Dear Amanda and Peter,
Once when I was rafting, (Jodi can tell you which river), our raft stuck in Hell Hole, a sink hole kind of thing that spanned the width of the river. Our raft was completely submersed under water, with all of us still sitting in it. It was such a strange feeling, sitting in the raft with water above me. I remember looking up at the water and thinking "This is not good." I wasn't really sure what to do, but then our raft popped back up to the surface and flung me into the cold rapids. A guide on the bank threw me a rescue line and pulled me to shore.
Writing was a lot like that this year. I was submerged in this thing that wouldn't let me go and I didn't know what to do. The institute was a rescue line for me, a line back to myself. The pieces I selected for my portfolio are a reflection of this stuck stage and my inaugural steps back out of it.
The first piece, "The Escape Artist", tells a story that grips me even after many years. I think about Brice daily. His story directed many of the changes I made in my approach to writing with my young writers. It was a gift to come back to it after a year and tie that story to my current practice.
"The Gray Hair" was a way for me to show all of my cards at the pre-retreat. So much of this year required me to put on a brave face, often a fake face. It was important to me to begin this institute honestly, even though it meant exposing vulnerability. I fleshed out the raw truth and was surprised that it resonated with others. Donald Murray says "The more personal I am, the more universal I become." Never has that been more true for me than this year.
One of the hardest and most rewarding pieces I wrote this summer was "Hands". It started as I wrote with my students, transformed during my presentation, demanded that I work on it at the writing marathon, and finally rested when I realized that a multimodal document was the genre that would house it best. I did not include the multimodal document because that's for Terry, but I did include the text. During the writing marathon I followed Lynn's good advice, I stopped fighting it and gave myself permission to write about this thing until I didn't need to anymore. Giving myself the freedom to write about it as much as I needed to was apparently the key to being set free.
I've included "Clipless Pedals" because I love me some cycling and I love writing about the funny things that happen on my bike. Life can be funny, so very funny, and I no longer take that for granted.
The final piece I've included in my portfolio is "Big Voice". It's a found poem from Newkirk's book. It represents two things. First, it captures my desire to return to writing poetry. Secondly, it illustrates the beliefs I hold true as a writing teacher. It also conveys the responsibility I feel to speak up for what I know is true about fostering a love of writing in children.
Thank you for allowing me to attend the institute a second time. Thank you for being a rescue line. Thank you for encouraging me to pursue bigger things in the arena of writing and teaching writing. It's more than I ever imagined for myself. I am grateful and blessed.
Fondly,
Alicia McCauley
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