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Where have you been Mrs. Frost??? | Mrs. Frost Reads
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Where have you been Mrs. Frost? June 25, 2014. Many of you probably don’t know that Mr. and Mrs. Frost have been eagerly awaiting the arrival of their first grandbaby. Well he made his entrance this week and I have been kind of pre-occupied. Meet Shepard Thomas Frost! This entry was posted in Uncategorized. School’s Out for Summer! Still Reading……. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public).
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Teaching in the 21st Century: Digital Reading: Chapters 1 & 2
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Teaching in the 21st Century. Monday, July 6, 2015. Digital Reading: Chapters 1 and 2. How I read professional books has changed over the years. I am curious about the author’s word choice so I find myself collecting vocabulary words and writing them in the margins. In Chapter 1 and 2 I noticed:. In both chapters: Defining Digital Literacy. And From Reading Workshop to Digital Reading Workshop,. The first step is determining the intention. How did I help them achieve ownership. As I finished, chapter 2, ...
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Bink and Gollie | Mrs. Frost Reads
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Slice of Life Day 27 | lettersfromcoachk
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Supporting Educators, One Letter at a Time. Slice of Life Day 27. March 27, 2015. Have to admit, I am really ticked at myself for only commenting on 1 slice yesterday. And as I mull it over in my head and the excuses fly about, I tell my inner voice to “SHUT UP! IT WAS NEVER SUPPOSED TO BE ABOUT THE PRIZES! 8221; (I mean, I really do love winning prizes…this is why I love the basket raffle experience so much, oh and at a Bingo night, I am like a five year old kid! I am celebrating today with ordering mys...
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litcoachdanak | lettersfromcoachk
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Supporting Educators, One Letter at a Time. A Preposition Poem About the Last Seven Days. March 31, 2016. Out of the car. Through the messy kitchen with dishes stacked high and. Through the family room (which is surprisingly clean! Up the stairs I plod. Into my germ infested bedroom. Onto the bed I flop. Under the covers, so cold. Above the covers, so hot. Inside the covers, if feels like a furnace Yay! Outside the covers, the sweat is pouring off me. To the bathroom for Tamiflu. Thank you to all the ama...
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Slice of Life Day 24 | lettersfromcoachk
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Supporting Educators, One Letter at a Time. Slice of Life Day 24. March 25, 2015. There once lived a city mouse who met a girl mouse and the two fell in love. They lived happily together until a ferocious feline came along. This cat was dreaded by every mouse in the land. The city mouse became a country mouse and the four mice became a family. They were united under mouse law, and one year ago welcomed a new little one: The city mouse’s first baby. He called her. Share on Facebook (Opens in new window).
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Slice of Life Day 25 | lettersfromcoachk
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Supporting Educators, One Letter at a Time. Slice of Life Day 25. March 26, 2015. I am a Facebook lurker, a liker, a once-in-a-rare-while commenter but definitely not a poster. Occasionally, I will share a photo of my kids or the whole family. So, when the two of us took a real vacation in the first week of January, I am ashamed to admit this, but we never made it Facebook Official and it kinda felt like it didn’t really happen. No comments no likes = no one knows we went. Every time we stand at the sink...
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Slice of Life Day 29 | lettersfromcoachk
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Supporting Educators, One Letter at a Time. Slice of Life Day 29. March 30, 2015. On the eve of your first birthday, I want to tell you that you are so loved. I could just gaze at you all day longwith your dark brown hair and dark blue eyes, you are just the sweetest little thing. That adorable nose and your dimple, your smile with four teeth. Even when you are crankin’ and you squint up your eyes and you push that lower lip out just like your Daddy’s pout, you are still the cutest. The way you carry a s...
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Slice of Life Day 30 | lettersfromcoachk
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Supporting Educators, One Letter at a Time. Slice of Life Day 30. March 31, 2015. One of my favorite picture books is Yes Day! By Tom Lichtenheld and Amy Krouse Rosenthal. The story is about a kid who gets to ask for and eat anything he wants and his Mom answers yes! All day long. I have dreamed about giving my own kids their own Yes Day but I haven’t been brave enough, yet! So, this makes me think of my own Yes Day! What would it look like? When I would arrive back to the beach house, the cooler and bea...
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lettersfromcoachk | Supporting Educators, One Letter at a Time | Page 2
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Supporting Educators, One Letter at a Time. I Stabbed Myself with a Fork Today. March 14, 2016. It was an accident. In a fancy hotel. The fork in question. I reached to grab the handle. As it spun in the air. The prongs bit into my palm. I held up my left hand. Staring in disbelief,. Staring at the double-line scratches when. Blood slipped out between the two. I laid down the offending utensil,. Finally feeling the sting. So I picked up that fork. And ignored the pain. I had a made-to-order. It was not r...
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