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Spring Broken

Spring broken

One of the students titled one of his blog posts “Spring Broken” when we got back from spring Break a couple of weeks ago. In his post, he wrote about being disappointed in his break, because he spent much of the week sick. Several other students commented that they were sick too. Our schedule was so rushed when we came back that I didn’t have much time to reflect on any of that.

But that was part of the problem.

Not taking enough time for self-care can make people sick. For the week or two before break, we were all focused on making it to Spring Break. It may be our busiest time of year. For some reason, our third quarter often includes some of the most difficult classes we offer in a year. On top of that, Senior Projects and SP Presentations are due. Despite Spring Break, the quarter feels like it moves really quickly.

“I just need to finish this paper and it will be break.”

“I’ll get these presentation slides ready and then I’ll be ready for break.”

“I’m almost done with my project-just in time for break.”

“I need to finish my book for English before break.”

Teachers assign things to be done just before break. Students work hard on those things with the thought that they can ‘relax’ over break. But when they slow down, and finally take time for themselves, I think that when their bodies finally relax, their immune systems relax too.

And then the germs take over…

kleenexThe weeks after break, we saw lots of absences (sometimes up to 40% of the students) because of illness. Those of us in the building heard sniffling, snuffling, coughing, hacking, and hocking (gross!) while we were here. It sure made the end of the quarter even more stressful for everyone.

So I made a note to myself after reading that student blog post.

My goal is to do a better job of including some moments to help students “de-stress” in the weeks leading up to Spring Break next year. Periodically, I want to plan a few moments to stretch, take some deep breaths, reflect on what they need to do. Somehow, I will help students learn some coping strategies so that their stress doesn’t build up and lead to illness over the break from school.

I remember an NPR story about how childhood stress can contribute to chronic illness as an adult. Maybe the story referred to stresses outside of school, but I can’t imagine that a lot of stress is good for anyone, no matter what the source is.

So, note to self:

“Help students manage stress before Spring Break next year.”

And (bonus!) maybe there will fewer gross, sickness-related sounds in the building in the weeks after break.



Berman Creekside Examination Summary

by Caleb (read more at: https://cmartiansmarsh.wordpress.com/)

So, yesterday we as a class took a trip down to the Berman Creekside Park so that we could analyze the water in Paradise Creek. We walked down to the transect by the park and got all of our materials ready, figured out who was getting wet, and got to it. We followed the same procedure as we did last year, getting in the water to analyze the creek floor and its sedimentary contents. Using other strategies and tools, we were given the task of examining rocks, plant life, insects, water temperature, and viscosity in the stream. Using all of this information, it helps to provide a better understanding of the state of our water quality.

Your Story (Student Blog Feature)

by Becca – read more at swinninghatchets.wordpress.com
(Halloween is only a couple weeks away so let’s feature a blog post with a scary story theme…)

You find yourself awake but already walking and fully dressed outside, as you walk you notice a sharp pain within your forearm. As you look down you see a shadowish figure moving away from your side and completely vanishing, slightly alarmed you try to turn around but it’s like this forced spell is being cased on you.
You lost your free will as you continuously walk your in a place you know is familiar, it’s your best friend’s farm. Knowing that they might know how to help you, you instantly start sprinting up the long dirt driveway. You try to slow down but realize you can’t stop, so rather then stopping and knocking on the door like a normal human you bust threw the door and start leaping stairs to get to the bed rooms. As you climb the stairs you definitely know something is wrong, looking down at yourself you notice there isn’t only mud on you it’s also blood fresh and old.
Your mind races as your heart beats faster and faster with each realization that is made, you grab onto the sturdy wooden bannister to catch and stop yourself. As you double over you hear heavy footsteps coming at you fast and as you look up you get cracked upside the head with a medal bat causing you to fall backwards. As you try to talk nothing comes out but a horrific shriek, with you saying that another hit comes down hard causing you to Wake up immediately in your bed looking around quickly and panting. As you do this you realize it was just a dream and you lay back down irritated, “Stupid Z nation….”

Sanctuary – by Becca

Read more at: https://swinninghatchets.wordpress.com/

Sanctuary is a place that you feel your safest from emotion, from harm, or just getting away from stress we all should have one. Well believe it or not my sanctuary is in the woods, I feel in total harmony and bliss when I walk barefoot on the soft but tough ground.
I’ve always loved the woods out in my old homestead, we were surrounded by nature and I couldn’t have asked for a better place to grow up. I remember when I was younger I wanted to run away from my house so I packed up what I knew I needed and went to my safe spot for a few hours. No one knew where I was which was blissfully scarey, meaning I was fine with my surroundings just not at night. So it’s safe to say that our sanctuaries are what we make them, well that’s just my thinking.:)

Mountain Biking with my teacher and my friends

by Jon Kammeyer – read more at http://thefreemasoners.blogspot.com/

So last friday I went mountain biking with a bunch of my friends on moscow mountain. I had a blast, I got to see some really cool old cabins that were up there, some old gold mining sheds and just some really cool old stuff. The reason I liked it was because I have gone mountain biking before but never on that scale of wickedness. I was going down this one trail and it felt like I was lying high over the world with the sound of the universe behind me . It was all good because my teacher let me ride his bike because the back axle on my bike broke. But all in all it was a fun time and I think we are going again this coming Friday.

