I would read you lines of lovely prose,. But, I am tired, today. I would tell an amusing anecdote,. But, I am tired, today. I would brave brigands and burglars,. But, I am tired, today. I would sing you the sweetest lullabye,. But, I am tired, today. I would read you a thousand and one tales,.

Tales from a high school English and journalism teacher. Friday, February 20, 2015. A view of the rail trail behind my house. Sunday, April 6, 2014. Bring on the sunshine! .

Shadows at the Rokin in Amsterdam. Our Sofietje with me on the couch. She likes lying between us in the evening and than she receives lots of cuddling while we watch TV. A few images of the Artis Zoo last february, had many photos not shown yet. Someone is required on watch. Those feet, so cute.

Musings and rants of a middle school teacher out to save the world, one student at a time. Friday, September 22, 2017. A Little Trouble with Aim. There are times I feel like someone stole all the middle school kids and replaced them with elementary kids. Make that lower elementary kids. Today was one of those days. One of the disadvantages of all the tile in the restrooms is that it amplifies the sounds. Not something I want to hear, especially as we had a rash of bathroom vandalism l.

Tuesday, July 17, 2012. I had another interview! I interviewed for a high school postition for an Autism program at Tempe High School. I think the interview went really well. It seems like a good program that has a cap of 15 kids with three teachers and 6 paras. Those are great numbers! I would love to co-teach with other teachers. Thursday, July 12, 2012. Thursday, June 28, 2012.

Thursday, January 14, 2010. Once in a while I come across extraordinary stories that are made even more special by retelling. Florence is one of my nurses on night shift. She left to escape the political and civic unrest in her country. Truth to tell, I am glad to have met her because Uganda, when I was very young, meant only gory stories from the book. The Rise and Fall of Idi Amin.

Monday, November 28, 2011. What is it that makes you smile whenever your with him? What is it that makes you suddenly domestic enough to cook a meal? What is it that makes you too distracted from teaching to write your teaching blog, which has up to this point, been the biggest commitment of my life? What is it that makes you suddenly attached to your phone? What is it that makes you cry at the new Twilight movie that you publicly think is stupid, but secretly identify with? .

Fluttering by to share my thoughts, feelings! And so it begins. Bro said that there is no way he could be a teacher and appreciates those of us that do! Colonoscopy was negative Hallelujah! Bye for now,.

Facial Expressions alternative visual journaling Orly Avineri. Dia de los muertos dancing mariachi puppets. Getting on your inner Catrina. Hot and plastered chili rellenos. Seeds of hope from darkest night. How i savor each note of your glory song. As the last cold stars of winter fade on the open palm of awakening;.