This week’s Day in a Sentence was narrowed down to Day in Six Words, and the words came from all over the blogosphere this week. There were many new voices (partly as a result of the 31 Day Comment Challenge), plenty of veteran writers, and an incredible collection of tales told in minimalistic creativity.
I am going to keep my own narrative intrusions in check this week and allow your voices to come through on their own (because, well, they don’t need any help from me). But I did do something a bit different with your comments/words this week as yet another way to bring us all together in once “voice” and you can find that experiment at the end of the post.
With further ado, here you go:
- Seniors graduated Friday. A bittersweet celebration. — Cynthia
- Field trip – 8 chaperones – hell yeah! — Sara P.
- Learned lots from Will Richardson seminar — Anne M.
- Not getting out produces distorted viewpoints. — Christine
- Wet weepy spongy soggy rainbow day — Mary
- With friends and sunshine, then rain. — Illya (who has been experimenting with six day memoirs on Twitter for the past few days, and I have been trying to keep up, too)
- Did that Simon says no comment. — Ken (who originally let me know: Oil C wot oil do.)
- Sydney Wednesday. Melbourne Saturday. Perth Tuesday. — Kathryn
- Two-on-two, full-court — DUMB! — Larry (who admits that the full court game was a bit too much for him)
- A whirlwind of activities encompasses me! — Amy
- “Wolf-children on crack” describes my class. — Liza
- Need to learn to let go. — Dani
- Festival’s coming. Kids crazy. Teachers crazier. — Karen M.
- Mud-covered frog hunters are wildly happy. — Connie
- Kind of mellow week. Almost summer! — Andrea
- Sent staff survey. Received zero responses. — Andrea (she was inspired to keep going)
- One soul who wears many hats. — Eric
- The Quilt binding encircles us all. — Jane S.
- It’s that time…awards, honors, accolades. — Delaine
- Telling students they’ve failed is excruciating. — Nina
- Graduation ends K12; creates new beginnings! — Tonya
- Last Wednesday class today!! Time for ….!?!?!!!! — Illya
- Wondering if any “boilers” could hear me all the way from California hooting and hollering Wednesday night as many of the teachers and students in my filmmaking project headed onto to the stage at our regional SEVAs to receive awards and recognition?!? — Gail (more than six words but Gail also has leeway on my blog)
- Mulling on the importance of simplicity. — Kate
- Digitalstory dreams as new mac arrives — Bonnie
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Meanwhile, at a Technology Across the Curriculum Conference on Saturday, I had participants in a podcasting workshop record their own Days in a Sentence. I did not limit them to six words, but you can listen to their voices (and I added a second sentence for this week, too).
Peace (in words, short words)
PS — So, friends, I took your six words, mashed them all together, and created this found poem of your thoughts. It was an interesting endeavor and I believe all of you are represented in some fashion or another. What does the poem mean? The poet remains silent.
Six Words As Collective Thought
A Day in Sentence Found Poem
In bittersweet simplicity:
the quilt of students we once received
but just one soul creates celebration/importance;
Just one soul produces sunshine;
to dream a whirlwind of mud-covered
friends who encompass a “response” in these Days
and arrive wildly happy with honor,
then (in digitalstory festivals) I project rainbows of wolf-children wearing hats, two by two —
hooting and hollering like the spongy virtual frogs of Will Richardson
as these viewpoints arrive through the recognition that
learning always honors teachers (even with crazy kids encircled in whirlwinds).
I’m mulling this:
Does this stage of summer create new beginnings?
Or end the time of today?
Let go. Let go.