I taught preschool and reading for 19 years in a small rural school in Southern Colorado.
I have a B.S. degree in Biology, an AA in Anthropology, and a Master Herbalist Degree.
When I am not playing with my granddaughter, I love to read.
Pair of Pears Wine
Randy ran the local food coop. He specialized in organic food. He especially loved providing high-quality produce for his community. Every year when the harvest was ready Randy would drive hundreds of miles to the orchards on the Western Slope of Colorado to bring back wonderful boxes of organic peaches, pears, apricots, plums, and apples. Most of the members of the co-op preordered the fruit, but Randy always worried there wouldn’t be enough for everyone so he brought extra boxes home with him.
Connecting the Spoken and Written Word
Children need lots of concrete activities that connect the spoken and written words before they can be expected to learn to read. They need to see the connection between their own spoken words and those written on paper. Here are some of my favorite ideas for making those connections with children.
Reinventing the Cookie
2017 was a year of pain. It got worse in 2018. In 2017 my husband had a terrible year at work. His job as a Criminal Investigator included long hours and high stress. Many peoples’ lives depended on his ability to do a good job.
So, I Got A Dog...
I missed my walks. I was used to walking through the Mountain Park near my house several times a week. I looked for the wildflowers in the warm months and watched for footprints in the snow in the cold. I gazed at the tops of hundred-foot pine trees, and I kicked rocks down the road. My fuzzy companion kept pace, stopping now and then to smell a bush or pee on a tree stump. Unfortunately, Cole Dog died. The little black dog that walked with me every day got old and tired, and I had to say good-bye. He was gone.
Oh, Brother Dog!
We planned to be gone for a couple of days and asked my friend, Carl, to stay at the house and keep an eye on our TWO dogs.
I Throw Rocks at Bambi
My corner of the world is paradise. My cabin sits in a clearing among huge ponderosa pines and Douglas fir trees. A creek babbles along through a small gully and the birds sing as they build their nests. Squirrels chatter as they scramble from tree top to tree top and bears stop to sniff the air. The sweet scent of wood smoke drifts lazily along the breeze and hawks call from the sky as they circle the clearing on outstretched wings. Visitors to my little cabin in the Southern Colorado Rocky Mountains “OOOHHH and AHHH” as a herd of mule deer daintily tip toe across the yard. “Beautiful!” they exclaim. “You are so lucky.”
Is Preschool Education a Waste of Time and Money?
In September of 2018 John Rosemond published an article titled, “Leaning Toward Pre-K Education? You May Want to Think Again”. In this article he asserts that academic instruction for Pre-K students is a waste of time and money.
Mad Max the Wonder Dog
When our dog, Cole died in 2014, my husband and I were devastated. He was such a great dog. He was a black mutt, part border collie, part lab, maybe some chow chow or some cocker spaniel, who knows? My husband and his youngest daughter found him in a box of other puppies in a Safeway parking lot with a sign that said, “Free Puppies”.
Camping in January
When I was a senior in high school, I took a weekend college class run by the local college on winter wilderness survival. It was held at a camp located in the Southern Colorado Rocky Mountains at an elevation of about 9000 feet above sea level. It was a cold, snowy three days in January. January, my friends, we were camping in January!
The Science of Snow
Today we have a foot of snow on the ground and more coming down. It reminds me of a favorite science and art activity. This activity can be expanded into the outdoors and covers several developmental bench marks.
Teach Children Cursive Writing
I have heard a lot of controversy surrounding the practice of teaching cursive writing to children. I have definite ideas on this subject!! Here is my rant on this important subject.
Do You Believe in Ghosts?
When I was growing up, my younger sister insisted she had met a ghost. She and her best friend would go and play in this abandoned house in the neighborhood (super dangerous and I should have reported it to Mom, but I didn’t). She insisted that a ghost lived there by the name of Marvin and that he would come out and talk to them.