Can't do it.
This is exactly how I felt yesterday, September 21st, the day Sharon Creech visited my school.
Like Jack in Love That Dog, I tried, but couldn't do it. I write to reflect, but found there were no words yesterday. I thought of these lines. You have to admit, the timing is eerie.
I was and am desperate to write now, but weekend obligations keep me from my writing, so, for the moment, I share a few photos and remind myself that there is always tomorrow...night, there is always tomorrow night.
Like a maestro, Sharon Creech created a symphony of story.
I loved watching my students faces and seeing their reactions.
|...especially the one leaning forward in her seat.|