Mrs. Burch Virtual Open House

Welcome to a new and exciting year in Kindergarten! This year you will learn lots of fun and new things. I look forward to working with all my students and their parents to make this a successful year for all. I am also excited to have Mrs. Moffatt as a co-teacher facilitating with instruction. Parents, please feel free to check in the office and visit our classroom.

Supply List

Headphones

crayons

pencils

glue sticks

3 Composition Notebooks

Pencil Box

4 Handwriting Tablets

Reusable water bottle or bottled water

Package of skinny dry erase markers

Box of tissue

Rolls of paper towels

Disinfectant Wipes

Complete change of clothes(underwear, socks, pant, shirt) in a ZIPLOK bag labeled with child's name

Package of paper lunch bags

Boys: 1 box of Gallon size ZIPLOCK Bags

Girls: 1 box of Quart size ZIPLOCK Bags

My Soul's Own Voice

The old woman artist, mother of my mother, sat still

beside a window in her studio.

Looking out into the world beyond,

she spoke to me in a soft, familiar hush like rustled grass.

And in a litany borne of age and wisdom said ‑‑ as if to the air,

the heavens and the shadows:

“Luckily, I had some teachers

who changed my life.

They saw in me a child of wonder

and of promise.

For at that time of beginnings, it was an image

I had pushed far away from myself.

With gentleness and kindness

they took me by my hand, and heart, and mind

and led me through great doors

too large for small children to open.

They knew, beyond these doors, I would glimpse

the image of my true self.

There would be my destiny and the future visions

of my imaginings.

Through those portals of splendor,

I met the flurried magic of art and music and

the rhythmed words of ancients.

There were such patterns, sounds and sights

that struck me all but dumb in their resplendence.

And in those special places were the surprises and

connections to my inner self.

Through the efforts of those dedicated few

I entered new worlds of wonder and achievement,

to find at last my soul’s own voice.

It was they who let me look upon their magic mirrors,

thus finding the vision of my special face.”

Then she turned to me, smiling

and pointing to her still wet wares,

her prizes

and the children of her imagination, said:

“All of this has been possible because of them.

My child, remember well,

for you have chosen a profession

that has great power.

To teach,

Learn to use that power well.”

References

My Soul's Own Voice - The Second Principle. (2018). Retrieved from https://thesecondprinciple.com/homepage/poetry-corner-poems-teaching-learning/souls-voice/

Owen Wilson, Ed. D, L. (2018). My Soul's Own Voice - The Second Principle. Retrieved from https://thesecondprinciple.com/homepage/poetry-corner-poems-teaching-learning/souls-voice/