The Curse of the Peanut Butter Sandwich

"What IS this, Mom?" "It's a peanut butter sandwich," I say. It shouldn't be a surprise. He eats a peanut butter sandwich on store-bought white bread every...single...day. I used to make the bread at night--it's easy--and the sandwiches in the morning, but then he...

Halfway Up the Tree

"Who's up there?" The kid was halfway up the tree. It wasn't a regular tree--it was a mammoth tree. An "if you fall you'll be dead," tree. A tree that went to God. "Get down!" That's what they say to kids in the schoolyard tree. Too risky. Not allowed.  And every...

A Thousand Wishes

I was taking pictures of dandelions gone to seed when the boy cried, "Hey, Mom!" "Over here!" I said. My moment of artistic inspiration...gone. The boy pushed by me and started to rip up my puffy little subjects, oblivious to the fact I was kneeling on the ground...

Sunrise

Sunrise... Tried to sleep in yesterday. I can't, so I got up to write, as usual. This view... I could stand at that window forever, for the rest of my life, and not a single detail would get old. The magic of NYC to me is this: in a city of 9M people, I at once feel...

Daylight Savings Time: Start Making Hay Today!

In case you are wondering, yes, Daylight Savings Time is earlier than you remember.  We used to spring ahead in April and fall back in October, but now Daylight Savings Time is the second weekend of March and the first weekend in November. Why? Congress. In 2005,...

The Star is You

This flag has no star. That's because the star is you. You are the person who's hard work, toil, and love for this nation completes our flag.  That's what I'd like to say. The truth is this flag remains unfinished because I was arguing. "Make a flag with 13 stars,"...

Ten Back-to-School Promises to This Year’s Students

Are you ready for back-to-school season? All summer I’ve been anxious to know what I'll be teaching this year, but that curiosity has finally gone away. What I teach doesn't matter--it's what students do with it that does. Here's what I love: converting a class nobody...

“How Dare You Ruin My Memorial Day Picnic”

The guy had no legs.  Just stubs and a sign that said, "Please help." He sat on a ripped piece of cardboard on the filthy sidewalk, breathing in diesel, staring straight ahead.  Every great once in a while someone tossed a small bill.  Most walked by. I don't remember...