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<channel><title><![CDATA[A Word or Two... - Blog]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.christyweisiger.com/blog]]></link><description><![CDATA[Blog]]></description><pubDate>Wed, 08 Jan 2025 05:40:40 -0800</pubDate><generator>Weebly</generator><item><title><![CDATA[The Icicles Games]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.christyweisiger.com/blog/the-icicles-games]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.christyweisiger.com/blog/the-icicles-games#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Wed, 08 Jan 2025 13:05:14 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.christyweisiger.com/blog/the-icicles-games</guid><description><![CDATA[ &#8203;The IcicIe Gamesby Christy WeisigerIcicles raced&nbsp;down bare branchesin crystal sneakers.When they reachedtheir marks&nbsp;on the bark,they dropped--suspended--and held a solid chin upthrough the night.Growing light&nbsp;and building heatdepleted&nbsp;those danglingathletesuntil,&nbsp;oneby&nbsp;one,&nbsp;dripping&nbsp;with sweat,they releasedtheir gripsand plummeted&nbsp;to the snowy ground,shattering PR&rsquo;s.&#8203;Good-bye for now to shiny, dripping, falling icicles! Happy Wedne [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<span class='imgPusher' style='float:left;height:0px'></span><span style='display: table;width:156px;position:relative;float:left;max-width:100%;;clear:left;margin-top:0px;*margin-top:0px'><a><img src="https://www.christyweisiger.com/uploads/3/7/4/6/37460659/published/photo-on-8-9-21-at-8-44-am.jpg?1736341918" style="margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 10px; border-width:1px;padding:3px; max-width:100%" alt="Picture" class="galleryImageBorder wsite-image" /></a><span style="display: table-caption; caption-side: bottom; font-size: 90%; margin-top: -10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: center;" class="wsite-caption"></span></span> <div class="paragraph" style="display:block;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">&#8203;The IcicIe Games<br />by Christy Weisiger<br /><br />Icicles raced&nbsp;</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">down bare branches</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">in crystal sneakers.</span></span><br /><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">When they reached</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">their marks&nbsp;</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">on the bark,</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">they dropped--</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">suspended--</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">and held a solid chin up</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">through the night.</span></span><br /><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">Growing light&nbsp;</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">and building heat</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">depleted&nbsp;</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">those dangling</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">athletes</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">until,&nbsp;</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">one</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">by&nbsp;</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">one,&nbsp;</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">dripping&nbsp;</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">with sweat,</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">they released</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">their grips</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">and plummeted&nbsp;</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">to the snowy ground,</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">shattering PR&rsquo;s.</span></span><br /><br />&#8203;Good-bye for now to shiny, dripping, falling icicles! Happy Wednesday!</div> <hr style="width:100%;clear:both;visibility:hidden;"></hr>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[MisunderSTOOD]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.christyweisiger.com/blog/misunderstood]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.christyweisiger.com/blog/misunderstood#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Tue, 07 Jan 2025 11:56:22 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.christyweisiger.com/blog/misunderstood</guid><description><![CDATA[ &#8203;&#8203;MisunderSTOODby Christy WeisigerHello? Down here! We&rsquo;d like a word--&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;our list of gripes is long.&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;As feet, we feel we&rsquo;ve been unheard,&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;your view of us is wrong!&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;Why blame us for your lack of nerve?&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;Perhaps your HANDS are cold!&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;We&rsq [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<span class='imgPusher' style='float:left;height:0px'></span><span style='display: table;width:158px;position:relative;float:left;max-width:100%;;clear:left;margin-top:0px;*margin-top:0px'><a><img src="https://www.christyweisiger.com/uploads/3/7/4/6/37460659/published/photo-on-8-9-21-at-8-44-am.jpg?1736251291" style="margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 10px; border-width:1px;padding:3px; max-width:100%" alt="Picture" class="galleryImageBorder wsite-image" /></a><span style="display: table-caption; caption-side: bottom; font-size: 90%; margin-top: -10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: center;" class="wsite-caption"></span></span> <div class="paragraph" style="display:block;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />&#8203;&#8203;MisunderSTOOD<br />by Christy Weisiger<br /><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">Hello? Down here! We&rsquo;d like a word--</span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">our list of gripes is long.