Wist and wonder at life’s seasons
The first of three alarms would blare at 5:30 a.m., with back-ups set for 5:34 and 5:36, respectively. (I learned after the …
Controlling the teacher rage. Barely.
I was mid-sentence when he shuffled in, 11 minutes late. Teaching a morning class for most semesters over the last seven years, …
Drawing leadership and seeing learning
At the beginning of the semester, they give me sass. I hear the the sighs, see the eye rolls, catch the not-quite-under-breath whispers …
A grateful heart: Coffee-n-walks
We set out in a new direction every week. Winding around campus. Meandering through quaint downtown streets. Attempting, for a minute anyway, to ford Big …