This week’s Parsha (the section of the Torah that we are reading from) is an interesting one. We are at the point in the story where twelve spies are sent … Continue reading Point of view.
White whales.
I’ve written before about how reading was my first and preferred escape from the prolonged trauma of my life for over twenty years, particularly through my teenager-hood. I was given … Continue reading White whales.
True colors.
At one point during this past school year, I was asked a question that I’m very surprised no one has asked me before now, considering I’ve been teaching about Antisemitism … Continue reading True colors.
Enjoy the peace.
I’m having another one of Those moments, Sitting in the serenity Of my backyard At quiet evening, With the sun shining, The birds singing, The grass and trees lush, The … Continue reading Enjoy the peace.
Class dismissed.
As a teacher, you hope to make an impact on students. With any luck at all, that’s achieved in a positive way. The thing no one prepares you for in … Continue reading Class dismissed.
Lost.
When all is dark, and reality feels like little more than tendrils of smoke. When your deepest trauma is a locked box inside the locked box. When your deepest trauma … Continue reading Lost.
Rip Van Winkle.
“Pinch me, pinch me, cause I’m still asleep. Please God tell me that I’m still asleep…” —Pinch Me by Barenaked Ladies I’ve joked from time to time, when feeling especially … Continue reading Rip Van Winkle.
Surrogacy.
Recently, I had a heart-to-heart with one of my fourth grade students who has a difficult family situation; he doesn’t have a relationship with his mother at this time, he … Continue reading Surrogacy.
Every little thing is big.
This weekend, I planted pansies and lavender and other flowers into pots for the exterior of our house. Spring has finally sprung! It was the first year that my daughter … Continue reading Every little thing is big.
Sunbeams.
When I was a little girl I used to see sunbeams (You know, long rays of light filtering Down through the clouds) And I would think that was G-d Making … Continue reading Sunbeams.
Journeys in the Dark 