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Tuesday I shopped for Girl Scouts, which involved a pleasant not-too-long drive during which I saw a house whose front door had a small robin's egg blue anchor hanging on it (or painted on, I could not pause long to look) and below that a small ship's wheel in the same colour. It was surprising and playful and striking, not something I would do but something I was glad to see done.
Also I saw a grassy schoolyard filled with a circle of Canada geese, radiating out from some now-hollow point, resting on the grass. I do not know if they are coming or going or staying, but I liked to see them, although I felt some for the children whose play area might be covered with goose leavings. I see them also flying by in their iconic Vs, and I hear them honking sometimes at night which I love, it is such an autumnal sound even though they are really around for much of the year now.
Yesterday I spent the morning volunteering with my son's class, the best sort where I am working directly with the children; it was the first time this year and I think may be my regular time, as my being there to supervise the main self-directed activity freed the teacher up to work in small groups with the ones who are struggling, plus I had a few opportunities to help the children myself. It may yet change, as if it is all bare supervision I will be impatient with it (however helpful and needful it might be for the teacher's uses), but I will certainly try it again next week and likely a few weeks after and see how it is going.
Today our spouse is sick, which rearranged the morning, and the children have a stressful mandatory event at school, so I am little on edge, but nonetheless I have settled at my desk and caught up somewhat on Goodreads reviews, which I enjoy both in itself and for the sense of order it brings to my life. Now I must go occupy myself with the leftover butter chicken in the refrigerator, so that I am energised for the rest of my day.
Also I saw a grassy schoolyard filled with a circle of Canada geese, radiating out from some now-hollow point, resting on the grass. I do not know if they are coming or going or staying, but I liked to see them, although I felt some for the children whose play area might be covered with goose leavings. I see them also flying by in their iconic Vs, and I hear them honking sometimes at night which I love, it is such an autumnal sound even though they are really around for much of the year now.
Yesterday I spent the morning volunteering with my son's class, the best sort where I am working directly with the children; it was the first time this year and I think may be my regular time, as my being there to supervise the main self-directed activity freed the teacher up to work in small groups with the ones who are struggling, plus I had a few opportunities to help the children myself. It may yet change, as if it is all bare supervision I will be impatient with it (however helpful and needful it might be for the teacher's uses), but I will certainly try it again next week and likely a few weeks after and see how it is going.
Today our spouse is sick, which rearranged the morning, and the children have a stressful mandatory event at school, so I am little on edge, but nonetheless I have settled at my desk and caught up somewhat on Goodreads reviews, which I enjoy both in itself and for the sense of order it brings to my life. Now I must go occupy myself with the leftover butter chicken in the refrigerator, so that I am energised for the rest of my day.
