Black Klansman

It took me a few weeks to get through Black Klansman. It was an easy read and if I had not been distracted by school, marathoning “Trial & Retribution,” and *ahem* reading a few romance novels, I probably could’ve finished it in a day or two. Overall, I enjoyed the book. I felt that it was…

Again.

I started writing this weeks ago. Another of our former students, “Larry,” was killed. His funeral was way before Halloween and I am still having difficulty putting my feelings into words. This one I knew quite well. And so I was surprised when it took days for me to have an emotional response to his…

Drinking while Reading

Teachers give themselves homework. Sometimes it’s just to have fun, but often it should probably be classified as research. This is the latter category. I’ve worked with teenagers a long time. I’ve seen them grow into productive citizens despite traumatic or abusive childhoods. I’ve also known them to commit terrible crimes before, during, and after…

The Choice is Ours

I agree… and I disagree. Some people are not able to make these decisions alone. Contrary to Paul Simon, we are not rocks or islands. While some possess grit so intense that they can propel themselves out of trauma, others absolutely need a strong support system. Perhaps it’s genetic, you’re born with it or you’re…

Teaching is hard.

One of my students was killed yesterday morning. Since I found out, I’ve been thrashing back and forth through several stages of grief. Mixed with that is this overwhelming sadness and strange desire to justify not being sad. Why? Because I did not know him for very long. Because I did not always appreciate his…

Hope

There’s always a little ray of sunshine. Time spent looking for it never wasted.

What I am reading…

Glad I got to read outside of hours this morning — the rest of the day just poured cats and dogs! I’ve been reading Green River, Running Red for months now. It’s been slow going, but not because it’s not interesting! This is my second Ann Rule book and it is amazing! The amount of…

Unfiltered

It’s wasn’t a feel-good day, and this isn’t a feel-good pic. This is a fuck depression, fuck self-depreciation, and fuck fear pic. I am strong. I am smart. I am beautiful. I have who and what I need.

What I am reading…

This was back in May. I’m farther (but not much) into the book, thanks to my decision to detour into Pirate Women and The Power. More on those titles later. It’s been so long break from AFFC, so I may have to backtrack a bit, especially since I decided to marathon the HBO series again. I love the…