Tag: Life

Free from Facebook

Hey, fellow Albertans, remember AGT (Alberta Government Telephones) and how we all hated that regulated organization back in the day? Well, maybe not everyone hated the communication service, but as a kid the only comments I remember from my seniors about it were negative. Mostly it was all […]

The Miracle of Resurrection

Yesterday morning and the evening before, I went for a walk and brought my camera with me so that I could share with you the miracle of resurrection here in the parkland region of east-central Alberta. Listen to me read this post: Crocuses Galore! I didn’t even notice […]

Misplaced Identity

I love rereading my own posts sometimes to see what has changed in my life and what has stayed the same. I wrote this post last April, so not that long ago. I feel much more like writing now than I did then, but I am still label-less. […]

Happy Valentine’s Day

Better late than never to deliver these valentines to you. Because of the continuing frigid weather, the school buses didn’t run today. It was a quiet day of marking, prep work, and of getting a couple students caught up on assignments. Still, I’m happy to be home in […]

When We Were Vikings

Last night I went to my auntie’s house for supper. We were celebrating my great uncle’s 92nd birthday. After supper when the supper dishes had been cleared from the long table in the dining room, and with the coffee cups and dessert plates pushed out of the way, […]

Back in the Classroom

Today in class the topic of my age came up as it sometimes does. The students were saying that I am still pretty young. “Well,” I told them, “I’m not so young anymore,” to which one young man replied, “Nope. You’re not young or old. You’re just mediocre!” I […]

Pigeon-holed

Here’s a repost all about how I don’t like being categorized as one type of writer or another. I can’t choose between genres and I can’t pretend to be one thing. I’m multi-facetet, so take what you like and leave the rest. We try to sort people into […]

Tracks in the Snow

  When I walk by myself in the snow, I’m never walking alone. The other morning I went out for a walk in the fresh snow. My usual road was suddenly new. A variety of footprints indented the snow with their different shapes and depths. There were huge […]

Human Beings, Not Human Doings

  I used to be a full-time teacher and for a long time, that was my identity. In a small community, I was known as the Grade 3 teacher. The teacher box was the one I fit in. Almost two years ago I gave up this position to […]