"There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you." – Maya Angelou
Last fall, I wrote this poem called "when my grandchildren ask me" in a workshop led by poet jessica care moore. The imagery from the poem has been revisiting me this fall as an educator in a post George Floyd era in addition to being in the middle of a presidential election and global pandemic.... Continue Reading →
when my grandchildren ask me what it was like to be alive at the same time as George Floyd and then wonder "what did you do?" i want this to be the story that gets told: this narrative of healing and restoration and the beauty of humanity and justice- the children of my children's children... Continue Reading →
This post was written by Rachel Adkins who is a Black woman. Because I am a white woman with predominantly white readers in this platform, I asked Rachel if she would be willing to allow me to share her voice with you all as an attempt for me to "pass the mic" and amplify her... Continue Reading →
So much of who I am as a human being is this belief I have that I am to meet people where they are at, and inspire them to grow from that point. I do this with my students, with the teachers I coach, with the strangers I talk to in the grocery store, and... Continue Reading →
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