I traveled to Jamaica last week and bought them all postcards. I wrote to all 32 students as I sat in the sunshine on my front porch the day after we got back. I was grateful to be home. I was grateful for the sunshine and happy to have my beagle back by my side. It was a small moment. A small moment of happiness worth noticing. And worth writing about.
I want them to see it's the small moments that make up a life, and it's those small moments that are worth writing about.
I decided this week I should take my own advice.
Here's what's going on just down the road:
It's happening. The spring we all hoped for. It's happening.
The forsythia is in bloom.
The sun - a spotlight - on what I need to see and remember.
I used the postcards from Jamaica to kick off an end-of-year blogging project in my classroom, "Postcards from Our Lives."
I think it's a good idea to notice those small moments making up a life. The beauty. The love. Thoughts. Feelings. Hard times. And hope.
A good lesson for them - and for me.
Because who knows what's waiting just down the lane on a regular Wednesday afternoon.