</span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;</span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;</span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">As feet, we feel we&rsquo;ve been unheard,</span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">your view of us is wrong!</span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;</span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;</span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;</span></span><br /><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">Why blame us for your lack of nerve?</span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;</span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">Perhaps your </span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">HANDS</span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)"> are cold!</span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;</span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;</span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">We&rsquo;re vital, vigorous, have verve!</span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;</span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">You stand on us. We&rsquo;re bold!</span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;</span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;</span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;</span></span><br /><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">And if you hem and haw all day,</span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">it&rsquo;s not because we drag.</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">We kick the ball and dance ballet,</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">run races and play tag.</span></span><br /><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">You can&rsquo;t be dead and on your feet--</span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">decide which of the two.</span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;</span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">If you&rsquo;re exhausted, take a seat,</span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">if dead&hellip;then we&rsquo;re dead, too.</span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;</span></span><br /><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">We&rsquo;re tired of being second-string--</span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">that role is unfulfilling.</span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;</span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;</span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">A handstand may be just the thing</span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">to grant us our TOP BILLING.</span></span><br /><br />ABAB (rhyme scheme), iambic meter, mask poem and a fun play on feet idioms! <br /><br />&#8203;Happy Tuesday!<br />&#8203;</div> <hr style="width:100%;clear:both;visibility:hidden;"></hr>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Most Wander-ful Snowflake]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.christyweisiger.com/blog/the-most-wander-ful-snowflake]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.christyweisiger.com/blog/the-most-wander-ful-snowflake#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Mon, 06 Jan 2025 08:00:00 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.christyweisiger.com/blog/the-most-wander-ful-snowflake</guid><description><![CDATA[ The Most Wander-ful Snowflake!by Christy WeisigerA winter storm!, the forecast teased.&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;The girl looked up and sighed.&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;She couldn't spot a single flake&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;no matter how she tried.&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;A crystal formed within the clouds--&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;the falling snowflake grew.&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbs [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<span class='imgPusher' style='float:left;height:0px'></span><span style='display: table;width:132px;position:relative;float:left;max-width:100%;;clear:left;margin-top:0px;*margin-top:0px'><a><img src="https://www.christyweisiger.com/uploads/3/7/4/6/37460659/published/photo-on-8-9-21-at-8-44-am.jpg?1736172606" style="margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 10px; border-width:1px;padding:3px; max-width:100%" alt="Picture" class="galleryImageBorder wsite-image" /></a><span style="display: table-caption; caption-side: bottom; font-size: 90%; margin-top: -10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: center;" class="wsite-caption"></span></span> <div class="paragraph" style="text-align:center;display:block;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">The Most Wander-ful Snowflake!<br />by Christy Weisiger<br /><br />A winter storm!</span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">, the forecast teased.</span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;</span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">The girl looked up and sighed.</span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;</span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">She couldn't spot a single flake</span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;</span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">no matter how she tried.</span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;</span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;</span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;</span></span><br /><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">A crystal formed within the clouds--</span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;</span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">the falling snowflake grew.