Monthly Archives: November 2012
My students turned in sentences that used a semi-colon as they walked out the door. Here’s what one had to offer: I went to school, and learned something, how ever I dont care. [sic] No kidding.
The females. Where I work all you have to say is that and people nod knowingly, sympathetically. Admin spared me from them my first semester, but I’ve been trudging the quarter mile through fog, wind storms, snow, and the hottest … Continue reading
Is it just me, or does anyone else get anxious about staff Christmas parties? This time last year I was introduced to an unusual party concept. We would draw names from a hat and then buy children’s gifts with that … Continue reading
“Tattoos mean that you’ve been through a lot,” he declared. I can’t find my notes about the conversation that dominated our dinner conversation that night, but I’ll never forget those words or the certainty with which they were spoken. Don’t … Continue reading
Still baffled about the tribute speech, one appealed, “Miss, why don’t you demonstrate?” I can speak in public. I do speak in front of groups of students every day. But when I demonstrate for a speech class I’m suddenly 16 … Continue reading
On the bulletin board across the hall from my room a bunch of index cards with cute, sparkly leaves stuck tastefully on their corners tell what our student-offenders are thankful for: Family, Mom, little siblings, older siblings, children, the Detroit … Continue reading