The rising tide

Okay This is cool!

Betty G.

04/21/2013

Sam Berkson Performs His Poem “Ode to the Bicycle”

So what is so cool here? He are teachers and a performers, who brings poetry to life for their students. They the teachers you wish you had, instead of the ex-marine, who told you all your questions were personnel problems. Yea, I had that guy. He was an Algebra teacher. How are Algebra questions personnel problems? Ask a marine.

I first heard about English teacher Sam Berkson and Art teacher Chris Beschi in an article here in The Guardian. I can’t tell you how jealous I am of kids in his classes. Must be incredible.

Bedroom window #123

Betty G.

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04/20/2013

4/20/2013

polychromatic

Cold wet days color new days

Season is in flux

Daniel Beaty

04/20/2013

This is incredible and moving and I loved it.

Bedroom window #122

Betty G.

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04/19/2013

4/19/2013

Cold silvery sky

New growth hidden in the mist

I always miss this

________

I usually never see days like this because I stay inside on cold wet days. This is the first year I have really made an effort to not let days like this go unnoticed. The wind is howling like crazy, and it felt wet and cold when I opened the window to take the picture, but I am still going to wrap up and go for a walk. I never want to miss days like this again.

My first slam – Tell Tale 45

Betty G.

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04/18/2013

I reworked Love letter #1 and turned it into this. This was what I was going to read, but after three lines I froze. I froze and stood their silent until the judge said “time,” about five times. So I stood there for 3 minutes. Wow. That was a bit embarrassing, but it was actually great. I got off that stage and got about 20 hugs and everyone clapped. I also feel like I still accomplished something cool, and now I have a great story, and I met allot of amazing and very supportive artists. So my next reading is April 28th. I know I can do it and have my paper before me if I need it, but I do not think I will. So that went well, depending on how you look at it. I think it was probably more painful for the people watching then for me. So there you go, I am a performance artist. Sort of.