We got this.
A pocket haiku for you...
Public displays of blubbering...
I've crossed paths with the above quote a few times before (preferably accompanied by punctuation), but this week was the first time I've actually talked about it with my second graders. We all have our histories, our stories, our tangible moments that weave our personal reality. We all have our own versions of "us" floating... Continue Reading →
There's frost on your windshield for the first time all season. You plug in your USB charger the right way - THE FIRST TIME. Your feet are still tan from a long weekend at Lake Powell. You know that you're registered to vote because you've double-checked here. One of your young writers declares, "I used... Continue Reading →