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I started my writing fellowship yesterday. We all took turns introducing ourselves and talking about what kind of teachers we are. Even though we have 21 teachers of every grade (literally!) K-12, of varied ages, genders, and experience, we have a lot in common. We were all very surprised. It's starting to feel like a Fellowship, and Dr. Foxe, our hairless leader, is a sort of Gandalf/Yoda combination, with Nawth Ca-lina accent. Today, we actually wrote some stuff, and got to do some "peer inquiry." This was scary, but went well. Funny how I spew all kinds of weird stuff here with no qualms, but face-to-face frightens me. I have lots of work to do on my demonstration lesson for next week, and my research paper. We were so tired last night that we ordered Chinese, and I had wonderful General Tso chicken, which the Samurai christened "Genital Chicken." Silly is the order of the day! |
 
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Fellowship of the Thing