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Volume 3 Number 9

U.S.Coast Guard AVDET 157 welcomes the opportunity during deployment to the South Pole to communicate with classrooms across the United States. Throughout the voyage, aviation personnel will correspond with schools that are interested in Operation Deep Freeze...
Apple Seeds: Inspirational quotes by Barb Erickson
Special Days This Month by Ron Victoria
Featured Schools
One (9/11 poem) and September poem
The Lighter Side of Teaching
  • YENDOR'S Top Ten by RandyAk
  • Goose Holler by Goose
  • Schoolies
  • Woodhead
  • Handy Teacher Recipes
    Classroom Crafts
    Help Wanted - Teaching Jobs
    Rhyming With Pancakes from the Lesson Bank by Paul Many
    Upcoming Ed Conferences
    Letters to the Editor
    Teachers.Net Survey Chatboard Poll: What Makes a Truly Great Principal?
    The Light In Our Lives by Pamela Owen
    A Project for Exchanging Creative Lessons & Ideas by Sandy Andrews
    September Columns
    September Articles
    September Informational Items
    Gazette Home Delivery:



    As the soot and dirt and ash rained down,
    We became one color.
    As we carried each other down the stairs of the burning building
    We became one class.
    As we lit candles of waiting and hope
    We became one generation.
    As the firefighters and police officers fought their way into the inferno
    We became one gender.
    As we fell to our knees in prayer for strength,
    We became one faith.
    As we whispered or shouted words of encouragement,
    We spoke one language.
    As we gave our blood in lines a mile long,
    We became one body.
    As we mourned together the great loss
    We became one family.
    As we cried tears of grief and loss
    We became one soul.
    As we retell with pride of the sacrifice of heros
    We become one people.

    We are
    One color
    One class
    One generation
    One gender
    One faith
    One language
    One body
    One family
    One soul
    One people

    We are The Power of One.
    We are United.
    We are America.

    Cheryl Sawyer


    THE golden-rod is yellow;
    The corn is turning brown;
    The trees in apple orchards
    With fruit are bearing down.

    The gentian's bluest fringes
    Are curling in the sun;
    In dusty pods the milkweed
    Its hidden silk has spun.

    The sedges flaunt their harvest,
    In every meadow nook;
    And asters by the brook-side
    Make asters in the brook.

    From dewey lanes at morning
    The grapes' sweet odors rise;
    At noon the roads all flutter
    With yellow butterflies.

    By all these lovely tokens
    September days are here,
    With summer's best of weather,
    And autumn's best of cheer.

    But none of all this beauty
    Which floods the earth and air
    Is unto me the secret
    Which makes September fair.

    'T is a thing which I remember;
    To name it thrills me yet:
    One day of one September
    I never can forget.

    Helen Hunt Jackson