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A blank page
A wavering pen
Just me and my thoughts
Alone
No distractions
No excuses
Nobody here but me
It's easy to ignore
Your own inner workings
When the hectic nature of the day
Gets in the way
Just me and the pen
How terrifying
And liberating

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Something to Love, Something to Do and Something to Look forward to.

Something to love is family and my circle of friends
Something to Do is to stay active and engaged and also Self Care
Something to Look forward to turning a new age and Life

As I heard this saying, three things that we need to look forward to in life, I can continue to build on these areas and also, I can use this as a form of engagement. Not only is this a means of encouragement however this can be manifested thoughts that I may also need to work on.

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1/18/22 🌟
Morning Mindfulness
Sensory Observations:
Things I see:
- snow
-winter sparkles
- pine trees
-white cotton blankets

Things I hear:
- puppies snoring
- relaxed breaths
-the winter breeze
- a brewing coffee machine

Things I smell:
-morning air
- puppy fur
-the aroma of coffee aka the nectar of the gods
- fresh sheets out of the laundry

Things I feel:
-excitement for the snow day ahead
-yearning to know how "my kids" are enjoying their perhaps 1st ever snow day
- slow sleepiness slipping away
-peace knowing the morning can start whenever I chose
-soft puppy fur between my fingers and on my cheek as we snuggle

Things I taste:
-morning breath....yuck
- puppy fur fresh with January snowflakes

There will never be another January 18th, 2022. So my feet touch the floor and the day begins.

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As I sit here, dealing with stress and drama at work, I keep practicing what I plan to say when promoting my new business on social media. You see, my business is currently online but if everything goes right with this abandoned child care I found, I’ll be able to open up locally in no time. I can see myself now in a commercial ad:

Hi Charlotte friends! Do you know any moms who want their 3-5 year olds to attend a PREMIER PRESCHOOL at a HUGE DISCOUNT as one of our founding families?

I am in the final stages of launching my NEW preschool (NOT a daycare) and am looking for SEVEN families to become “founding families” (at a huge discounted rate) who would love to have their children attend my high-quality preschool during this school year to make friends, have fun, and get ready for kindergarten!

My boss has interrupted my daydream to complain about other employees that are stressing her out. I cannot wait until I leave this environment. Now, where was I oh yea,

My goal is to really refine my preschool teaching and make sure the experience is perfect before I fully launch my preschool and open it up to the public at the full price.

As a founding family, your children will benefit by creating close friendships, building self confidence, growing a love of learning, and developing all your child’s social, emotional, physical, and cognitive skills. (After all, 90% of your child’s brain will develop by age 5… and we want to ensure your child is set up for success for the rest of his/her life!)

Our first day of preschool will be… If only I had an exact date.

For as long as I can remember, I’ve wanted to be a teacher!

As a huge 'thank you' for helping me start my preschool,  I will be offering our founding families the opportunity to join our preschool for just $97/mo. per child (with NO registration fee!) for this school year; this is a HUGE discount from when I’ll open my preschool at the full price.

For them to get this incredible price, I need to know in the next 2 days! I want to start preschool classes as quickly as possible and get started asap, so I want to have these spots filled soon.

Do you know anyone who would benefit from their children going to preschool? I'd be ever so grateful if you'd tag them below or send them this post directly right now! Or if YOU are interested in taking one of the SEVEN spots, definitely DM me right away and we can get you hooked up!

Don't hesitate to contact me in the messages of this post or privately. This is a first-come, first-served offer, based on who commits and makes  their first month’s payment first. Once the spots are gone, they’re gone (and I expect them to fill up quickly).

One day I’ll be posting this… until then… back to the drama.

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Today was a beautiful day. I woke up to a Winter Wonderland! There was ice and snow everywhere. Although it was freezing, I promised my son that we would go out in the snow so that he could build a snow angel. Around 11 am, we got dressed in our coats and mittens, and we hit it along with our dog! We only stayed outside about twenty minutes, but we had a blast for the time that we were outside. For the remainder of the day, we watched movies, drank hot chocolate, and relaxed. We truly had a wonderful day. It is rare that we can have "chill" days because we spend so much time rushing from place to place. These are the kind of days that I cherish the most.

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1/12/22
Peer-observed Mrs. M's PE class with 5th graders today. Took every bit of self-restraint to resist putting that clipboard down and joining in on the fun. I clearly understand why my students always said PE or Art were their favorite subjects.

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Unfortunately, I was facing the hardships that come with teaching during a pandemic. I felt empowered by my emotions at the time and wanted to write about how I felt so I could reflect later.

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Thoughts I had about writing in my classroom and how I can incorporate writing in other ways.

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Ashley Plott, page 2

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Ashley Plott, page 1

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This is a page from my journal about the paper making process that I wanted to remember.  

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Haley Carr

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I was inspired to write this poem from a road trip I took with my grandpa in the late 90s! 

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A Poem Is

A poem: a stink, a grating tone
A dream...gathered and scattered
Splintered heaps of horrifying screams...
rattle, rumble, smelly, tired, struggle and droop.

Normal life
A bit of sun
The darkness edges in
The light comes on, perpetual moonlight.

The dream...alive
almost impossible.
Capture them and will them gently
To the page.

[A found poem I wrote in my daybook, from the introduction of John Steinbeck's Cannery Row]