My parents were teachers. Dad taught history, and Mom taught English composition and literature. I played school when I was a child. Math and science are hard, but I don’t remember learning how to read. I still read as much as I can.
I studied and worked in special education for 20 years. Then a chronic illness changed my ability to sustain the physical work. It was also time to return to Wisconsin for my mother’s old age. I am well within the quiet small town life we enjoy now.
At the same time, I did not realize what a missing piece teaching was in my life.
The Haiku Foundation gave me an opportunity to write lesson plans. I cannot think of a Mother’s Day gift my mother would enjoy more than knowing I am using my teaching gifts again. My mother also encouraged me to learn a form, and that’s how I began with haiku in the early 1990s.
The latest plan at The Haiku Foundation:
It is interesting how in a way I am in my mother’s literary world, and I also enjoy learning about haiku history. The haiku lessons I am writing also reflect my work in special education, and include adaptations so all can participate. The goal is for all students to have a positive experience with poetry.
In loving memory
Harold and Enola Borgh
Ellen Grace Olinger