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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
When we returned from winter break, a new face was waiting for us. After a year of conversation, fundraising, and coordinating with the sign company, the Seed finally has a new sign. We’ve had a steady stream of positive feedback all week from students, parents, grandparents, and social media followers. In fact, one of our . . . Read More
Today is the winter solstice. I love this day because of its symbolism and how it invites us to tune in to the light within each other and ourselves. It’s a time of hope. At the Seed, it has another meaning; it’s what we celebrate this time of year as a school to be inclusive . . . Read More
Although the weather still feels like autumn, we are headed toward the official first day of winter next Thursday. It will be an especially meaningful solstice this year since the Seed’s Celebration of the Winter Solstice falls on the actual day for our 2017 event. Our fall semester ends a week later this year, so . . . Read More
Another feast has come and gone. We had perfect weather and delicious food, thanks to teachers, parents, and students. Hundreds of hungry, friendly families gathered to celebrate our Seed community. It was gratitude at its finest. Each year our intention is to approach the Thanksgiving holiday with a genuine sense of gratitude. The challenge is . . . Read More
Grateful grandparents, the food drive, and a sand village were a perfect combination to usher in the season of gratitude. Our wonderful grandparents group met on Monday. After addressing a few business items, grandparents arranged themselves in pairs to discuss questions around the topic of gratitude. Taken from Seth Godin’s Thanksgiving Reader (http://sethgodin.typepad.com/seths_blog/2015/11/a-thanksgiving-reader.html), questions led . . . Read More
I’ve had a relationship with invented spelling since I started teaching in 1977. Particularly during the 1980s when writing workshop in schools was spreading all over the country, invented spelling has played a big role in the lives of Seed writers and teachers. “Invented spelling, sometimes referred to as inventive spelling, is the practice of . . . Read More
Occasionally ideas slither like a snake around the Seed, and we never know where they’ll end up. Wednesday was one of those days. Each year around Halloween, PreK students take on the study of a creature that generally creeps out humans, creatures like bats, spiders, and snakes. Snakes are this year’s chosen species. Coincidentally, the . . . Read More
Years ago, while visiting a friend near Concord, Massachusetts, we took a day trip to Walden Pond. I’ve been a fan of Thoreau since my teens, so standing in the space where he spent his two years, two months, and two days at Walden Pond was significant. That day I soaked in the essence of . . . Read More
Our Seed writers are on fire. It’s a rebirth of the writer’s workshops that were prevalent at the Seed in the 80s and 90s. Although there have been threads of writing throughout the school’s history, we wanted to re-establish the depth and volume of the past. So every Wednesday of our summer program we met . . . Read More
The first days of autumn in Phoenix often feel more symbolic than actual. As friends in other parts of the country start pulling out their sweaters and long pants, we’re celebrating the occasional day when temperatures dip into double digits. Even so, there are other signs that the season is changing. Sunflowers that have withstood . . . Read More
I always appreciate how things come together here at the Seed. Sometimes we call it the Seed magic. This week was no exception. As we kicked off the final week of our nutrition study, we also held our first grandparent gathering on Monday. Grandparents appeared from the Phoenix area, as well as San Diego, South . . . Read More
Often a study begins with a question. “Where does hummus come from?” “What does candy do for your body?” “How can we turn into food detectives?” Questions like these are surfacing around the Seed as we prepare to embark on our annual school-wide nutrition study. We’ve had many successful studies in the past and expect . . . Read More