Ant Alert

I can’t help myself.  When I see ants, I think of PreK.   During these summer months, there is no shortage of opportunities for such sitings.  For example, I  recently spotted a colony aggressively partaking of a discarded roadside piece of pepperoni pizza.  There were easily 200 ants on the 4-bite size of pizza.   . . . Read More


90 on the 26th

On June 26th, my mom turned 90.  She lives far away and I won’t see her until later this summer.  When we asked her how she wanted to celebrate this major milestone, she said she didn’t want a big party.  Instead she said, “I want to celebrate all summer long.”  As a family, we’ve granted . . . Read More


Beautiful Mornings

As we approach the summer solstice, it’s that time of year when temperatures rise.  I notice that the number of comments about the heat also rises.  A few weeks ago, one of my yoga teachers brought up this very topic.  She continued by saying that we live here in the desert by choice, and the . . . Read More


Transitions

In the past week we’ve experienced more transitions at the Seed than at any other time of the year.  Last Wednesday we held graduation for our oldest students.  It was a time of celebration, and a time of letting go.  As a community we brought closure with families that have been a part of the Seed . . . Read More


Climbing Trees

I was a child who inhabited trees. The property around our neighborhood was full of mature trees that provided multiple sites for treehouses. Some were built by professionals who knew what they were doing. Others were kid-built and, thinking back, I’m surprised my parents allowed us to hang out so high off the ground in . . . Read More


In Preparation for Flight

Baby birds are everywhere these days.  Little ducklings swim in the canal where I walk in the mornings.  Our backyard garden regularly hosts quail families, as the parent birds tutor their young in the fine art of foraging.  Just last week I witnessed several tiny balls of fuzz attached to legs scurrying across our back . . . Read More


Four PhD’s and a Veterinarian

It’s been a dramatic week, with the Preschool 4s presenting their version of The Great Kapok Tree.  They performed the play in celebration of their rainforest study, which is coming to an end.  It’s been inspiring to see four- and five-year-olds entering the building these past few months with their handmade posters, ready to make . . . Read More


Thanks, Parents

We’ve been showered lately.  Not with spring rains bringing relief from rising temperatures, but with gifts of kindness and generosity.  Last week was Teacher Appreciation Week, and it felt like a birthday or holiday season.  I was touched by the sweet gifts, messages, and cards I received from many of our parents, and I’m not even . . . Read More


Such A Friend

On Saturday I attended a memorial service for Dr. Joan Moyer, my first ASU professor in early childhood education.  It was 1975, and I was a recently divorced single mom finally accepting the fact that I was destined to be a teacher, like the previous four generations of women in my family.  I’d already dropped . . . Read More


Holding Space

 Forty-one years ago I signed on to bring forth a school, which has now become Awakening Seed.  I was 25 years old at the time, just barely an adult.  I made the commitment because I knew it was the right thing to do.  I had two young daughters then, and I wanted them to have . . . Read More


Underground Growing

Having been an artist my whole life, making marks on the page is important to me. Recently I was discussing the drawing of young children with Deb, our Preschool 4s teacher. We were talking about the importance of children having a drawing practice and how to support them in this process. I volunteered to come . . . Read More


Sphere of Influence

As our complex world continues on its trajectory through time and space, I’m seeing that often the best way to help is to work with what’s right in front of us. Through a conversation with one of our Seed dads, I was introduced to an article that addresses this idea. The author, Kevin McCarty, explores . . . Read More


The Last Straw

Anyone who has known me for any length of time knows I’m obsessed with plastic—reducing, reusing, and recycling it.  I bring my own reusable bags wherever I shop, spreading the message to one cashier at a time about the wastefulness of plastic bags.  More and more, I make purchasing decisions based on the amount of . . . Read More


Silence Speaks Louder than Words

Sometimes silence speaks louder than words.  Such is the case with our annual silent auction of original Seed art made by students and staff.  It’s a tradition that’s gone on for well over ten years.  Originally associated with the Seed Scramble, a golf tournament held for a few years, the silent auction has taken on . . . Read More


An Earthworm Civics Lesson

Last week we received a wonderful surprise.  News arrived from the community service branch of Brady, our janitorial supply company, that the Seed had been selected as the recipient of a $2,500 Brady Shines grant to help fund our new walkway, which will enhance handicap access to our playground.  It was a reminder of the . . . Read More


An Honest Week’s Work

The Seed was infested with ants when we returned from spring break.  Not the kind of ants the PreK class is studying, human ants.  During our week off, Bill ordered fourteen tons of sand to be delivered.  The pile loomed by the swings and sand circle, inviting possibility.  Mobilization of the work force was in . . . Read More


Miracles of Multiage Learning

During my last seven years of teaching, I taught a multiage 4th/5th grade class.  They were some of my best and most memorable years as a teacher.  In fact, I’m still in touch with many of those students, who are now in their twenties.  Over the years, Awakening Seed has incorporated the multiage approach when . . . Read More


Creatures of the Earth and Sky

Monday in the kindergarten class was a spontaneous preview of our summer art camp.  The class has been studying Ecuador, guided by their student teacher who is from there.  As part of their study, the Galapagos Islands became a topic of discussion.  This grabbed my attention and brought back strong memories of a student who . . . Read More


Lucky to Be Alive Right Now

Like some of my colleagues and friends, I had the good fortune of seeing Hamilton last week.  It was like nothing I’ve ever experienced.  Everything about it was exceptional, and as I continue listening to its soundtrack, more is revealed.  Several major themes keep circling around in my mind, including standing up for what you . . . Read More


Heart Day

It was a drizzly Valentine’s Day.  I love seeing the children coming through the door on February 14th, decked out in hearts, red clothing, and lots of sparkles, eager to deliver valentines to friends and teachers.  It’s good practice for learning to read friends’ names, as handmade or store bought valentines are dropped one by . . . Read More


Upgrading the Shed

There was a time when we had chickens.  One of our talented dads built a coop for them, including the enclosure that, in recent history, has become the maintenance storage area.  The chickens have been long gone, for a variety of reasons, and the coop remained, filled with all sorts of things not suitable for . . . Read More


Moonshadow

The last morning of January, the moon had all sorts of things going on.  It was a super moon, when the moon appears larger because it’s closer to the Earth.  Additionally, it was a blue moon because it was the second full moon in the same month.  It was also a  full lunar eclipse, sometimes . . . Read More


Talking Makes a Difference

Last week I wrote about the Seed’s commitment to continuing the conversation about race and social justice.  This week we stepped into it further.  On Wednesday morning, our dear friend, Dr. Elsie Moore, paid a visit to the Seed and left us with much to ponder.  Elsie is the director of ASU’s School of Social . . . Read More


Resisting the Silence

A few days ago I ran across this quote from Martin Luther King, Jr.: “Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about what matters.” The timing was perfect, not only because we just celebrated MLK Day. It confirmed a practice we’ve had at the Seed since we began in 1977. Over the . . . Read More