The Art of Living with Artists

I watch in awe of their resolve, saddened by their wounds, hoping for their healing, and waiting for the next burst of magic, bound to love them through it all.

Censoring Enlightenment

Oftentimes when reading To Kill A Mockingbird by Harper Lee in the classroom, students giggle when stumbling upon the first “inappropriate” word. By ages 10 and 11 nowadays, students have heard and said all of those words at some point. In fact, a lot of those kids have heard their parents shouting those words whileContinue reading “Censoring Enlightenment”

Who educates whom?

Any teacher worth their salt will tell you straight up that she’s learned as much from her students as they have from her. But, every teacher will concede that learning has become more than just a challenge. I have two children and I’ve taught thousands. So, when I began teaching, I wanted to be theContinue reading “Who educates whom?”

How to change the way your child thinks about school.

Changing the way your child thinks about school is already a daunting task, so don’t expect miracles or overnight success. It is school after all. This isn’t a checklist or advice that works on cue. These are segments of living that should be worked into conversations and built upon as you move throughout the schoolContinue reading “How to change the way your child thinks about school.”

A Carousel of Spanish

One of the beauties of being married to a Hispanic man is that I’ve gotten to learn about his culture through his eyes. I had grown up in Miami before I met him so Spanish was all around me. Many of my friends were Cuban, but they wanted to be “American” and most of themContinue reading “A Carousel of Spanish”

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.Continue 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.Continue 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 andContinue 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 thatContinue reading “The Zika Monster”

Tapping into Anger, Hitler Youth

Youth The eyes spill anger, the kind that festers. Love turns to hate so quickly. There’s a sort of hell inside a young mind. I see it every day at school and all the time at home. It’s the conflict inside all of us, but as an adult, we master it. We live. We learn.Continue reading “Tapping into Anger, Hitler Youth”