Living Life Twice For Ten Years!

This year represents ten years in existence for this humble little blog- Living Life Twice. It is with equal amounts of surprise and delight that it continues to bubble along. Almost 750 posts have been shared across that time.

It all began back in 2008 as an attempt to further support the teachers and students I worked with in schools. I thought of the blog as an efficient way to connect with teachers from different settings, many of whom indicated  similar needs when teaching writing. It continues to motivate many of my writing life thoughts.

A further motivation was my own writing experience while in grade 5 many years ago. I did not want today's students to have a similar negative learning experiences with writing. We were not taught how to write. We were mostly told what to write. Our teacher owned the topic and the genre. We were even denied the opportunity to rehearse our writing ideas. The teacher controlled everything. it was our task to respond as best we could. It lacked …

Slice of Life Story -When Words Come Calling at Day's End

Words shape our sense of self and sense of place. As a child, my father regularly engaged me in wordplay. He awoke my awareness of their power and application. As a result, I have always enjoyed words.
For many years I have been collecting them in my notebooks and on paper scraps having gleaned them from conversations in which I participated, or merely overheard. I have  scavenged them like buried treasure from readings and research. Some of these words used by extraordinary writers and poets have set my head spinning and my heart singing with joy at their sound and shape and power. There is something quite magical in the way certain words instantly enhance our relationship with people and places.

In Charlotte Zolotow's picture book 'The Seashore Book' I met the word 'squaggling' for the first time when the author wrote -'the crabs were squaggling at our feet.'

More recently Robert MacFarlane has shared words such as blatter, spangin, scraunching and marcescen…

Slice Of Life Story- Fostering Conversation and Curiosity

The childhood of my youth has most definitely gone the way of tape recorders, cassette players and similar recording devices. It is either defunct or at best on life support. When sharing childhood experiences with today’s generation of students, I realize that our respective childhood experiences, generally, and in particular with regard to technology, remain worlds apart.

There are other difference of course. My generation grew up in small houses with big backyards. The focus of our daily existence was pretty much the world outdoors. We survived all the rough and tumble of childhood sans Google. Many of us enjoyed exceptional latitude when wishing to explore our immediate world. The children I now work with, (and I’m talking in general terms here) find the focus of their lives increasingly turns towards the indoors. The growth of technology in its myriad forms calls them like a siren to remain under cover. X box, computer games, DVD’s win out over an outdoor lifestyle.

 So many kids t…

That Bittersweet Time When You Begin A New Writer's Notebook

I always hold mixed feelings about commencing a new notebook. I am quite excited about the prospect of filling the fresh pages and I enthusiastically embrace the challenge. To see my words spread out and over the previously unmarked pages is a buzz for me as a writer.  I’m involved in the act of capturing the raw stuff of my writing life and bringing order to my messy mind. The harvesting of words and ideas adds to the energy of writing in this new place. I am like the farmer who ploughs a new field.

I often make a conscious decision to choose a new notebook with different dimensions to its predecessor.  I embrace its unique shape and form. I am keen to shape this new notebook in a way that establishes its difference from previous notebooks. The contents will add further to the individuality. There will be new discoveries. 

This time remains a bittersweet moment in my writing life. It is that time when I am faced with saying farewell to a trusted friend. I am saying goodbye to a travell…

Summer Reading For Those Who Teach Writing

It remains ever important to continue to build a knowledge base around your pedagogy. For those charged with the responsibility to teach writing it is important to seek out books deepen understanding. Books that provoke thought about the most effective ways to go about the role of being a writing teacher and a teacher who writes.

Investing in one's professional self, ensures a better outcome for student learners. After more than four decades in education I continue to feed my need to know. 

Teachers tell me how each summer they put aside time to read at least one professional book. It's a choice, but it's also a statement of intent. You only do it when you are ready to receive. The fog of the classroom has cleared and your vision for what's possible improves.

Teachers also ask, what should I be reading? So, to assist in that direction I will share with you some books I have found invaluable in recent times. Books that were both affirming and thought provoking. Books that …

Slice Of Life Story-The Trials Of A Left Handed Writer

Amazingly I learnt to write using my left hand. An achievement against the prevailing beliefs of the day. My very first teacher saw it as her mission in life to ‘fix’ the poor, wretched little boy suffering from what she clearly diagnosed as left handed disease. She must have thought, 'This child must be re formatted! If he remains left handed he will be forever condemned to writing in a scrawl that no one will be able to read. Ugly hand, ugly hand.'

...They tried to say it couldn't be done, it mustn't be done. They took the pencil out of my left hand and placed it in my right hand. It felt unnatural. It felt weird. It was not right. More to the point it was not left. I was not about to conform. At least they didn't try tying my hand behind my back. Watch me I said. I may be an oddball, left handed scribbler but I am a determined oddball. I mean how boring would the world be if everyone wrote with their right hand?

So I dug my toes in –and my hands too, I guess, and …

Writer's Notebooks And Summer Promises

At the end of each school year, I write, urging teachers to quarantine a little time for writing over the summer vacation period. This year my message remains on song. If you are a teacher who writes, it is easier to present as a writer who teaches. 

In recent weeks I have met numerous teachers who have told me they will be taking up the challenge of keeping their own writer’s notebooks. Well, that notebook will need feeding and the summer presents as a potential feast…
I am aware of the level of exhaustion that exists in schools at year’s end. The need to tie up a multitude of loose ends prior to school closing for the summer holidays is paramount. It’s a race to the finish line. The last week of school seems to take the longest time of all the many school weeks though. School becomes the epicentre of fatigue for both students and staff.
I am also aware that on summer’s horizon teachers will have free time to relax and regenerate their energy reserves.  A time for relaxation, holidays, …