</span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;</span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;</span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">It wandered toward the waiting girl&nbsp;</span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">as if, somehow, it knew&hellip;</span></span><br /><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">She stomped her feet and pumped her arms.</span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">She snow-danced till she dropped.&nbsp;</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">She raised her face and scanned the skies&hellip;</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">A snowflake!</span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)"> Her eyes POPPED!</span></span><br /><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">The flurry found the girl! She cheered</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">and bolted to her feet.</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">She caught the snowflake on her tongue--</span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">its journey was complete.</span></span><br /><br />&#8203;Happy Snow Day, Virginia!</div> <hr style="width:100%;clear:both;visibility:hidden;"></hr>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Testing - 1, 2, 3,...]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.christyweisiger.com/blog/testing-1-2-3]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.christyweisiger.com/blog/testing-1-2-3#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Sun, 18 Sep 2022 08:37:23 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.christyweisiger.com/blog/testing-1-2-3</guid><description><![CDATA[       A picture is worth a thousand words. Well, maybe not a thousand words. :)&nbsp; This QR code will link you to a video of me teaching the first lesson in my Graphic Narrative writing unit.&nbsp;&nbsp;Below I have included a copy of the written lesson plan that I teach in the video.&nbsp;If you are interested in the complete unit, you can find it here:&nbsp;&nbsp;https://all-kids-can-write.teachable.com/The Graphic Narrative unit is currently free on Teachable, and there is a unit on Narrat [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-none " style="padding-top:10px;padding-bottom:10px;margin-left:0;margin-right:0;text-align:center"> <a> <img src="https://www.christyweisiger.com/uploads/3/7/4/6/37460659/gnl1-qr-code_orig.png" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%"></div> </div></div>  <div class="paragraph">A picture is worth a thousand words. Well, maybe not a thousand words. :)&nbsp; This QR code will link you to a video of me teaching the first lesson in my Graphic Narrative writing unit.&nbsp;&nbsp;<br /><br />Below I have included a copy of the written lesson plan that I teach in the video.&nbsp;<br /><br />If you are interested in the complete unit, you can find it here:&nbsp;&nbsp;<br /><br /><span style="color:rgb(5, 5, 5)"><a href="https://all-kids-can-write.teachable.com/?fbclid=IwAR2hj3-I7Wg7pwo7C1VtGPFz1dX97_ysig0kAv6MKNcJXXsRpvFlCsAh8y8" target="_blank">https://all-kids-can-write.teachable.com/</a><br /><br />The Graphic Narrative unit is currently free on Teachable, and there is a unit on Narrative Writing for upper elementary students also available.</span><br /><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight:700">Graphic Narrative Lesson 1 Intro and Prewrite</span></span><br /><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight:700">Virginia Standards of Learning:&nbsp;</span></span><ul><li style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)"><span><span>1.12a Identify audience and purpose.</span></span></li><li style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)"><span><span>1.12b Use prewriting activities to generate ideas.</span></span></li></ul><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight:700">Objective: </span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">&nbsp;Students will understand what a graphic narrative is and become familiar with the components of writing that are included when composing a graphic narrative.</span></span><br /><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight:700">Materials:</span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</span></span><ul><li style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)"><span><span>Stack of graphic novels</span></span></li><li style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)"><span><span>Prewriting Template</span></span></li></ul><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight:700">Connect:</span></span><ul><li style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)"><span><span>Go over the structure and components of a personal narrative:</span></span><ul><li style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)"><span><span>Beginning, Middle, End</span></span></li><li style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)"><span><span>Characters</span></span></li><li style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)"><span><span>Action</span></span></li><li style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)"><span><span>Setting</span></span></li><li style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)"><span><span>Dialogue</span></span></li><li style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)"><span><span>Problem/Solution</span></span></li></ul></li></ul><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight:700">Teach:</span></span><ul><li style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)"><span><span>Tell students that today we are going to think of ideas for our graphic narrative story.</span></span></li><li style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)"><span><span>Remind students where writers get ideas:</span></span><ul><li style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)"><span><span>Things that happen to them</span></span></li><li style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)"><span><span>People they know</span></span></li><li style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)"><span><span>Places they don&rsquo;t want to forget</span></span></li></ul></li><li style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)"><span><span>Tell the writers that lots of graphic novels are written about adventures that people have.