Lainie Levin

Slice of Life Day 10: Seventeen Years

Today’s my blog-iversary!

Seventeen years ago, I started my original, now defunct-ish blog. It was my first foray into public writing since…well, since my creative writing days in college. I thought I’d look back on my very first post.

SOLSC Day 9: Not Yet Spring

Early winter / late spring, as only a midwesterner can see it:

SOLSC Day 7: How to Write Something Important

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Slice of Life Day 5: Not Now!

Today has been…a DAY. Ups. Downs. Craziness. Random moments of validation, sincerity, success. The answer is, YES. I’m doing a fair amount of writing. And the answer is NO, I’m not sure it’s writing I’m ready to share. Just know I’ve got stuff cookin’… Will I have more tomorrow? You BETCHA.

Slice of Life Day 5: Every Day is Book Day

It may not be World Book Day in the US, but that doesn’t mean I can’t celebrate.

Slice of Life Day 4: Mind Blown

Animated picture of a man reading a book

I always leave class smiling when students experience a mind-blowing moment. Experiencing one for myself today? Well, it made getting out of bed absolutely WORTH it.

Slice of Life Day 3: Are You Stuck?

I work hard to use language that builds a secure, independent community of learners. Who knew my students were listening?

Slice of Life Day 2: Today…

Some days start with a whimper, or a bang. Today started with a barrage…

Slice of Life Day 1: What Slice of Life Does

At this time of year, I search my neighborhood for signs of spring, hunting for hints of wonder. Today’s writing came to me in much the same fashion.

Slice of Life Tuesday: Dear Mrs. Levin

Picture of an envelope inviting students to write notes

A student wrote an email that broke my heart, just a little. I found them in the hallway yesterday and told them I need time to think about all the beautiful and thoughtful questions they asked before responding back.

But I still feel the need to acknowledge their words. I’m carrying this kid with me. Perhaps you recognize either yourself or another kid here. My hope is, next week, I’ll have a poem to offer in response.