
Me?
What if I told you that the day my grandmother gave me a dinky white portable typewriter I made each of my family members mailboxes for The Friday Night Flash out of a Captain Crunch cereal box? What if I told you that I can still feel the tin keys, hear the comforting “plunk, plunk, plunk” as I whiled away childhood? What if I told you that the day the typewriter came into my life was the day that I became a writer?
What if I told you that when my grandmother died I stumbled upon a box that contained a sizeable archive of those newspapers that continue to twitter, “imagination matters” … what if I told you this is why I decided to set off on an incredible journey into the world of education?
Would you believe me if I told you that I became a teacher at a tag sale, transformed 100-square feet of our flat roof bungalow to a one-room school house, invited 7 families to join my Guild, and delivered my third child a week before the first day of class?
True story.
Fast forward…
I spent a good deal of my life , nearly 30 years, bringing shape to the Guild Method. This is where i centered my work. Though we eventually moved from the shelter of flat roof bungalow anymore, our guildschool was a cluster of cozy spaces where children engage in their important work. Having retired Waterhouse Guild, I often pause to soak in the memory of that glorious hum. Founding academics on creativity was at times chaotic, often loud, but it affords our students ample opportunity to bring shape to their ideas. And this is worth every bit of the swirling motion, every single elevated decibel!
I suppose you’d say I’m a visionary, the founding director of an academic amalgamation.
I’m a wife— 37 years and counting. I’m the mother of four amazing adult children.
Long ago I received my bachelor’s in biological psychology and fine art, graduate training in clinical art therapy, and later in life chased down an MFA in writing. My book, Habits of Being: Artifacts From the Classroom Guild recounts the many observations and ideas that sprang from schooling my children and others.
I’m a founding partner of Blackbird & Company and love bringing shape to the curriculum we offer.
I’m often puzzled when asked, “How do you keep all those plates in the air?”
My response? “It’s either that or stand barefoot in shards of porcelain.”
Guess I see life teeming with possibility. I’m with the Red Queen on this one, “Why sometimes I’ve believe as many as six impossible things before breakfast.”
So that’s me.
I suppose it all boils down to that dinky white portable typewriter.
——————————-

One of my earliest memories of fourth grade is sitting in class listening with rapt attention to my teacher reading a mystery story about a castle. Somehow the title is long forgotten. Oh, how I wished she would read out loud all the time and skip math lessons. The other strong elementary school memory is my hours in the awesome school library. I became a library assistant, filing cards and learning the Dewey Decimal System. The best part was handling all the books and challenging myself to read authors like Madeleine L’Engle and John Steinbeck. Books took me away from my troubles at home and on the playground. Books were like a vacation for my brain!