</span></span></li></ul><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight:700">Active Engagement:</span></span><ul><li style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)"><span><span>Tell Ss that we can turn anything that happens into an adventure.</span></span></li><li style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)"><span><span>An adventure can be:</span></span><ul><li style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)"><span><span>A fun day at recess</span></span></li><li style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)"><span><span>A hike with the family&nbsp;</span></span></li><li style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)"><span><span>A search for a missing item</span></span></li><li style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)"><span><span>A chase with a favorite pet&nbsp;</span></span></li><li style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)"><span><span>A game with a friend</span></span></li></ul></li><li style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)"><span><span>Model thinking of a time you had and turning it into an adventure:</span></span><ul><li style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)"><span><span>Ex.&nbsp; </span><span>I&rsquo;m going to think of a regular day and turn one part of it into an adventure.</span></span></li><li style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)"><span><span>Once,&nbsp; I was going for a walk with my granddaughter, CK . We came upon a goose family in the middle of the trail. The dad goose was guarding his babies, but we had to get by and I didn&rsquo;t want anyone to get hurt!</span></span></li><li style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)"><span><span>So, I closed my eyes and whispered &ldquo;Super Cici&rdquo;, turning myself into a grandma who could fly!</span></span></li><li style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)"><span><span>I picked up my granddaughter, and we soared up and over the geese, and then came back down on the other side.</span></span></li><li style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)"><span><span>Once we landed, I whispered, &ldquo;Normal Cici&rdquo;, and I turned back into a regular grandma. CK and I said goodbye to the geese and kept on walking.</span></span></li></ul></li></ul><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight:700">Link:&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</span></span><ul><li style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)"><span><span>Tell students that writers try to make a list of ideas before they start writing. Then they look long and hard at the list and choose the idea that means the most to them, or that they know the most about.</span></span></li></ul><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight:700">Share:&nbsp;&nbsp;</span></span><ul><li style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)"><span><span>N/A</span></span></li></ul><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight:700">Feedback:&nbsp; </span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">N/A</span></span><br /><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight:700">Assessment:</span></span><ul><li style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)"><span><span>N/A</span></span></li></ul><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight:700">Resources</span></span><br /><br />Please let me know if you find this video and lesson helpful, and/or if you are interested in seeing more like it.<br /><br />This has been a test of the allkidscanwrite network! :)<br /><br />Happy writing!<br /><br />&#8203;Christy</div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Writing Well in Elementary School Matters!]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.christyweisiger.com/blog/writing-well-in-elementary-school-matters]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.christyweisiger.com/blog/writing-well-in-elementary-school-matters#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Mon, 27 Jun 2022 14:59:56 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.christyweisiger.com/blog/writing-well-in-elementary-school-matters</guid><description><![CDATA[       Writing well in elementary school matters.Good, effective, articulate writing matters. In elementary school.I have always known this to be a fact. And I spent most of my career as an educator doing the work of convincing teachers, administrators, central office decision-makers, parents, and students that this is a fact. Writing well in elementary school matters.I wrote and shared curricula. I held workshops. I supported teachers in classrooms. I led professional development sessions. I ta [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-none " style="padding-top:10px;padding-bottom:10px;margin-left:0;margin-right:0;text-align:left"> <a> <img src="https://www.christyweisiger.com/uploads/3/7/4/6/37460659/published/photo-on-6-25-22-at-11-07-am-2.jpg?1656342203" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%"></div> </div></div>  <div class="paragraph">Writing well in elementary school matters.<br /><br />Good, effective, articulate writing matters. In elementary school.<br /><br />I have always known this to be a fact. And I spent most of my career as an educator doing the work of convincing teachers, administrators, central office decision-makers, parents, and students that this is a fact. Writing well in elementary school matters.<br /><br />I wrote and shared curricula. I held workshops. I supported teachers in classrooms. I led professional development sessions. I taught, co-taught, modeled, scored, graded, mentored, and conferenced.&nbsp;<br /><br />But by the time I left the division for which I had worked for 20 years, I did not feel like the change-maker our students and teachers needed and deserved. It wasn't for lack of trying.