Caper Please stop making faces! Beautiful hair, shiny, long, short, doesn’t matter–I mean the kind of hair that girls envy and say so out loud, right to his face. But, I’ll be damned if he gives me one good smile for a picture. There’s always a face, a different one for each shot. The creepyContinueContinue reading “Go ahead, pick the dragon’s nose kid.”
Author Archives: Lisa Chesser
The Magnetic Law
Magnet There’s a new law I found out about recently and I’m fascinated by it., sometimes horrified by it. I believe it exists but I’m not sure that I’ve embraced it. The world I live in for the time being. This world of education tends to shout otherwise. We teachers demand that students perform theContinueContinue reading “The Magnetic Law”
Hey Sunshine!
Who were you growing up? Who are you now? What did they call you? What do they call you? There I was, the one who had a different opinion, the one who didn’t talk, the one who stood out. I was perfect for their names. It was an introduction to learning to laugh at yourself.ContinueContinue reading “Hey Sunshine!”
A Blur
Sometimes a blur means more because it’s that space between nothing that means everything. Illusion ©Lisa Chesser
Pen to Paper
It took some focus. I hadn’t taken a pen in hand and actually written with the intention of writing a story or just writing for pleasure, even pain, since, well, a long while. The first sentence was just a sentence to begin movement. I had learned a long time ago not to expect the firstContinueContinue reading “Pen to Paper”
I Win.
A groan of discomfort plugs into what used to be us. Age has a lot to do with it. Age has mostly everything to do with it. Age and time. The amount of time they spend on YouTube alone generates hours of mind-numbing transference that leaves my teeth clenched and off-center. One of them liesContinueContinue reading “I Win.”
Upward
I can finally hear the trees speaking to me again. It’s been a while. After a school year that seemed relentlessly long, there’s nothing I’d hate more than to talk about this school year. I don’t want to give any advice about reading, questions types, testing, and, please, don’t ask about writing, in particular, essays.ContinueContinue reading “Upward”
No Homework. An Argument in the Social Media Circus.
The first time my son heard the word “Homework” he screamed, ran to his bedroom, slammed the door and locked it. He was three years old and his older sister decided it was time he got some homework too so she told him she was going to give him homework. That’s when the screaming began.ContinueContinue reading “No Homework. An Argument in the Social Media Circus.”
Distracted by Distractions
Watching students test has become an obsession for me, as a teacher and as a mom. I first began studying The Test about 10 years ago. I had always held a deep disdain for even the mention of the word “test” while plowing through my school years. I hated tests because I’d shut down andContinueContinue reading “Distracted by Distractions”
The Zika Monster
Everywhere you turn, you hear a buzzing sound–that high-pitched synchronicity peeling through your eardrum deep into the dead of night. That’s me. Every night. Even when there’s nothing really there. I had planned to begin this blog post by focusing solely on education because I’m trying so hard to stick to the just to thatContinueContinue reading “The Zika Monster”
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