Monthly Archives: May 2013

Boys and Bugs

I was always afraid that I would accidentally call him by his nickname Se-“Gay”-Via after I heard it. Fortunately I wasn’t around when he lived up to this, but it appeared to be common knowledge. I was uncertain if this … Continue reading

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Rara Avis

He was a rare bird. He stopped me at the temporary weight pile outside the school building, lounging on one of the equipment, to say good-bye and talk about investing in the stock market. He is one who makes it … Continue reading

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And The Gates Closed Behind Me One Last Time

My friend’s story this morning summed up my experience. On Friday both of the school leaders were absent. Joking, they say my friend, the administrative assistant, is the boss in their absence, but she’s not. She doesn’t pretend to be, … Continue reading

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Context

How do I carry the weight of their stories? I used to ask this question of myself every lunch and every drive home. One of my students was kind enough to tell me one day that he thought God gave … Continue reading

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Almost My Last Day

It wasn’t until I started to change into my evening clothes that it hit me: I will never wear a uniform again. Not a public servant uniform that is, I can assure you. With relief I pulled my stress-sweat stained … Continue reading

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A Kind Stranger

It’s nice to wake up, grope through the morning’s routine, and encounter a kind stranger. Yes, it’s nice to remember that there are kind people out in the world. Some days, going to work in the ┬ámire, people about me … Continue reading

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Colfax Ave.

We turned West onto Colfax Ave., a notorious avenue, and the first thing we saw after crossing the interstate was an ambulance. Approaching I could see two medics, arms akimbo, talking expressively with each other while a teenage boy lay … Continue reading

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