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Daddy Daydreamer

I was exhausted after volunteering in my son's class

It's challenging to get a bunch of kids on the same page

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"Dad, can you come in for our scientists workshop?"  second-born asked.

"You want me there?" I queried.

"Yeah," he answered, with that smile of his, eyes scrunched.

"You know I can't come in all the time," I said, "now that I'm working."

"I know."

"But I can still come in once or twice, maybe."

He smiled.

**

I have huge respect for . . .

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April 27, 2017

Smells like recess

A poem

Kids at play

Smells Like Recess

Ball up in sky
like rocket to moon.
Cartwheel exquisite;
polka dot ball.

If I were a spider
on the wall,
I would crawl
into your arms,
jump over the net,
mixed dirt and sweat
stained cap
smells
like recess—

smells like
love.

Bell rings,
time to leave fun;
back to class,
sit up straight.

You have nothing to lose.

Recess time filled
. . .

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December 15, 2016

I had the best teacher ever in Grade 4

Mrs. Sdao understood our personalities and what made us tick

Apple on desk

Photo: Freeimages.com – Lhys *

After my eldest son headed off to his first day of Grade 4 and a new year of scholastic adventure, my thoughts transported me to a brisk Ottawa evening in April, 2014. Winter had mercifully loosened its grip to an anemic spring, but a chilly wind lingered as I walked toward my Class of 1983 Grade 4 . . .

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Posted in: school

September 15, 2016

How my son dealt with smelly comments about his lunch

Classmates made fun of his seaweed sandwich

Seaweed sandwich

"Dad," youngest said quietly at the dinner table, "some people made fun of my food today."

All the memories came flooding back. I told him when I was a kid, sometimes A-Ma packed cold chicken legs in my lunchbox. Although I loved chicken, I felt different from those with peanut butter and jelly sandwiches (back then it was okay to bring in . . .

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June 23, 2016

Failing as a teacher was one of my greatest life lessons

In dealing with depression, I have become a better, stronger person

Chalk and eraser
Photo: Freeimages.com – Elliot Jordan

Teaching grade school and parenting are very similar. Both involve educating children, and both require great patience. My first foray into teaching wasn’t successful, but it helped me become a stronger person and prepared me for eventual parenthood.

In May, 2000, I earned my . . .

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June 09, 2016

Explaining the value of school to a kindergartner proved harder than I thought

I felt conflicted forcing my child to attend school

Kids getting on school bus

“Daddy! I doan wanna go to school!” my youngest, aged 5 at the time, desperately pleaded. “I wanna stay home wit' you!” he sobbed, eyes reddened by salty tears.

“You have to son, it's your job.”

“Why, Dad?”

“To learn things. To make friends,” I responded nonchalantly.

“But I have friends already. And you teach me things. Why do I . . .

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December 23, 2015

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