Spring is here, spring is here! The birds are singing, the flowers are blooming, and everything is lovely. The kids are itching to get outside, and I can't blame them, but they're getting a bit cooky all cooped up in the classroom, and it's enough to drive a teacher crazy.

So! For Wednesday's writing workshop, I kicked us all outside for a lesson on freeverse nature poetry. The kids took a couple minutes to settle into it, but they all produced something, and almost everyone was inspired to share their work when we came back together. I declare it a success.

On Friday afternoon, we went out for a trail hike. For a second there, I thought one kid had broken his leg, but he turned out to be OK. My heart may have stopped briefly. He just let out such a WAIL. Hoo boy.

Ms. Lead Teacher took all the sixth graders to New York City Wednesday-Saturday for Montessori Model UN. She has lots of stories to tell, but I'm going to focus on my half of the experience. I stayed behind to be the solo teacher with the 3rd-5th graders for Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday. It was a stressful few days, but I think we got some decent work done, and it was an interesting glimpse of what those kids will be like without the current sixth graders around next year.

I slept until 11:00 or so on Saturday, which just goes to show how stressed/tired I was. Yeesh.

Sunday (that's today!) has been all about projects. I went in to work for a couple hours to catch up with Ms. Lead. I jury-rigged a screen for my bedroom window. I planted a wee herb garden out front. I officially live here now: I've planted something.

I am vaguely working on making major life plans, like when/where I'll get my Montessori training and whether I want to be trained in elementary or primary. I don't actually want to write about what's happening in my head around that; I just wanted to let you, dear reader, know that that's up.