Just a little line that came outta my mind  

by Caleb Martin  [Read more at: http://poormanscaddi.blogspot.com/]

Looking closely at the future, tryna figure what is best,
as I’m analyzing features, heading farther farther west,
hoping I could find a balance, get this shit up off my chest,
like I’m runnin round in circles, ima trash you like the rest.
Feel like I’m drifting far away into the blackness of space,
find the answer to the question, cover up with blankets in,

Batman and Harley Quinn in Heaven

This post is a poem in response to an English assignment.  Students wrote a poem imitating the one studied in class.

By Shyann Burch (inspired by “Emily Dickinson and Elvis Presley in Heaven” by Hans Ostrom)

She calls him Brucie, finally caught

up on the identity of the famed Dark Knight.

He calls her Harls, and is constantly amused

with all of her tomfoolery even here.


In heaven Bruce no longer has to mask

himself with his cape and cowl. He now wears his true identity

and emphasizes it with a simple shirt and pants.

No more hiding now that the work is done.


Harley went through many changes

through the years. She dons her classic

black and red slim jumpsuit, carrying her hammer.

She gets up to her best antics in this outfit.


Bruce and Harley take walks in Heaven talking

of old times, of old battles.  She begs for his secrets

to escaping Puddin’s traps. Which he gracefully

slips out of and distracts her.


Harley, up to her timeless tricks, teaches

him a new way to think,

teaches him how to let loose and be free

He plays along and enjoys the unlikely friendship.


Bruce explains how to be honest and fair.

He calms her when she yearns for the Joker.

He puts up with her crazy mood swings.

She comes to enjoy their unlikely friendship.


They know why God make them

roommates. It’s because Gotham was their home;

its because they had a lot to share;

its because they have a lot to learn and laugh with each other.


by Chris Morgan

Read More at: http://babydaddychris.blogspot.com/2015/03/mma.html

MMA is like no other sport out there. MMA is a adrenaline filled sport that is very intense and one of the most fun things I have ever done in my life. The day I ran into and old friend who was a professional fighter at the time and he asked if I ever wanted to fight. I of course said yes because my whole life id always loved to fight but I could never do it legally. So after I said yes he told me he was retiring soon and wanted to stay in the MMA game so he was looking for people to train. I told him that Zach and I would be down, and not a week after I ran into him we started training. MMA has changed my life a lot in a sense that I have somewhere to aim my anger.

I have had one fight so far and have two upcoming. My next fight will be April 3rd and the one after that is April 11th. Two fights a week apart will be intense and hard but i’m very confidant in my skill and I know I will win both of these fights. I’m very confidant in my skills because i’m not like most other fighters I get paired up with. The fighters I get paired up with are either hard core wrestlers or boxers. Ive grown up being a boxer and I’m more confidant on my feet but, when it comes to being on the ground my trainer Brandon has taught me everything I need to know and I can submit people like its nothing. Im very fast on my feet and can run circles around my opponents, I wear them down then go in for the kill. My next to fights should go very smoothly and I will be able to built up my record to a positive one. I should already be 1-0, 1 win 0 losses but my first fight the ref seemed to not want me to win. After my next two fights my record will be  2-1.

My Brother

by Chris Morgan

[read more at: babydaddychris.blogspot.com/2015/02/my-bro.html]

My brother and I never really got along when we were younger but as we got older we got a lot closer. He is in the army now so we don’t get to talk much but when we do talk its for a long time because we gotta catch each other up on what’s going on.

My brother’s been in the army for almost a year now and I’ve only seen him once since he left. Its hard but I know he loves his job and I’m very proud of him. My brother’s a great guy and he likes to have fun. When he came home everyone in my family was here and we were all stoked that he was back, even though he was only back for a week. Me and my brother had a few nights together and during the day we hung out at home with all the family. He was here when I proposed to Sigourney, and I was really glad he was.

When I found out the day he was coming back, I made plans to get Sigourney and Lillyanna to come here so my brother could meet them. I thought it was amazing because when she saw him her face lit up and she was so happy. I’ m just so glad they like each other!