May is for Marching, a call for submissions to Teaching in Trump’s America

Hello, all! Thank you all for the wonderful submissions in April. May’s theme is marching — marching for public education. As you can note from the image above, the March For Public Education will take place on July 22, 2017, in Washington, D.C., with sister marches in various cities planned on that date as well.... Continue Reading →

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5 Reasons Why I, a 43-Year-Old Woman, Binge Watched ’13 Reasons Why’

Over the recent spring break, I binge watched the Netflix series 13 Reasons Why, based on Jay Asher’s book of the same title. I am not the target audience for this work, but I could not stop watching this story about adolescence, sexual assault, and teenage suicide. The following is a list of five reasons... Continue Reading →

“Will there be homework over break? “

This school year brought six snow days (or was it five?). Either way, when you teach in a block scheduling format loss of days matter. I was schooled long ago that only one major concept will be learned each block, so trying to cram multiple ideas into sixteen-year-old’s developing frontal lobes is just futile. The... Continue Reading →

I am the NY Excelsior Scholarship

Confessions of a middle-aged debtor. Hello, my name is Laura, and I am a debtor. Last year, at forty-two- years-old, I wrote my final student loan repayment check. Phew…that sounds like a confession at an AA meeting — Hello, Laura. People with student loans might need a support group. Debt, like addiction, is a deep... Continue Reading →

The Rules of Democracy are made to be broken.

The U.S. Senate went nuclear and the U.S. President bombed a sovereign nation in the same day. The founding fathers, being students of the Enlightenment, read the works of Locke, Montesquieu, Voltaire, Hobbes, and Rousseau — thus creating rules for our nation to play the game of representative democracy. Over the course of American history,... Continue Reading →

Being observed by a stranger…

A teacher’s observation, not a stalker story. I was greeting students in the hall when I saw a person I did not recognize. The woman, nicely dressed with a district badge, quickly offered her name (which I did not catch), informing me that she was here to do my walkthrough observation. Mentally scanning my lesson... Continue Reading →

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