Don’t Yell at Me, I’m Learning!

The bell rang. I walked into my room. My students were playing video games. The horror! I stood there, an invisible force in the universe that doesn’t matter much to kids playing video games. “Um…hello?” “Oh, hi, Miss.” The game...

Making Memories

I remember I used to get up early in the mornings and have tea with Dad before he went to work. Sometimes I got a dab of cologne while he shaved. I remember the holidays Mom put together, not having had many traditions in her childhood. The walnut cookies, the...

Miss Piggy: The Picture of Domestic Violence

Kermit the Frog is 60 years old. He’s had a long and sordid career, escaping the educational mission of Sesame Street for the PG variety show spinoff The Muppet Show. I’m watching with my son. We got the complete Muppet Show collection a few years ago. I...

Gay with a Small g Means Happy.

The boy and I went to the movies after raiding a store for snacks. Smuggling food is fun. Paying double-digits for stale GMO-popped grains swimming in chemical “butter” is not fun. Food concealed, we bought tickets and sat down. I’d been warned by...

I’ve Got “That Kid”

I came home smiling. Life treated me well for a Monday. I walked through the door, tossed my keys on the island and looked into the dining room. There sat a strange six-year old, not moving a muscle. Since I don’t own a six-year old who doesn’t move a...