"There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you." – Maya Angelou
I was such a COVID denier at first. I remember a friend and colleague wearing a goofy sweater on March 17th. It's her "Last Day of School" sweater. I told her, "Oh please, I'll see you in a couple weeks." I really believed we would be back to business as usual after our spring break,... 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 →
When I think about the books I read as a kid, some of the classics come to mind. There was a lot of Dr. Seuss, Berenstain Bears, Junie B. Jones, Baby Sitters’ Club, Magic Tree House, etc. I saw a lot of examples of girls who looked and thought like me in the books I... Continue Reading →
For those of you who subscribe to Netflix or see friends posting about race, you may know right away that this post is a direct reflection of my experience from watching Ava DuVernay's mini-series When They See Us, a retelling of the 1989 Central Park Jogger case from the perspective of the five once convicted, now... Continue Reading →
This book is actually an excellent place to start for many of my white friends who would have a hard time saying "Black Lives Matter" out loud, especially considering the current events of the Charlottesville terrorist attack and the "free speech" rallies. Dr. King inspired the title and content of Jodi Picoult's novel, Small Great Things.... Continue Reading →
Last week, a black, female student brought in a pizza to class. When she walked in, I greeted her and said "Hi! It's good to see you. Pizza? I hope you saved a slice for me. But you know, it's probably going to be distracting to have a whole pizza in here- could you finish... Continue Reading →
This post has been brewing inside my mind and heart since Thursday morning when I awoke to the news of the murders of nine black individuals in a place of worship in Charleston. It is about faith, but it is also about race. What I want to say could be organized into twenty different blogs,... Continue Reading →
This weekend, I finished reading a good book. This book can also be seen as a good poem, based on the way it is written. Good? As in, makes you think. Speaks truth. Halts your relative acceptance that the world could be better and forces you to engage in the conversation and the practicing of, in fact, making the... Continue Reading →
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