Not the ones I own. Not the ones I want to buy. Nope. The shoes that other people wear. Namely the kids I teach. We get caught up in the game of school. The learning of academic subjects and all the "what education is supposed to be" sort of stuff. But today was different. Today … Continue reading Shoes


I debated posting about the slide on Wednesday. I didn't. It's guilt. It affected my community. My school. One of my former students lost his life in the slide three years ago.  But it's not my story to tell.  I didn't lose my mom or grandma, my brother or sister, my dad or friend or … Continue reading Oso