gardeners. My children planted
vegetables with their grandfather- tomatoes, lettuce and onions- and we are now
reaping the benefits of our labor. As we have watered, weeded, worried, and
worked for this crop, I have often marveled at the similarities between
gardening and teaching. As Papa built the garden box and we placed the seeds
and sprouts in the ground, enthusiasm ran high. The kids were so excited...
Posted by Elisabeth Tanner on 8/22/2016
A few weeks ago, I walked by my first grade daughter’s
bedroom door and heard her reading aloud to herself. What caught my attention
was that she was reading with great expression. As I stood outside her door,
listening with delight, I found myself marveling at how she was reading—full voice inflection, volume changes, even
some character voices.
Posted by Elisabeth Tanner on 8/8/2016
Art. Why does the very word conjure up scenes of mess and
mayhem in my mind? Why do I feel anxiety in the pit of my stomach every time my
children want to paint, glue or (gasp) glitter?!?
Posted by Elisabeth Tanner on 8/1/2016