<br /><br />Our leadership noted the sinking writing grades of our eighth grade writers...but couldn't see the value in truly investing in and committing to the breadth and width of training and instruction it would take to substantively move the needle on student writing in elementary school.<br /><br />I struggled to understand how I could have tried so hard and made so little difference.&nbsp;<br /><br />Here's what I also know to be a fact. Without exception, as soon as I (or another teacher) helped a student get excited about his/her writing, the hook was in and the art happened.&nbsp; Even if the decision-makers outside of my K-5 classroom couldn't&nbsp; or wouldn't understand the value of the elementary writing instruction, my students, their parents, and I certainly did. And so did a fair number of building administrators! We all got it. It was art. It was expression. It was hard work, commitment, thinking, re-thinking. It was mindful, purposeful, and impactful. And it really, really mattered.<br /><br />Fortunately, I am now the maker of my own decisions and approaches to K-5 writing instruction. And I have something new to share with you all!&nbsp; It's a reframing of why writing matters.&nbsp;<br /><br />Come back next time and we'll dive in. Remember, #allkidscanwrite!<br /><br />Happy writing!<br /><br />Christy Weisiger, M.Ed., NBCT</div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[A New Start!]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.christyweisiger.com/blog/a-new-start]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.christyweisiger.com/blog/a-new-start#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Mon, 13 Jun 2022 14:15:27 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.christyweisiger.com/blog/a-new-start</guid><description><![CDATA[ After 22 years as a teacher, I retired last spring. But even as I left the traditional school building, my passion for helping young students find and share their voices through effective writing still calls me to action.&nbsp; Students of all ages can learn to think like writers. They NEED to! And, this process of learning can be fun and engaging. It SHOULD be!&#8203;So, if you are looking for a light and engaging bit of writing instruction for your elementary student this summer, I have two c [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<span class='imgPusher' style='float:left;height:0px'></span><span style='display: table;width:155px;position:relative;float:left;max-width:100%;;clear:left;margin-top:0px;*margin-top:0px'><a><img src="https://www.christyweisiger.com/uploads/3/7/4/6/37460659/published/photo-on-8-9-21-at-8-44-am.jpg?1655130555" style="margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 10px; border-width:1px;padding:3px; max-width:100%" alt="Picture" class="galleryImageBorder wsite-image" /></a><span style="display: table-caption; caption-side: bottom; font-size: 90%; margin-top: -10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: center;" class="wsite-caption"></span></span> <div class="paragraph" style="text-align:left;display:block;"><font color="#5040ae">After 22 years as a teacher, I retired last spring. But even as I left the traditional school building, my passion for helping young students find and share their voices through effective writing still calls me to action.&nbsp; Students of all ages can learn to think like writers. They NEED to! And, this process of learning can be fun and engaging. It SHOULD be!</font><br /><br /><font color="#050505">&#8203;</font><font color="#5040ae">So, if you are looking for a light and engaging bit of writing instruction for your elementary student this summer, I have two courses available at <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fall-kids-can-write.teachable.com%2F%3Ffbclid%3DIwAR3OYY2CzE8MhtdX5xH4hjxdZl02QYNnltA0aOd0B7-cC6_92KIHvsPEnLo&amp;h=AT24A3nPQfg82z1GE8vN1s1VV9t2GcqcOPRZ_O-LlA6Cg_M7_xR18dMyS-F0ByfihbhcsKRJRz4rRLthl_YlmyuZRR6A9d_fxJjExCYMb-RjHFgMDQumWJsuIfnriqHceDP_Dl6_lsMVu62HpeH11q0&amp;__tn__=-UK-R&amp;c[0]=AT2ydKksYyQrWfbX0RbOvA4aAA1syNiwpPOb7P1b4TGmhb88K3WLs3ovZK4x9vDvrR3fiIUV2daLosyZOQf5CsA6kqYXVdeqeg5UkkP3gypg4hbP1ntoW4Ge9A-DLe3UO568Y7yMGA9wU9qThHlkSUgED4hUFYaLf2dNjNQfWUrGx-_mzsZLRJOoWaECvwSXYzKjpfIfXxR8zx3SrqHkQ8i2y-tmkgg1BA" target="_blank">https://all-kids-can-write.teachable.com/</a>. These courses include student-facing videos offering engaging step-by-step instructions and are self-paced. Video lessons do not exceed 11 minutes, so screen time is limited! 1:1 coaching is also available if your student wants or needs explicit feedback. My Graphic Narrative Mini-Course is currently available as a free Sneak Peek! Upcoming courses include Expository, Informational, and Picture Book Biography units.<br /><br /> Happy Writing!</font><br /><br /><font color="#5040ae">Christy Weisiger, M.Ed., NBCT (fully licensed and holding Reading Specialist and Gifted endorsements in the Commonwealth of Virginia)</font><br /><br /><font color="#5040ae">#allkidscanwrite</font></div> <hr style="width:100%;clear:both;visibility:hidden;"></hr>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Happy New Year!]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.christyweisiger.com/blog/happy-new-year]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.christyweisiger.com/blog/happy-new-year#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Mon, 09 Aug 2021 12:09:22 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.christyweisiger.com/blog/happy-new-year</guid><description><![CDATA[ Happy New Year, teachers, parents, and writers! Welcome to a brand new school year and a brand new start for me and this blog!I am charting a new path for myself by launching an online writing school called All Kids Can Write via the Teachable.com platform. After 20 years with my school division, I have decided to branch out on my own and do the work that I am passionate about - working with students and teachers and parents on writing! This work fuels me. It inspires me. It brings me joy. And  [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<span class='imgPusher' style='float:left;height:0px'></span><span style='display: table;width:130px;position:relative;float:left;max-width:100%;;clear:left;margin-top:0px;*margin-top:0px'><a><img src="https://www.christyweisiger.com/uploads/3/7/4/6/37460659/published/photo-on-8-9-21-at-8-44-am.jpg?1628513737" style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 10px; border-width:0; max-width:100%" alt="Picture" class="galleryImageBorder wsite-image" /></a><span style="display: table-caption; caption-side: bottom; font-size: 90%; margin-top: -10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: center;" class="wsite-caption"></span></span> <div class="paragraph" style="display:block;"><br />Happy New Year, teachers, parents, and writers! Welcome to a brand new school year and a brand new start for me and this blog!