I’m a workaholic. I don’t mean to be a workaholic, but I’m curious, like to be in charge, and will do anything that I think will help kiddos. This dubious triad of traits creates mad stress in my life, which I mostly thrive on, but on occasion, I look around and ask, “Why am I
When I was five years old, in order to begin my school career, my kindergarten teacher, Mrs. Holloway, had to pry me off my mother’s leg and coax me into her classroom with promises of making a necklace out of macaroni. It worked, and for 40 years, I have calibrated my life to the school
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I’ve known since I joined Twitter four years ago that the education community, or PLN (professional learning network), is amazing. I don’t follow anyone who is not an educator or affiliated with educators, and my main goal when scrolling is to get inspired. In the last blog, I posed the question, “How can we, as teachers,
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When my husband and I were dating, and we had all the time in the world, back when we strolled through bookstores, we stumbled upon a book called The Book of Questions. We bought it, placed it in the glovebox of my car, and we pulled it out every time we were stuck in traffic, on
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Tonight, at my daughter’s orchestra concert, right before the conductor appeared from the wings, a young man accidentally bumped his music stand. His binder tumbled down, his music spilling onto the floor. His stand partner knelt down, whisked his papers up for him, arranged it on the stand, all as the conductor walked out. There
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When you tell people that you are a middle school teacher, do they give you an apologetic smile, or say “God bless you,” or “Better you than me?” I’ve found that many people miss the beauty of the middle school world because they don’t know the most defining characteristic of this age: students are reaching
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