On Re-Vamping and Re-Amping (Up) My Teaching: A First Quarter Reflection

One—almost—down, and three more to go. No, not glasses of chardonnay, people. Ahem. Grading periods. Nine-week grading periods. The first one of my twenty-eighth year of teaching will end this Friday. So I thought I should spend some time reflecting on it and my new class of seniors: The Class of 2020. The class with […]

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We Can’t Just Remember, We Have to Act

As I pulled in to the parking lot of the synagogue this past Sunday, I noticed not one, but two, city police cars parked at either end. I was caught off guard, but only for a split second. Of course. Places for religious worship used to be safe havens. So were our schools. Theaters, too. […]

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10 Things My Dad Taught Me about Teaching

Aaah, Mr. Fowler. My seventh and eighth grade shop teacher. (I was the only student to cut her finger on a jigsaw one of those years.) Also a high school math teacher before that. (He taught my mom when she was in high school. Sssshhhh.) And if memory serves, he was also a teacher of […]

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This Year’s Senior Project: The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly

I am the senior class advisor this year. The last time I was in charge, our tragi-comedy Othello, with an all male cast (shout out!), rocked the house—and not one, but two! nights in a row! Will I be able to outdo myself this year? Will the class of 2019 beat the class of 2015 […]

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Scars: The Treasures of Breakage and Reparation

Scars are defined as marks left on the skin or within body tissue where fibrous connective tissue develops to support and bind as a wound heals. Scars can fade, be covered up or even be surgically altered, but they can never go away. Scars remain. Scars remember. And everyone has at least one. * I […]

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