<br /><br />I am charting a new path for myself by launching an online writing school called All Kids Can Write via the Teachable.com platform. After 20 years with my school division, I have decided to branch out on my own and do the work that I am passionate about - working with students and teachers and parents on writing! This work fuels me. It inspires me. It brings me joy. And it is my calling.<br /><br />I am starting with just one course, an 8 lesson mini-unit of study on graphic narrative writing. You can find a sneak peek of the first session on my Facebook page, All Kids Can Write. The link to my new course is also posted on that page. (https://all-kids-can-write.teachable.com)&nbsp;<br /><br />The lessons are student facing, so they are ready to use with your student(s). I am also available for 1:1 coaching sessions which you sign up for separately.&nbsp;<br /><br />To be honest, I am scared to death to put myself and my work out there. But I know that we ask students to be brave and put their work out for us to see each and every day. I want to make a difference for student writers. To do that, I have to be brave and share my work with the world.&nbsp;<br /><br />Let's do this together!&nbsp;<br /><br />I am going to be adding courses and building the curriculum of the school. I would love for you to join me on this journey to support student writers. All kids CAN write - let's make it happen!<br /><br />#allkidscanwrite<br /><br />Happy writing!<br /><br />Christy<br /></div> <hr style="width:100%;clear:both;visibility:hidden;"></hr>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Photographs and Poetry]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.christyweisiger.com/blog/photographs-and-poetry]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.christyweisiger.com/blog/photographs-and-poetry#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Fri, 26 Jun 2020 13:40:42 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.christyweisiger.com/blog/photographs-and-poetry</guid><description><![CDATA[ It has been a while. A long, long while. And I can't go back right now. The end of this school year was traumatic, trying, and terrible. That's not to say that I regret one minute of the time I spent with my class of first graders this year. Oh, no. I will remember this class of students and parents as perhaps the most meaningful of my career. What those amazing kiddos accomplished with the unyielding support of their parents is etched in my heart forever.&nbsp;But, now I need to recover, rethi [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<span class='imgPusher' style='float:left;height:0px'></span><span style='display: table;width:169px;position:relative;float:left;max-width:100%;;clear:left;margin-top:0px;*margin-top:0px'><a><img src="https://www.christyweisiger.com/uploads/3/7/4/6/37460659/published/img-fbdfb6d62ec5-1.jpeg?1593180085" style="margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 10px; border-width:1px;padding:3px; max-width:100%" alt="Picture" class="galleryImageBorder wsite-image" /></a><span style="display: table-caption; caption-side: bottom; font-size: 90%; margin-top: -10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: center;" class="wsite-caption"></span></span> <div class="paragraph" style="display:block;">It has been a while. A long, long while. And I can't go back right now. The end of this school year was traumatic, trying, and terrible. That's not to say that I regret one minute of the time I spent with my class of first graders this year. Oh, no. I will remember this class of students and parents as perhaps the most meaningful of my career. What those amazing kiddos accomplished with the unyielding support of their parents is etched in my heart forever.&nbsp;<br /><br />But, now I need to recover, rethink, reconsider so many things. The world is upended, and I, like most everyone else, am struggling to process and understand it all.&nbsp;<br /><br />So, for awhile, I will post photographs and poetry. These are my creative outlets for the moment. Thank you if you pop in occasionally to check on my work. I know that I will be ready for whatever "school" and "teaching" look like in September. But, for now, I'm just going to reflect and try to grow into the tremendous changes of our time.&nbsp; It's time to dig deep.<br /><br />Friday Morning, 6/26/2020<br />&#8203;</div> <hr style="width:100%;clear:both;visibility:hidden;"></hr>  <div><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-none " style="padding-top:10px;padding-bottom:10px;margin-left:0;margin-right:0;text-align:center"> <a> <img src="https://www.christyweisiger.com/uploads/3/7/4/6/37460659/published/img-2261.jpg?1593179819" alt="Picture" style="width:265;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%"></div> </div></div>  <div><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-none " style="padding-top:10px;padding-bottom:10px;margin-left:0;margin-right:0;text-align:center"> <a> <img src="https://www.christyweisiger.com/uploads/3/7/4/6/37460659/published/img-2251.jpg?1593179813" alt="Picture" style="width:265;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%"></div> </div></div>  <div class="paragraph"><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">Mourning Fog</span></span><br /><span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">We rise&nbsp;</span></span><br /><span></span><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">And walk into the mourning fog,</span></span><br /><span></span><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">Dropped down like a veil between&nbsp;</span></span><br /><span></span><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">Us and the distant shore,&nbsp;</span></span><br /><span></span><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">Our destination,</span></span><br /><span></span><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">By pernicious design.