... we put away their treasures like the porcelain cocker spaniel they kept next to a vase with a necklace around its neck, and in which new sunflowers were placed every Saturday.
Author: Corrie's Mom
They say teacher turn over is high right now, and many teachers will leave the profession in five years or less. I will enter my seventh year as a full-time teacher, and my 12th year in education after I'd started as a sub and teacher assistant. I was the student in the 1990s you did not want in your classroom because I was diagnosed with ADHD and did not know how to socialize with other kids. I was due to be tested for autism, but this was considered an ostracizing experience for a child then, especially a girl. I am a third generation teacher and author of seventeen creative works.
Questions I Ask: A Corrie Poem with Corrie Spirit
I hear her voice call me, "Mom-mae," and I see her throw glitter in a room with Whitney Houston and balloons.
The Age of Superheroes, A Poem for my Children
... I hear a voice from the seat behind me. It sounds like the beautiful result of God's experimentation in laughter.
My Dear Son, a Poem
My son was deeply disturbed by last week's events. I wrote a poem for him. My dear Son, I wish I could believe in a wish upon a star again in the same way I wish I could make the world a better place for you because, at only ten, you know dreams slip away… Continue reading My Dear Son, a Poem
A Poem: When I Let Anger Go
Once I held anger close as a child holds a teddy bear.
When We Say “Our House”
The house, our house, is meant to be a place to heal rather than divide. It keeps the table where we should sit and discuss. Something, we dream, that should stand for ages long after our footsteps disappear from the Earth's fields.
Our Most Teachable Moments
It is an action to educate yourself about cultures different than your own in order to communicate and create a better world.
Daddy, Dance with Me
Daddy, dance with me one more time before you leave for work, and I run out to the bus stop for school. I rather stay in just my socks and stand on top of your feet. There's no party tonight with sparkling lights and my the music turned all the way up, but we can… Continue reading Daddy, Dance with Me
Three Goals for 2021
As 2021 begins, I look forward with Corrie on my mind to what I call my rehabilitation goals. Some goals are set between my husband, John, and me. Others are general.
A Corrie Poem: When We Finally Understand Hurricanes
The beach on New Year's Day. I wrote this poem on New Year's Day. While my family and I were happy to see an end to 2020, it brought a bittersweet and sad moment where I realized that it would be our first full year without Corrie. When We Finally Understand HurricanesA cliche goes:when you… Continue reading A Corrie Poem: When We Finally Understand Hurricanes
Corrie's Season 