tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752544695499885154.post4313702947560558115..comments2024-03-22T03:21:52.628-04:00Comments on Reading, Teaching, Learning: Slice of Life Challenge - Day 30 - Death of a PigHolly Muellerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00476411667354933648noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752544695499885154.post-28193685843967320762020-11-02T18:57:11.305-05:002020-11-02T18:57:11.305-05:00I also have Mr. Uritis to thank for my introductio...I also have Mr. Uritis to thank for my introduction to the Essays of E.B. White, a book which still has a spot in my library. I found your blog entry when I was searching for him online. I wonder if he's still around. It was on his advice that I learned to type, as well. He made a point of telling any college-bound student that typing was an essential skill. Thanks for the memories.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10553233091296311489noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752544695499885154.post-84614427886049737302014-03-31T19:15:18.521-04:002014-03-31T19:15:18.521-04:00I can't believe this! Charlotte's Web is ...I can't believe this! Charlotte's Web is also my favorite book! The best first line ever written is "Where is Papa going with that ax!" I have cried every time I read it aloud when I was teaching third grade. <br />Today, a student said to me, "The only parts that ever make me cry are when an animal dies." Oh, so true. In Wonder, I wept real tears. <br />Holly, I want to send you a copy of my book Blessen. Can you email me with your snail mail address? margaretsmn at gmail dot com.Margaret Simonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04434866104385187658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752544695499885154.post-52393464268728912732014-03-30T21:59:08.001-04:002014-03-30T21:59:08.001-04:00Oh wow, I am going to miss the daily reflections o...Oh wow, I am going to miss the daily reflections of your childhood on the farm. I loved the way that you just described some of the lives and deaths of your farm animals, especially Charlotte who I was SO glad never became a hamburger. You were very real farmers and I have loved reading about how much you loved all of your animals. Melanie Meehanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15771712134098949362noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752544695499885154.post-64825170929164399842014-03-30T19:34:31.834-04:002014-03-30T19:34:31.834-04:00Pets are as close as family members and their deat...Pets are as close as family members and their death is just as traumatic. I don't think I could have survived on a farm. elsiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01348895330633879894noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752544695499885154.post-78410769912417460702014-03-30T18:26:51.755-04:002014-03-30T18:26:51.755-04:00What a wonderful post, Holly, you knit so many ele...What a wonderful post, Holly, you knit so many elements of your life together. I suppose, growing up on a farm, this was much more part of your life than fro city slickers like me - but your heart must have broken each time. PS> The photographs from your holiday were awesome - so glad that you had a great time!Tarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13626451110946889157noreply@blogger.com