</span></span><br /><span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">The sun, leader of the Milky Way,&nbsp;</span></span><br /><span></span><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">Surpasses a capricious nature, no longer</span></span><br /><span></span><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">Witty or even bizarre.</span></span><br /><br /><span></span><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">Hiding behind&nbsp;</span></span><br /><span></span><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">A curtain of droplets -</span></span><br /><span></span><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">We&rsquo;re not even sure the star is</span></span><br /><span></span><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">Still there.</span></span><br /><span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">Me and the ducks and the turtles&nbsp;</span></span><br /><span></span><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">Won&rsquo;t simply wait.&nbsp;</span></span><br /><span></span><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">We cannot stop or be patient. We are&nbsp;</span></span><br /><span></span><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">Gasping. Desperate. Searching.&nbsp;</span></span><br /><span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">Precious.</span></span><br /><span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">We keep moving into the mist,</span></span><br /><span></span><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">Through it, despite it,&nbsp;</span></span><br /><span></span><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">Hoping it</span></span><br /><span></span><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">Will disperse and reveal&nbsp;</span></span><br /><span></span><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">A clearer view of</span></span><br /><span></span><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">Where we are going.</span></span><br /><span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">Waiting, with undiminished expectation,&nbsp;</span></span><br /><span></span><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">For the sun to&nbsp;change its mind and&nbsp;</span></span><br /><span></span><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">Throw its full energy at the fog.&nbsp;</span></span><br /><span></span><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">Eradicate the droplets,</span></span><br /><span></span><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">Away and away and away,</span></span><br /><span></span><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">Until they&rsquo;re gone. Forever.</span></span><br /><span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">And we, all of us,</span></span><br /><span></span><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">Can see the opposite shore, a</span></span><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">ll of it, <br />&#8203;<br />Even the coves that were hidden,&nbsp;</span></span><br /><span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">Before we walked out of the mourning fog.</span></span><br /><span></span><br /><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">Christy Weisiger</span></span><br /><span></span><span><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">June 26, 2020</span></span><br /><span></span><br /></div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA["At Home"]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.christyweisiger.com/blog/at-home]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.christyweisiger.com/blog/at-home#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Tue, 17 Mar 2020 09:29:03 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.christyweisiger.com/blog/at-home</guid><description><![CDATA[ This morning I was thinking about my students, and my granddaughter who is also out of school. And I wanted to reassure them that, although their days look so different right now, it won't last forever. And, it's okay!!So, here's a fun little poem called "At Home"At HomeI&rsquo;m in my house -Imagine that!I was supposed to be&nbsp;&#8203;In school&hellip;Instead of friendsLike Charlotte Kate,My recess pal is brother Nate.Instead of reading in a group,My bookmate is tomato soup.Instead of Mrs. W [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<span class='imgPusher' style='float:left;height:0px'></span><span style='display: table;width:119px;position:relative;float:left;max-width:100%;;clear:left;margin-top:0px;*margin-top:0px'><a><img src="https://www.christyweisiger.com/uploads/3/7/4/6/37460659/published/image-1.png?1584437689" style="margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 10px; border-width:1px;padding:3px; max-width:100%" alt="Picture" class="galleryImageBorder wsite-image" /></a><span style="display: table-caption; caption-side: bottom; font-size: 90%; margin-top: -10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: center;" class="wsite-caption"></span></span> <div class="paragraph" style="display:block;">This morning I was thinking about my students, and my granddaughter who is also out of school. And I wanted to reassure them that, although their days look so different right now, it won't last forever. And, it's okay!!<br /><br />So, here's a fun little poem called "At Home"<br /><br /><font color="#5040ae">At Home</font><br /><br /><span><font color="#5040ae">I&rsquo;m in my house -</font></span><br /><span><font color="#5040ae">Imagine that!