My dream is that the poor black and brown children of Chicago will get an equal chance at obtaining a quality education this year—not just at the "welcoming" schools but in the ordinary, less politicized neighborhood schools.
For the past three days my morning drive to work has become a bit awkward at two stop signs. As I inch closer to the intersections near two different schools, I am beckoned by a throng of teachers in red shirts holding picket signs, chanting, and banging on the metal guard rails that line the sidewa...
I did it. Yesterday I publicly revealed my blog to my students. I set up the LCD projector and taught the Smiley-Face Trick of "Repetition for Effect" using my post about my second-grade Ms. White, who wrote me off. All four of my writing classes applauded at the end of the lesson. It was the grea...
I probably look like a terrible teacher. I took three days off work on the first week of school (for teachers) to go on vacation in Cancun, Mexico. Not to mention, I left my husband and two children at home. It helps to know that one of my student's parents is sponsoring the trip. The trip was ...
It was time to take the training wheels off. In fact, it was long overdue. My nine-and-a-half-year-old daughter had been too afraid to ride her bike without them, yet too embarrassed to ride with them on. Her friends were riding with no hands, and the 6-year-old girl on the corner had ditched her ex...
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