Lessons on Slowing Down
People often ask me, as a person who has spent nearly twenty years in the classroom, what I think about AP classes. Should their child take this AP or that AP? And they are often surprised by my my...
View ArticleHow I Tricked My Book Club Into Writing
My neighborhood book club has been going strong for nearly three years. This time I was the host, and (gasp) I made them write. Continue reading →
View ArticleDoes Size Matter?
For the first time in my life, I plan to attend a Budget meeting for my local school district, set for March 14, 2011. Why? It is my understanding that in my district no one attends these meetings, and...
View ArticleLessons From A Meat Truck
One year ago I bought truck meat. You heard me. Not one but two cute dudes drove into my driveway offering me steaks, chicken breasts and shellfish. Initially, I was skeptical. But I saw the meat had...
View ArticleLessons From The Sludge
Summertime makes me think of all the food and music festivals I've enjoyed over the years. I recall one particularly soggy Jazz & Heritage Festival in New Orleans, especially. Where I waited 30...
View ArticleGazpacho for Muchacho
A few days ago our family was eating dinner. It was a warm, breezy summer night and we were having our supper outside at our heavy black wrought-iron table, under our umbrella in the backyard. It was a...
View ArticleGratitude: It Is Decided
I am beyond grateful today. When I asked people to help me to design a new header for this blog, I didn’t think anyone would do it. As usual, I have been surprised by this wonderful writing community....
View ArticleSnacks For Summer Camp: A #Giveaway via @GoGoSqueez
When I went to overnight camp, we weren’t supposed to bring any food from home. Instead, we got to visit “canteen” once a week, where we could select two treats. I always selected one half-melted...
View ArticleWhen Good Intentions Go Wrong
While standing in the checkout line at the grocery store with a full cart, a woman showed up carrying a carton of milk, a tube of toothpaste, and a screaming infant. I remembered what it was like when...
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