“Shakespeare’s Not for Me”

“Shakespeare’s Not for Me”

It’s Shakespeare’s 450th birthday. This morning, I received a challenge in my inbox. Write something for him. “But he’s dead,” I protested. “He doesn’t need a card or cake.” I can’t resurrect him by writing a blog...
Easter Egg Overdose

Easter Egg Overdose

The season of egg salad has arrived. Spring is a sacred time for all religions–a time of renewal–buds on the trees, plants poking through the ground. I was told by one of my farming mentors Wiccans advise planting parsley on Good Friday and say it’s...
Paralyzed by Vacation

Paralyzed by Vacation

We spend days, no weeks, looking forward to school vacation. Students nearly refuse to work in the days leading up to it. “Miss, can I go watch a movie in Mrs. X’s class?” I look at him. He must be  insane. “Um, no, we’re doing our big...