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A Different Journey

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Aside from our flawless taste in beauty products, and our affinity for yellow diamonds, famed lyricist Rihanna and I have one more thing in common: “We found love in a hopeless place.” Anyone reading this blog needs no exposition nor

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Fill The Void

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After a year-end presentation, I remember my AP government teacher chuckling and sighing “you’re either going to be an unctuous politician, or a wonderful, sincere teacher one day — could go either way.” I remember this back-handed compliment for reasons

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Get your goggles. We have a flood.

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Coughing. Gasping. Thrashing through rapids. With unexpected waves drudging rocks, sludge, and debry down upon a once placid lake, a well-prepared swimmer would panic. Nose plugs, goggles, and a swim cap do nothing to prevent the swirling catastrophe closing in.

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The Perfect Pie

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The crisp, hot air floods the room. The air has a scent of browned bread, and a hint of sweet berries. With a bit of effort, and a functional oven, a decadent pie emerges from the oven. While critics and

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Underlings No More

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Soon-to-be traitor Cassius states “The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars / it is in ourselves” in The Tragedy of Julius Caesar by William Shakespeare. I recently threw this quote at my ninth graders while they practiced interpreting

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Am I Having Fun?

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I made more money at jobs with a high school diploma than I do as a teacher. 15 years have passed. I completed an associate’s degree as well as my bachelor’s. I left well paying jobs, took on debt, and

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Most Spirited

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Earlier this week, just a few moments after sunrise, I found myself looking down at my school from atop a steep slope. I was pulling weeds, and raking a rocky hillside. No. This was not penance for some classroom stunt.

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