We've been playing terrible basketball in our first four games. I pride myself and our teams on playing good, solid defense. We've not done that, allow teams to score around 35 points per game. In the last three years, I've... Continue Reading →
Good morning fellow bloggers and Slice of Lifers and whoever else may stumble across this little gem today. I've been pretty well stuck writing for a while, both because I cannot shake this feeling of exhaustion (fell asleep last night... Continue Reading →
It's 10:10 PM (CST) and I'm staring at this screen thinking, "What the heck do I write about?" Writing this summer has been an issue. What should I write about?? I could write about the fact I've got my notebooks,... Continue Reading →
I've been looking back at my writing. Some of it's drivel, but some of it hits messages that I try to talk to my students about in class. This one is five years old (damn) but the message is one... Continue Reading →
I've not written in a week. #sowhat For some, that's not a big deal. For some, it's nothing to worry about. I'm worried. Why? Because I need to write. I need to outlet. I need the words on the page. I... Continue Reading →
Well, we did, didn't we!?! 31 days of writing. 31 days of noticing the little things. 31 days of noticing emotions. 31 days of being in the moment. #31daysofcomplainingfrommystudents As I looked back at the past three years of "Day 31"... Continue Reading →
First, yesterday, my blog got viewed by someone from Nepal. One of the reasons I love WordPress is that I can not only see how many views something has, but where (relatively) they are from. Nepal?? Seriously?? How cool is... Continue Reading →
What the heck is a writing routine? #askingforafriend I don't have one, thus, I'm writing about it. Makes sense in my mind, but whatever. The last few slices, I've scraped by, just getting my blog and commenting done before the cut... Continue Reading →
"Fine, I'll read the dang post." That's what I told myself last night as I read another slice about band-aids and story telling. #whatsthefussGus When reading something that has struck a nerve, I tend to read the comments first. They range... Continue Reading →
The Life of a Conflicted Teacher 