by Dawn | Jun 2, 2013 | Teaching
It must’ve mattered somehow. I don’t remember the exact reason I needed to leap the old, rickety desk to make my point clear, but leap I did. As I bounded over the crumbling seat, which had seen better days in the 70s, the arm flipped. So did I. I landed...
by Dawn | May 31, 2013 | parenting, Uncategorized
“Mom!” I can see we’re going to have the nightly bed struggle. I just sat down, fantasizing about relaxation. “I put you to bed, get back there.” “But I made you a rhombus,” said Declan, extending a white rhombus of paper. Oh,...
by Dawn | May 25, 2013 | gardening
I stop. I look around my garden, which just six weeks ago was a 44×33 section of lawn. Odd dimensions, I admit. Rusty bought a tiller for my birthday and turned over the soil. Best birthday present ever! Since moving to the sticks, every gift-giving occasion, we...
by Dawn | May 23, 2013 | business, education reform, music
We were playing guitar, last night. My husband is a classically trained guitarist. I’m an untrained disaster. It’s a perfect combination. Sort of like The Monkees, who I loved growing up. One musician and a cute front man. I’m the cute front man. I...
by Dawn | May 17, 2013 | education reform, satire, Teaching, Uncategorized
Coffee is teacher crack. I’m about to make 30 cups and line them up on the back of my desk. I don’t only double-fist cups of coffee, I “quad” them. This is a technique I saw once in college, where the individual rehydrating himself...
