I'll Write my way out
It’s been two years to the day, the second Friday in March of 2020, that the world, my world, shut down. I sat with my principal in her...
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Remember to sit under your own fig tree
"Everyone will sit under their own vine and under their own fig tree, and no one will make them afraid"...a line of words woven together...
3 Things
Jason Mraz is probably my favorite singer of all times. The way he manipulates language to create a quilting together of words and music...
All the world's a stage
"All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players: they have their exits and their entrances; and one man in his time...
I like the way you WASC it--no diggity
I "may" have forgot to mention that last spring I decided to take on the task of being our school's WASC Coordinator for the 2016-17...
Taming the Wild Horse
I have entered a new place for me both professionally and personally--I have discovered meditation. In an rare moment or rather whim I...
Why oh Why? AKA the 7 Year Itch of Teaching
As a teacher I am often asked, "Why did you go into teaching?" Most people answer altruistically with, "I want to change our future," or...
Mums the word on the drive to WonderLand.
It's Mother's Day...the one day a year I can ask the hubs for a day off from adulting without any resentment or IOUs later. In past years...
Mother May I
Out of all of the things I do in life I have realized that I was born to be a mother--not in the gender stereotypical have babies in a...
Feed the Belly, Feed the Soul
I am almost recovered (although I wish I wasn’t) from my time in the lush clutches of the Hawaiian state. This adventure back to the...