When I was student teaching in 2013, I was assigned to a challenging class of third graders, and learned quickly that trying to talk over them would only result in … Continue reading Someday. (Or, Ode to a Whistle.)
Tag: teaching
Profundity.
Ever hear the phrase, those who can’t do, teach? I’m chuckling to think of it because in this particular instance, I both do and teach. But I’m not sure if … Continue reading Profundity.
Some random stuff.
I’ve been unable to write lately, for a number of reasons, most of them logistical. Early spring is an extremely busy time in our household; my husband travels a lot … Continue reading Some random stuff.
Or shel Shalom.
I had a very interesting experience as an artist today. It was almost surreal, really. About a month or so ago, I got a request to repurpose a hanukiah (it’s … Continue reading Or shel Shalom.
Front lines.
On Tuesday, 11/14/2023, there is to be a great pro-Israel rally in Washington, D.C., the largest one in U.S. history. My local community (one of many communities nationally) chartered a … Continue reading Front lines.
Leaning.
I’m at a point with both the state of the world at large and the state of my affairs personally that I am leaning. Hardcore. Leaning, lest I be crushed … Continue reading Leaning.
Why. (TW: 9/11)
You know what is so vitally important, but royally sucks fucking ass to do? Teach children about 9/11, that’s what. Last year I wrote about the uniqueness of sharing the … Continue reading Why. (TW: 9/11)
Arrival.
I’m an Art teacher. That’s such an amazing, thrilling thing to be able to say. Up to now, I have taught art classes and projects to children and adults. I … Continue reading Arrival.
Progress.
Today was a day of several firsts. It was my daughter’s first day of pre-K. (She had a great day!) It was my first time teaching Art class. That is, … Continue reading Progress.
Staying present.
I’m having a, “I CAN’T KEEP CALM, I’M A TEACHER AND SEPTEMBER STARTS TOMORROW!” sort of moment. It’s been a hell of a week, this week of constant meetings and … Continue reading Staying present.
Journeys in the Dark 