It all started when someone found two small holes through the industrial glass in the door between the hallway and the stairwell. I worked in an old building, so everything was well constructed. The building had withstood a hundred years of children, so there was the normal wear and tear, but rarely was there damage... Continue Reading →
Twenty-seven and the raccoon
Yes, I said raccoon. Now, I am not talking about the time we had a lockdown because there was a bear in the (heavily populated and very urban city) neighborhood, because that bear was clearly lost and I felt for it, but the time we evacuated the building because of a HUGE raccoon. One morning... Continue Reading →
Twenty-six and the phone call
My phone rang one night at about 9:00. I didn't recognize the number, but it was local to the city, so I answered in case it was the parent or guardian of a student. It wasn't a parent, though; it was a student. Twenty-six sounded frantic. She told me that she and her mother had... Continue Reading →
Twenty-five years of teaching
There are thousands of students who will never make it into this blog. Not because they were not memorable, but because there are only 180 days in a school year and so I have had to carefully select which stories I share. Sometimes I don't share things because it makes someone identifiable, sometimes I don't... Continue Reading →
