During my last period of the day, drama happened. The pants one of my male students was wearing fell a little lower than they should have. While he accidentally resembled a stereotypical plumber, a couple of girls looked that way and laughed. The boy got pissed off.
Evaluation day. That day a teacher puts a little extra into her planning to make things perfect.
I did, and then the dog ate it.Read More »Rough Start
Last week I had a couple of meetings to go to during lunch. While on my way to meeting number two, I saw a girl I had in class last year. She was visibly upset. Her face was blotchy with crying, though she was trying to get herself back under control.
I approached her, and I said the only words I could think to say: “Are you Ok?”
The other day I was walking down Central Avenue. As I walked, two homeless men passed me on the left. I heard a bit of their conversation as they passed me by.
It was powerful.
St. Pete’s Central Avenue Solstice celebrates the rising and setting of the sun along Central Avenue. (Nevermind that this astrological coincidence actually occurs on the equinox.) It consists of stores opening early, music playing along the avenue, painting the Nomad Art Bus, and more.
It’s events like this that make me grateful to live in St. Pete.
I don’t really care that this is a misquote of Ghandi. When you read the actual quote in the link, I feel this holds true to the gist of what he did say.
If he didn’t say it, we could remove Ghandi’s name from the meme, and it is still a beautiful idea.
It’s the 15th anniversary of when the Twin Towers fell in New York. Already Facebook is filled with flags and pictures of those towers with taglines saying “Never forget.”Read More »15 years
It’s the second Saturday of the month, which means Second Saturday Art Walk in St. Pete.Read More »Art and Poetry
A month and 10 days into it, and I’m tired.