Surprise!

Back to work last week, just dipping my toes into our 2015 Institute and one of our many YWP camps.

So exciting!

On Thursday morning riding up to New Paltz in some very misty, foggy rain for most of the trip by the time I was exiting and moving on to the ramp the sun was overpowering the clouds and by the time I arrived at the Institute’s summer site, I didn’t need to grab my pink umbrella from the back seat.

Inside the room filled with newbies racing for a second or third cup of Tom’s very dark coffee to keep them company, I was home, embraced and catching up began until the stroke of 8:30 and then with everyone around the large conference table Tom introduced me and I led the Writing into the Day prompt focused on our technology autobiographies. Moving back to the phone, I shared the moment when we moved from the comfortable telephone operator’s “Number Please” to that hum of a dial tone in 1960 in our small town.  Everyone got it and began to think and write about their experiences, first personal and then professional.

10 minutes, another 5 and then invited to share something, most of the writers around the table shared something from their fresh drafts- GLORIOUS!

And then Jack, my co-author and collaborator presented his workshop, inviting the new group of HVWP teachers to consider a protocol we used often for looking at digital writing and one last gift- a new tool that they could take with them, play with and move into their classrooms in the fall.  What more could you ask for?

Then they were off to plan their workshops and I was off to return home to Tuvia for lunch, as he was returning after his first day back to work.

Friday morning driving back up north, was glorious for driving and for climbing a mountain- by car for me!

Black Rock Forest where two of our teacher consultants were spending the last day of their Young Writers’ Camp finishing up.  I would be interviewing them, their students, field students and persons of interest.

Challenge #1 was finding the entrance.  A woman walking her dog near the spot made that so easy as I started the climb when I saw that small black and white maker- Black Rock Forest.  I climbed up, up as the road turned quickly to its native dirt and the shoulders I take for granted became large gaps in the road.  I began my prayer- please don’t drive down yet.  No way two cars could share the Black Rock roadway.  Funny how years ago I road up and down a mountain on the other side of this ridge, in my brown mustang with manual stick racing, embracing the risk. Ha, the younger me.

But I was up at the spot, gray buildings on either side of a large parking area.  Civilization I could relate to and Rob was just coming outside to welcome me and find a space I could use for my interviewing.  Embraced once again.

He brought me inside the building filled with light and modern classrooms and in one Dawn with a small group of native and Spanish speaking kids chatting and writing.  Soon they would be outside writing on rocks in the woods.  Not a long walk- good.

I spent the morning enjoying everything- the inside work, the outside work, the conversations.  Everything and everyone!

Even my mistake  turning up instead of back down the mountain was okay because I was rescued by forest staff who helped me turn around and head back to civilization, to 9W and lunch back home with Tuvia.

Glorious!  More coming tomorrow!

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