Poetry Friday: In Memory of Maya Angelou

I found this updated badge at A Teaching Life. Had to steal it.

Today I mourn the loss of Maya Angelou. What an extraordinary human being. One of my favorite Poems is the following:

Still I Rise
Maya Angelou, 1928 – 2014
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I’ll rise.
More HERE.

What I loved about her was her message of kindness and of seeing people as people. And of course this quote:

“Any book that helps a child to form a habit of reading, to make reading one of his deep and continuing needs, is good for him.”
— Maya Angelou

I doubt in my lifetime there will be another person as phenomenal as Maya Angelou.
Thanks to Diane for hosting Poetry Friday at Random Noodling.

Happy Friday.
Happy Poetry.

Introducing DigiLit Sunday

Thanks to Margaret at Reflections On the Teche for creating space to talk about digital literacy.

This week the teacher librarians were informed that our jobs would be changed in officially include more technology. Our name is changing with the word Technology Specialist being added in. There are a lot of questions to be answered. And it will take time.

The district’s vision is to have one to one devices for third grade on up. They want to move to a system with digital text books. The district wants librarians to take on a major role of support. They also need to work on the infrastructure due to the size of our district. (It’s pretty poor right now).

I welcome the change and I think having a weekly place to reflect on digital literacy will help me grow as a learner. Technology changes so rapidly, how will I keep up,with it all?

Celebrate: Five Star Things About the Week

It’s Saturday; time to celebrate the week at Ruth Ayres Writes.


This on my white board on Tuesday. From my grandgirl when she visited for Family Library Night. She read “image” as “imagine.”

My cinquain for water and Poetry Friday. A great blue heron flew by me this week on my way to school providing the seed for the poem.

News that our library job will change with more technology responsibilities. It feels like our job will finally be moved into the 21st century. The proposal is lofty and not well defined but I think change is like that. Granted I am a bit of a rose colored glasses kind of person.

Books! Books I put on hold at the library were ready for check out. Two were suggested by the book editor last week at the conference: Wintergirls by Laurie Halse Anderson and Glimpse by Zellie Wells.

Another rose from the garden:


What are you celebrating?

Poetry Friday: Great Blue Heron


Violet Nesdoly is hosting Poetry Friday.  Thanks Violet!!

Today is the fourth Friday of May which means original poetry day.  In response to Laura Purdie Salas’ challenge for a water cinquain at Today’s Little Ditty:

Inspired by the great blue heron flying  past my car on the way home this week.

great blue
heron soaring
and spearing tiny fish
on the Columbia River
one glimpse

Have a fabulous weekend.

Happy Poetry. Happy Friday.

Celebrate: Five Star Things About This Week

20140517-171159.jpgIt’s Saturday, time to reflect and celebrate the week at Ruth Ayres Write.


I am sitting at the SCBWI-Oregon Spring Conference. Currently to Graham Salisbury, author of Under the Blood Red Sun.
A thoughtful critique from an editor. She and I had a similar wondering about my manuscript.

Words to encourage writing at the conference.

I reached 10,000 steps on Friday with my FitBit. Some of my co-workers have FitBits so we have been encouraging each other. Having your peers cheered or taunt (it’s a funfeature). I have increased my steps in the last several weeks.


From my garden.

What are you celebrating?

Poetry Friday: Haiku and Talking Recklessly About Poetry

20140515-210426.jpgPoetry Friday is hosted today by Elizabeth Steinglass.

Throughout the year there is a monthly peer reviewed contest for haiku enthusiasts. It’s a great way to engage with other haiku writers. Last month the Kigo word (season word) was “slow day.”
I entered this:
dogwood blossoms
one by one

© 2014 Jone Rush MacCulloch all rights reserved

The Free form was “allusion.” Here’s my entry:
the sound of crickets
in the bee-loud glade
he plants nine bean-rows

(Thinking of Yeats…Innisfree]
© 2014 Jone Rush MacCulloch all rights reserved

This month I am working on haiku for “mosquito” (Kigo) and “midnight” (free form).

I am looking for interested people to “talk recklessly” ( as William Stafford would say) about poetry for a monthly interview for Poetry Friday. Here are a couple of examples; Helen Frost, Diane Mayr, Amy VanDerwater.
Please email me at macrush53-at-yahoo-dot-com. I would like to post every second Friday.

Happy Friday.
Happy Poetry.

Celebrate: Five Star Things About the Week


Every week at Ruth Ayres Writes, we celebrate the week.

I made it through the week! I am not sure why this was a a long week but I made it. I didn’t post for SOL or Poetry Friday, it was that kind of week. But I made it.

Meeting with my writing group on Monday. Such a great group and we have a new member. Their feedback is always thoughtful.

Teacher Appreciation Week. I felt appreciated with the thoughtfulness of our classified staff, the PTA, my assistant, and some students.

Walking and Fitbit friends. Several co-workers have the Fitbit, a device that records steps. We can connect and cheer (or taunt) each other. This has helped in motivating me to push getting more steps during the day.

Discovering I have Bumblebees nesting in both bird houses.

What are you celebrating?

Celebrate: Five Star Things About the Week

20140503-195736.jpgToday’s the day to reflect on the week. Celebrating all the good things at Ruth Ayres Writes.
I am a bit late today because of number one.

Today I presented/taught at the 30th Annual Oregon Writing Festival for fourth grade through twelfth grade students. It was my first time to present and what fun. I had two sessions of fourth-fifth graders. We wrote poetry. At the end of the second session a boy wanted me name his hat. I did, “Gregoire.”


My grant books came in this week:


Second grade authors’ celebration for their nonfiction writing. In a time when the school day is packed with the “have-tos” that these celebrations can occur.



The responses from people receiving their poetry post cards. Several postcards have shown up on blogs. Then a box arrived from Irene Latham with signed bookmarks for the students who sent postcards.


My grand girl’s cat had kittens. She reads to them every night.



The Portland Trailblazers won and move onto the next round.

What are you celebrating?

Poetry Friday: Wrapping Up National Poetry Month


Well, it was almost thirty days of student poetry. I hate when days get ahead of me and I don’t get posts up. National Poetry Month is complete.

I want to thank those of you who have shared your poetry postcards on Facebook and your blogs such as Laura Salas and Liz Stenglass. I loved getting signed and personalized bookmarks for the students from Irene Latham. I have been sharing these with students.

Most of the postcards that were sent out have been accepted into the National Schools Writing Project’s Young Americans Poetry Project.
This digest is in its twentieth year and such a great place to send student work for publishing.

Here is more poetry for students:
I am a tiny humming bird.
My colors are as colorful as a bright rainbow.
You can barely see my wings flapping so hard.
I never stop beating my wings or I can die.
I am the fastest flier.

Kara M.
Grade 4
I am cerulean.
I am as swift as a whale.
I travel like a fish.
I have razor-sharp teeth I am big so look out for me.
I am a whale shark.

Malachai D.
Grade 4
I am a soft Tiger.
My tail wiggles like waves in the ocean.
I sneak up under the grass to stalk my prey.
I purr when I am happy.
I am a brave Tiger.

Melissa R.
Grade 4
I am a pink pig.
I am as fat as a bookshelf.
I wobble and tremble.
I don’t sweat.
I am a pig named Olga.

Nathan K.
Grade 4
I am a cute dog
Small as a Persian cat
I can go five miles per hour
I am a pug

Logan M.
Grade 4

If you signed up for a postcard and didn’t get one, please email me at macrush53-at-yahoo-dot-com. I will be getting a few final ones out(international next week).
Poetry Friday is at Katya’s Write.Sketch. Repeat.