Lori Gard is a teacher, parent to four children, life-partner to her husband Brian, community volunteer and expert in multi-tasking, all of which can be combined simultaneously in any random order in her current passion, blogging. She has found each facet of her life to provide endless writing material for her blog. Lori was born and raised in the Maritimes, and has lived “up West” in P.E.I. since graduating with a degree in Education from the Island’s only university in 1999. Although she will never be a born and bred Islander, she still tries to embrace life the Island way.
For the past few weeks, my two youngest children have been talking about what they want for Christmas. The lists began to form about mid-November, a modest collection of this and that. Nothing that wo...
This is all I could ever really hope for as a teacher -- to be a safe haven and a soft landing for my students to fall on. Everything else is secondary. I strive to be a person my students know will be there for them, each day and every day, through all the moments, both shining and otherwise.
11/25/2014 04:08 EST
Dear Teacher: You called after me today. I was frustrated. Angry. Tired and lonely. And I didn't want to hear someone tell me for the bazillionth time all that I had done wrong. Tell me how I had been a bully. A bad boy. The truth is: I know. I know I am a bully. I have a hard time making friends because I'm different. But you took the time.
11/05/2014 12:50 EST
I shouldn't feel this way. But I do. Inadequate. In spite of my best efforts and in spite of all I do. In spite of all I say and all I strive to be. In spite of how many braids I plait, clothes I fold...
10/22/2014 03:28 EDT
I think most would agree that these are worthwhile endeavours for learning, both in the kindergarten classroom and beyond. Yes, literacy proper and numeracy proper are valued here, but these ideals are not everything we believe is important for learning.
10/17/2014 05:16 EDT
I am a writer who happens to be a teacher. In the wee hours of the night, after the dust of the day has settled, I write about love, care and compassion, among other topics of the heart. But in the li...
10/03/2014 12:13 EDT
As a mother, I have struggled with being labelled at times. Even so recently as last week, I denounced myself in conversation with my husband as being a helicopter parent, feeling defensive about my level of involvement in our children's lives. As a mom, I find myself consistently teaching, mentoring, coaching and loving our four.
09/25/2014 09:00 EDT
Love, Tonight, we sit out on the veranda, you and I, while candles flicker quietly at our feet. Three citronella in pots reduce to liquid. I say I like the smell, and you mistakenly think that I have...
09/18/2014 11:31 EDT
All it takes is one rock to start an avalanche. That's all it takes. And in like manner, all it takes is one person to begin a cascade of love. That love and care and compassion and concern -- it's a free fall after that one encounter.
09/14/2014 08:59 EDT
When you place your precious loved one on the bus in the morning or drop them off at our classroom doors, we want you to know, parents: we do not take this responsibility we've been given lightly. And might I add, when those dear ones are returned to you again, when those precious children arrive home at the end of the day, we won't stop caring.
08/30/2014 03:02 EDT
While I clean shelves and wipe down cupboards, readying things for those little bodies and minds, I ready my own mind. Clean out the cobwebs, so to speak. I need my head to be in the game, need my thoughts to be organized. Need my mind to be clear. For when all is said and done, it's not the classroom that houses the potential and possibility to make this year the best one ever for my incoming class: it's me.
08/27/2014 12:33 EDT
Be kind to yourself -- don't hold yourself to ridiculous standards. Try not to stress about the little things that no one will remember anyway. Get more rest. Go for walks. Exercise. Recharge. And although it might be unreasonable to ask that you leave your work troubles at your desk, try not to become a slave to your work.
08/18/2014 12:13 EDT
As a teacher, this time of the year is one where my mind drifts to 'what ifs' and 'how abouts'. Summer is the time of year when teachers are finally afforded the time in which to breathe, take stock and think about what is yet to come. So while I am not ready to cash in on summer yet, here are five wishes I have for the upcoming school year, set to start in a few short weeks.
08/07/2014 12:41 EDT
We all know that motherhood is a balancing act. A fine art of juggling many breakable plates whilst appearing like everything is under control. As was the case recently when I was on my way to Charlot...
06/27/2014 06:00 EDT
Hope is truly something beautiful. But so very easy to forget when faced with the pain of loss, when faced with the pain of separation. When faced with death. And while we might forget such when in the midst of great trouble, marked by betrayal and rejection, by the tragedy of disease and unexpected loss of both minor and grave proportions.
06/20/2014 02:05 EDT
In anticipation of Father's Day on Sunday, I stumbled across a book, which I then read today to my students on the topic of animal dads. It inspired me, and with Father's Day in mind, I am offering five unique ways in which human dads can care for their children, in no certain order.
06/16/2014 08:31 EDT
Sorry too that I must start first with regret. What a poor way to begin. Bu you are leaving teaching. And a void has already been left in the wake of this momentous decision. I feel that void. And sorrow too; for when decisions like this are to be made, it is grievous. It is hard.
06/05/2014 01:00 EDT
"You'll never amount to anything. You'll never be much. You're a problem child." So he was told. And I had all but forgotten when she reminded me yet again, as we were talking just the other day, about the cruelty of words and how shattering they can be when ill-spoken. And he'll never forget those words.
04/23/2014 12:34 EDT
Warning: the contents of this article might be offensive to some. In that, it might make you conjure up images of snot, mucous, throw-up, broken arms and the like. Consider yourself trigger warned. La...
04/13/2014 10:32 EDT
"The loss of these last five days has been a disaster, with the loss of instructional time...and we need to gain back as much (of that time) as we can." (P.E.I. Minister of Education, Alan McIsaac, as...
04/05/2014 06:15 EDT
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