</font></span><br /><span><font color="#5040ae">I was supposed to be&nbsp;<br />&#8203;</font></span><font color="#5040ae">In school&hellip;</font><br /><br /><font color="#5040ae">Instead of friends</font><br /><span><font color="#5040ae">Like Charlotte Kate,</font></span><br /><span><font color="#5040ae">My recess pal is brother Nate.</font></span><br /><br /><span><font color="#5040ae">Instead of reading in a group,</font></span><br /><span><font color="#5040ae">My bookmate is tomato soup.</font></span><br /><br /><span><font color="#5040ae">Instead of Mrs. Weisiger&rsquo;s voice,</font></span><br /><span><font color="#5040ae">I scan a menu board for choice.</font></span><br /><br /><span><font color="#5040ae">I&rsquo;m in my jammies at</font></span><br /><span><font color="#5040ae">Half-past ten -</font></span><br /><span><font color="#5040ae">Oh! Mom says it&rsquo;s time to&nbsp;</font></span><br /><span><font color="#5040ae">Stretch again!</font></span><br /><br /><span><font color="#5040ae">My backpack is empty,</font></span><br /><span><font color="#5040ae">But, it&rsquo;s okay! It&rsquo;s cool!</font></span><br /><br /><font color="#5040ae">One day I will be back in school!</font><br /><br />Christy Weisiger, 3/17/2020<br /><br />Encourage your student writer to try her hand at a poem today. There is a lightness about verse that is fun and engaging for even our youngest writers.<br /><br />Stay well and be safe!<br /><br />#allkidscanwrite<br /><br /><br /></div> <hr style="width:100%;clear:both;visibility:hidden;"></hr>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Poetry - control in the midst of chaos...]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.christyweisiger.com/blog/poetry-control-in-the-midst-of-chaos]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.christyweisiger.com/blog/poetry-control-in-the-midst-of-chaos#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Mon, 16 Mar 2020 13:36:58 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.christyweisiger.com/blog/poetry-control-in-the-midst-of-chaos</guid><description><![CDATA[ The very first form of writing I can remember falling in love with is poetry. I started writing poetry when I was in elementary school, and continued dabbling in verse through college. It is such an accessible way to express emotion, ideas, life, everything. And, there is something controllable about the form of short verse - which appeals to me right now as I don't feel in control of much of anything else! I have tried writing prose - completing 3 manuscripts of middle grade fiction - none of  [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<span class='imgPusher' style='float:left;height:0px'></span><span style='display: table;width:148px;position:relative;float:left;max-width:100%;;clear:left;margin-top:0px;*margin-top:0px'><a><img src="https://www.christyweisiger.com/uploads/3/7/4/6/37460659/published/image-1.png?1584366775" style="margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 10px; border-width:1px;padding:3px; max-width:100%" alt="Picture" class="galleryImageBorder wsite-image" /></a><span style="display: table-caption; caption-side: bottom; font-size: 90%; margin-top: -10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: center;" class="wsite-caption"></span></span> <div class="paragraph" style="display:block;">The very first form of writing I can remember falling in love with is poetry. I started writing poetry when I was in elementary school, and continued dabbling in verse through college. It is such an accessible way to express emotion, ideas, life, everything. And, there is something controllable about the form of short verse - which appeals to me right now as I don't feel in control of much of anything else! I have tried writing prose - completing 3 manuscripts of middle grade fiction - none of which are published. I always find myself blocked at the revision stage. I struggle to be able to wrap my head around revising something that is over 100 pages long. And, so, those beautiful little stories sit in a manuscript drawer, unrevised and unedited and unpublished. Maybe one day...<br /><br />A few weeks ago, I found myself drawn back to the idea of poetry. And, now that our lives have been so dramatically changed, I am inspired to capture some of what I'm feeling in verse.&nbsp;<br /><br />Coincidentally, I am working on writing a Poetry Unit of Study for my district, K-5. The serendipitous nature of this situation is not lost on me.<br /><br />So, today I tried to write my first poem. Here it is...after a few revisions. It may not be perfect. But, just as I never expect my students' work to be perfect, just to reflect their best effort, I am giving myself the same grace.&nbsp;<br /><br /><strong><font color="#8640ae">Isolation</font></strong><br /><br /><font color="#8640ae">Outside my window<br /><span>It is dark</span><br /><span>Except for the reflection</span><br /><span>Of my face staring out into the shadows of&nbsp;</span><br /><span>Pre-dawn solitude.</span><br /><br /><span>My gaze, defying the&nbsp;</span><br /><span>Backyard distances, approaches and stands</span><br /><span>On the windowsill of a neighbor&rsquo;s kitchen that is</span><br /><span>Filled with warm, yellow light and the&nbsp;</span><br /><span>Imagined aroma of fresh-brewed coffee and</span><br /><span>The embracing chit-chat of Monday breakfast -&nbsp;</span><br /><span>Connecting us.</span><br /><br /><span>At a time</span><br /><br /><span>When we must</span><br /><br /><span>Not connect</span><br /><br /><span>Except through gazes darting across isolated backyards hidden&nbsp;</span><br /><span>In darkness.</span></font><br /><br />Christy Weisiger 3/16/2020<br /><br />I will check back in with you all as this journey continues. Anyone who would like support for a student writer at home, please reach out! What a gift it would be to the world if our youngest writers capture their lives in this moment!!<br /><br />Take care and be safe!<br /><br />#allkidscanwrite<br /><br /></div> <hr style="width:100%;clear:both;visibility:hidden;"></hr>]]></content:encoded></item></channel></rss>