Today is a new day. Today, we are almost finished. The Marshall University Summer Institute of 2009 is quickly coming to an end. The fellows look different today. It’s time for a math lesson.
They are wearing:
4 pairs of flip flops
7 pairs of tennis shoes
4 pairs of sandals
1 pair of birkenstocks= a writing and sharing classroom of learners.
Some dressed for winter while others are ready to spring from excitement as they have finished all required writing and have posted to their blogs.
9 a.m. Peggy calls the group together not in the comfort of our sacred writing room but in the classroom. The room temperature is very cold this morning. She is quick to explain our morning task of completing a survey to help evaluate Summer Institute. This survey helps to prepare reports going to the NWP. I’m sure that money is involved. With no questions being asked, the leadership team went into another room to write and complete the same survey.
10a.m. The survey continues with grumbles from the crowd. Why did they have to use pen and paper? Why could they not just turn in one survey? All grumbles faded with the written result in hand for the leadership team to review. How can we keep everyone connected with NWP? How can we create jobs? How about an advanced institute? Other options include returning fellows, youth camps, technology teams. Most everyone wants to go to the national meeting in Philadelphia. Time flies and the fellows quickly scramble back to their computers to finish their work. I can tell it is getting close to lunch time for the fellows are having a snack attack for quick munchies to eat.
12 noon lunch
Today is left over day but a big thank you goes to Peggy for the meat tray. We survived with sandwiches, potato chips and chocolate chip cookies. The noise level is quite loud at lunch time. Many laughs and stories told around our big family table.
1p.m. Peggy gives instructions for the fellows to help each other and look over their blogs. Check your E-Portfolio requirement sheet and make sure you have included all writings. Everyone continues to finish their E-Portfolio. Some use laughter, ear bugs and other sit quietly and type.
It has been a pleasure being the mother of the group. But before I go I have journal ed my thoughts to what I have not said to everyone. Here it goes.
Looking down the sacred writing table seeing minds and pens at work, I see a more relaxed confident and family of writers. We bring many ideas and stories to the table of teaching. Experiences so very different yet now we are becoming the same. We have learned to “trust the process”. Participation reaps the rewards of writing. Writing we did not know was waiting in our soul for its birth. Summer institute is much like having a baby. Don’t faint Bethany and Mandy. You take care of yourself for several weeks and the writing grows within you. Coffee,Tea and pop get our minds moving in the morning. You start thinking about “prompts”. Prompts are the baby waiting inside of you for that big push and fresh air of pen and paper. Ok! that’s enough about having a baby. These past few weeks have flow by not without a labor of love. Now there is another baby word. Labor.
In the weeks and months to come you will again be asked to trust the process. How will you take lessons back to your school? How will you apply this new knowledge? I know this writing family will meet the challenge. Writing requires surrender. Writing is an art.
Don’t forget tomorrow is our picnic. Wear your red shirts.
With love,
momma Beth


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