Most of my blog posts are fun, whimsical, or educational. This one is not.
This is the story of a five-year-old boy who lived with the feeling that his mother was mad at him. It is a story of sadness, grief, and longing.…
Most of my blog posts are fun, whimsical, or educational. This one is not.
This is the story of a five-year-old boy who lived with the feeling that his mother was mad at him. It is a story of sadness, grief, and longing.…
I am going to recycle a post I did several years ago. It is a post about tragedy but also about why I teach and accept the good and the bad.
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We were given the question at an in-service about the day that we wanted to quit teaching.
Working on 9/11 in a school was a difficult undertaking. All of the obvious questions swirled in our heads. Do we tell the children? Do you interrupt teaching to view it? Not every classroom had a projector or TV so do we show them anything?…
We were given the question at an in-service about the day that we wanted to quit teaching. Every teacher has them and we were asked to keep this private and think about how that might also apply to students and how they feel about school.…