A website blog has been on our minds at Wingra for quite some time. We thought it would be a great way to share our families’ stories, share the incredible learning that takes place every day, share the brief bright classroom moments and the long adventures of our alumni. Now seems like an especially good time to launch it.
Wingra families, email Christine (firstname.lastname@example.org) a photo or a line from a book you’re reading. Send a description of the family fort that has taken over your living room or a sound byte from your backyard. Be your identifiable self, or be anonymous. It doesn’t matter to us.
This is a space. A collective one. A place to be vulnerable together, and we’re happy to start…
It’s minutes after I ended the meeting with the Nest teachers and my son says, “Daddy, can you help me organize these books?” I pause and look up from my laptop. I walk over to the kids and ask, “How do you want to organize them?” And a sorting project is born…
(not pictured: dirty dishes piled up in the sink that I haven’t gotten to yet)
The day it snowed, I scurried off to the grocery store for essentials, figuring it would be less crowded. I lamented the empty Collectivo as I drove past. Then, I spotted a man I usually see inside the familiar cafe. The one who stays all day near that cozy fire and always seems to be at home. He was standing on the sidewalk. Not walking. Not reading anything. Just standing.
So, later in the day, we did this. From our front lawn. In a frenzy. At everyone.