Gentle Teaching in La Ronge
What a beautiful town. The sun was bright until past 10 p.m. - amazing. The lake is HUGE - imagine the size of the fish, if you can find them. It's neat to watch the planes come in and go out from the water. I wonder if the people who live there ever get tired of waving to everyone any time someone goes past? We sure felt welcomed when we went there to bring a GT workshop last week. We stayed in a furnished apartment they keep for itinerant instructors at NORTEP, so we had a little home-away-from-home while we were there.
87 people attended the two-day workshop. Unbelievable, in a region with a population of 5000, including the reserve(s) and Air Ronge. That's the equivalent of around 2500 attending in Saskatoon. They are looking for ways to change the random violence that occurs. We drove one gal home on our way out, and she shared the about various deaths in her family over the past few months. There was talk of bringing us back to work in the school system with the younger kids to start fostering a gentle community spirit in the hearts of the little ones in hopes of them moving into mentorship roles as they grow up. A neat idea.
We came home to a house in happy chaos. The grandparents managed the kids' schedules (and probably have a new appreciation for what it means when they ask, 'how are things' and we say 'oh, busy but good'). The painters were done with the front of the house, the gravel pile is waiting for the siders to finish so we can move it where it needs to go, the deck is beautiful but incomplete, lights need to be put up, no doorbell, debris everywhere, a blown budget... Renovations. They never end. We have a hurry-up to-do list until mid-July, and look forward to the odd moment of quiet here and there. Tim is outta town for another 3-day workshop in Swift Current this week, and I think there's another one somewhere before end of June. I'm so glad he has a comfy air-conditioned vehicle with a big fat warranty, cuz he's burning up the Trans Canada this month.
And it is cheesecake season - er, I mean birthday season at the House of Jones. There goes the diet...
Junior Jones #1 is 16 in less than a week. Junior #2 is readying for his Grade 8 grad. J#3 is more young lady than little girl. Now how does that work, when Tim and I are so young?!
87 people attended the two-day workshop. Unbelievable, in a region with a population of 5000, including the reserve(s) and Air Ronge. That's the equivalent of around 2500 attending in Saskatoon. They are looking for ways to change the random violence that occurs. We drove one gal home on our way out, and she shared the about various deaths in her family over the past few months. There was talk of bringing us back to work in the school system with the younger kids to start fostering a gentle community spirit in the hearts of the little ones in hopes of them moving into mentorship roles as they grow up. A neat idea.
We came home to a house in happy chaos. The grandparents managed the kids' schedules (and probably have a new appreciation for what it means when they ask, 'how are things' and we say 'oh, busy but good'). The painters were done with the front of the house, the gravel pile is waiting for the siders to finish so we can move it where it needs to go, the deck is beautiful but incomplete, lights need to be put up, no doorbell, debris everywhere, a blown budget... Renovations. They never end. We have a hurry-up to-do list until mid-July, and look forward to the odd moment of quiet here and there. Tim is outta town for another 3-day workshop in Swift Current this week, and I think there's another one somewhere before end of June. I'm so glad he has a comfy air-conditioned vehicle with a big fat warranty, cuz he's burning up the Trans Canada this month.
And it is cheesecake season - er, I mean birthday season at the House of Jones. There goes the diet...
Junior Jones #1 is 16 in less than a week. Junior #2 is readying for his Grade 8 grad. J#3 is more young lady than little girl. Now how does that work, when Tim and I are so young?!
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