I promised that I would keep this blog active over the summer break and alas, the weeks have escaped me!  I am working on some educational, PLC related posts (promise), but until then here is an update and some things I’m already looking forward to in the next school year.

  1. Part of my hiatus from this blog is the good news I shared at the end of last school year: my partner and I are expecting our first child in October!  So while I thought I’d be conquering the world during my time off, I’m instead building a small one. We couldn’t be more excited.
  2. After telling my students, they immediately started a pool of baby names, none of which are in the running. However, I’ve realized that my student very much understand who I am; top baby names emailed or pooled were Veidt, Manhattan, Thor, Toni, Calvino, Murakami, and Shakespeare.  (Spoiler alert: we’re expecting a boy.)
  3. I have spent a lot of my summer in a partnership with the Smithsonian American Art Museum building a teacher guide for Visual Thinking Routines in the classroom.  I’ll post more soon.  I’m over the moon about how much of my summer has been spent in that beautiful space.
  4. My reading list is a hodgepodge of genres (a later post coming), but the big surprise is my new found love of James Islington’s Licanius trilogy.  I’m eagerly awaiting the sequel to appear in my library que.  Aruably the best fantasy fiction I’ve read in some time.  I was also surprised of the artistry in Tim O’Brien’s The Things They Carried and Kazuo Ishiguro’s The Buried Giant was something I picked up on a whim and halfway through bought my own copy.
  5. I’m so excited to teach Future Fiction again, especially in the year that HBO releases a sequel to the novel, Watchmen. Let’s see if Lindelof can redeem himself from the Game of Thrones disaster.  Either way, what a great year to teach Moore’s Watchmen and Atwood’s The Handmaid’s Tale in the same class.

There is my quick update.  I write from my back patio, watching squirrels chase each other.  While I’m enjoying the serenity of the moment, I can’t help but feel anxious to be back in the classroom.

Ah, the paradoxes of teaching.