I’m so behind, and still catching up after my last day of school on June 24th. June was weird. I did some writing I’m tremendously proud of, had some disappointing news, packed up my library for its renovation, and said goodbye to my aunt. I chopped my hair short at the beginning of the month and am still adjusting.
I read spooky and silly and atmospheric stories to everyone in the building this week and last week. October is one of my favorite times for read alouds, and having fifth and sixth grade is extra fun because I can read a few extra creepy things to them.
My fabulous and amazing mentor Dee sent this out today, and I love it. Zazzle is now selling prints, tees, bumper stickers with this Burning Through Pages graphic (in addition to some other equally outstanding book nerd goodies). I support everything about this.
I don’t have my Halloween decorations up yet, but I do have all of my October displays out.
I love my displays so much more now that I’m doing the signs in color. And work has been so great this month, I’m tackling a ton of projects that are so satisfying. My brain is working pretty well during the 2nd trimester, so I’m taking advantage before it turns to mush again in a couple of months. I’ve totally revamped the Battle of the Books program at school, I’ve got the schedule finished for the library moms, I put in another great book order, I finally tackled the filing system my predecessor left behind, and all my lesson plans are written through the first week of November.
Let’s just take a moment to breathe this in, shall we?
63 books. Sixty-three glorious books. In TWO DAYS.
And yet the more I read about BEA, the more I feel I need to do differently next year. People seem to have the science of BEA-going nailed down to precise Swiss-inspired movements, but I stumble around from booth to booth gawking at beloved authors and grabbing bags. And donuts. And posing with Elephant and Piggie.
Don’t get me wrong, I brought my “A” game this week. But I’ve only been to BEA once before, and that was 2 years ago. I’m out of practice, and I haven’t perfected my technique. Tickets to great signings were not obtained, video cameras were forgotten at home, and I didn’t believe in the sweet relief of bringing an empty suitcase until Day 2.
This was the day we went into Sheffield to see where Adam grew up and to meet up with his friends.
I wanted to go to Cromford because I’d read there was a quilt shop there. On the way we stopped at Caudwell’s Mill and Craft Centre.
This guy must sit there all day waiting to get his picture taken in the iron works. I actually walked in and turned right to take photos of the cool old machinery, and he said, “Over here!” I almost jumped out of my skin, I hadn’t even seen him. Read more on Travelogue: Northern England, Day 3 (Nov. 6th)…
I’ve done a lot since my Back to School List, and I’ve updated that one with all the things I’ve gotten done. But I’ve got all new things juggling in the air now that the holidays are approaching. I have so few free weekends left in 2010, I’ve really got to get myself organized. October has sailed by in this haze, I’m not sure exactly how that happened. But now it’s time get serious!
Some of the boys at school kept asking me where the gun books were, and after weeks of protesting that this is a school library and we wouldn’t have books about weapons, I figured out what they were talking about.
It’s from 1963. I actually found a stockpile of books about weapons from the 50’s and 60’s. They were added to the pile of goodies in the “yard sale” I had in the library this week.