Posts filed under: Notes from the Playground

Notes from the Playground: Squirm

This morning –  yes, I know, at the last minute – I began searching for a Valentine’s Day story to post.  While he may not have meant it as one, I thought Greg John’s story, Squirm, was made to order. ...
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Notes from the Playground: Tattoo

Matthew, a fast sneakered ten-year old, beat me to the playground this morning. Better to say he bolted across the blacktop. I didn’t try to keep up. He jumped on the monkey bars, and grasped the high bar with his...
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Notes from the Playground: Up

Yard duty Monday morning began with clouds punching across a square patch of blue above our playground. Then, in the span of half a recess, a storm front arrived in full and paused overhead. Temperatures dropped and I turtled up in my...
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Greg John’s Notes From the Playground

I must have read “Trumpet” half a dozen times, trying to find the words to describe it. What is it about Oswaldo’s story that captivates me so? I think that given our challenging times, this improbable story caught my imagination...
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Notes from the Playground: “Matches”

A special story for the 4th of July. “Matches” — Greg John Big surprises can arrive in quiet ways. That’s how I met my newest fire-starter, Xavier. Ms. Carter brought the curly-haired, big spectacled second grader through my door. Young...
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Principal Reflection: Chomp

Notes from the Playground: Chomp — Greg John Carlos and Tamia, both kindergartners, sat on my playground bench this morning. I told them to plant their backsides there until I could clear up a couple of things. Carlos wriggled. His...
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Principal Reflection: What if the rain never stops?

Notes from the Playground: Rain Sixty kindergartners and I sat huddled in the cafeteria. Rain slapped against the windows and the roar of falling water came on strong. The rumble alone brought a hush to this bundled little pack of five year-olds....
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Principal Reflection: A Sweet Story for Your Weekend

Notes from the Playground, Story #4  Sugar A first grader named Leonard caught my eye this morning not so much because of how he moved, but because he did not move at all. That’s odd, I thought. Leonard never stops moving. Instead,...
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Principal Reflection: Cracked

Notes from the Playground: Cracked Four young girls got into a scrape on the yard. One nudged another in passing. The other took the nudge as a shove. Then came two right jabs, one left hook, a trail of tears,...
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Principal Reflection: Flash

Thanks to Greg John for another terrific story from Notes from the Playground.  Greg John writes: I’ve been an elementary and middle school principal for fifteen years now. I think often about the fate of boys in schools and beyond....
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