Still Walking Toward a Rising Sun, but Not Doing This as a National Performance this Week...Just as a Memory of the Weeks That Simply Were

Loved presenting twice in the last week on literacy work in Connecticut - ten years of CWP's redesigned of programs for teachers and youth. It amazes me to see how much we've accomplished in such a short time and how the Brown School's mission, Kentucky Writing Portfolios, and the National Writing Project way helped me to logically set forth with work for K-12 writers and what is possible.

I'm also glad to have a week off from presenting and teaching, so I can give my brain a little rest (after all, year 11 of this work is right around the corner. 

Spent the day putzing about the ol' parental grounds, enough to tucker out Karal who crashed on her bed rather early. It was a busy day of cousin dogs, neighbor dogs, and relatives. 

It's Monday, and I'm sure Butch and Sue want a slower pace without all the hubbub, so it is my intent to finish the grading I've put off for several weeks. There's no excuse, except that there's no time to keep up with it all (as more and more has piled on faculty making the work that much more difficult to accomplish what we're supposed to get done). 

Funny, mom and dad were listening to the MOMS OF LIBERTY squawking about how teacher unions and unions, in general, have set a bad precedent for education and work places across this country. Perhaps there's truth to some of that, but I'm experiencing top down exploitation of workers in almost all industries and I'm merely wishing for more powerful labor movements to put the rich and ridiculous in check. It's insane. Ah, but this morning I'm channeling Oklahoma sunrises as I used that as a metaphor via Ger Duany....Walk Toward the Rising Sun. Sun gives us life. We should always be walking towards a better life, not only for us, but for those around us.