You have always been a child of wonder
Speaking to the waves and kissing flowers
Writing on napkins, the stories of your heart
Singing lyrics into the wind and the wayward sun
You tried your hand at this and that
And still within you the yearning stirred
And the words flowed down and out
As if there was no recourse
So, be a poet, if you can’t help it Continue Reading
This summer my husband and I decided to stay mostly local. We wanted to spend time connecting with each other, our sons, friends, family and our community. I often find parallels between what I read for my Master’s Degree and my personal & professional life. Margaret Latta’s article about “creating room to dwell” and ““embracing the process” (Latta, 2010) in the context of teachers finding time during and after lessons to be present and mindful of the learning that is occurring really resonated with me and became the basis of my thesis a few years ago. I have found connections to this concept of “creating room to dwell” in the inquiries I have undertook with my students over the years, in the Self Regulation work I have focused on in my classroom, in my personal goals of being present for my students and my family, and in many of the adventures I had with my family over the summer. This article has continued to inspire me to create room to dwell in the days and moments I am fortunate to share with my sons. Continue Reading
Kyla ponders the decision to have a second child
All my previous posts for Peaks and Harbours have been about life side of work-life balance. I was reflecting on this, and think I tend to talk more about my kids than my work partly because it’s a more relatable thing to talk about. But also, parts of my work are super boring, and it’s hard to spice up the hours I spend trying to remove all superfluous adverbs from my writing, or reading lengthy statutes.
Summer is rolling along – so fast that I’m literally chasing it while I struggle with back-to-school shopping bags and my feather-light wallet in hand. Good news is, the P&H ladies have been delivering content so fresh lately, I can almost pretend that the computer’s glow as I edit is actually a relaxing, beach sunset – Pinot Grigio in hand of course.
Bree and I are extra thrilled that we have a new contributor to introduce you to: Stina Morisette. She and Bree have been friends since diaper-times, so I’m going to hand it over to Bree for the proper, sappy introductions.
I first met Stina back in the summer of ’81 when I emerged from my mother’s womb. She was 6 months old. Our friendship over the past 36 years has seen us navigating elementary school, high school, pimples, boys, men, babies, pre-teens, wrinkles, breasts, break-ups, wine and new loves, and has remained the sort of friendship where it doesn’t matter if a day or a year has passed, we can pick-up exactly where we left off. She truly is a gift.
In addition to being an amazing human, Stina is also an educator. She had two goals growing up: one, to have twin daughters, and the other, to be a teacher. I think she is more than happy with her two lovely boys, but the teacher-thing stuck. She is currently on maternity-leave from her job as a French-Immersion International Baccalaureate teacher, and we are delighted she accepted our request for her to share her teach-talk, Danish culture, and general life-musings with us.
On May 24th, I gave birth to my second son. He arrived early, like my first son, and since his arrival I have been adjusting to life as a mom of two kids. My sons are 6 years apart, and while this is a bit bigger of a gap than we had initially hoped for (welcome to the world of things not actually entirely being in my control…), it has thus far been (mostly) exhausting overwhelming full of self doubt fabulous. Barring the fact that I have no idea how women with two children close in age manage to do anything at all, I’ve been thrown right back into the world of babies. What was I thinking, dear lord, my husband and I could go on dates again! OVERNIGHT DATES!! My point is here is that after 5+ years with no diapers, no stroller, etc., I am back in the thick of it.
Kyla discusses self-care in the form of playing Women’s fastpitch softball