Sun sparkled on the water as I surveyed king tide waves at Bodega Head on my fiftieth birthday. I asked Higher Power what I should focus on this mile-marker of a year. A delightful series of images and ideas rolled…

I didn’t want to do it. I wanted to write about something else, to distance myself from a profession with which I’m locked in a terminal love-hate relationship. Surely, as I boldy devoted precious morning energy hours toward the creative…

I’ve been struggling to shift a clunky percentage in my classroom for years. How is it that I’ve spent 80% of my energy on students who are the least capable of engaging and using the instruction and attention I offer…

What a week. On the phone yesterday, a friend compared the struggle to create a new normal during this pandemic to a game of fifty-two card pickup. It certainly feels like playing without a full deck.

The last post showed…

Today marks our first attempt at a homeschool/work schedule since "Spring Break" officially ended. Last week, when we weren't paralyzed with fear, or blowing short fuses with each other, we enjoyed empty beach trips, long neighborhood walks, baking, cooking, movies…

Apparently, I picked a good time to start blogging again. I planned to share the piece I submitted for the We Are Teachers blog regarding classroom observations, which seems to be currently irrelevant. Instead, I'll share ideology and a…

I don't have a tattoo, but if I did, the words "otra vez"' on my wrist in a cool script would be my choice. Again. When life knocks you down, get back up. When a hope gets deferred, keep at…