My Countrymen, perhaps disaster is our only hope.
I must’ve wondered if I’d ever see snow again. The snows of Christmas and Kilimanjaro. The snows at the end of winter when afternoons return. The snows of dawn and mittens pink and blue. I am mad for it to peck my nose and cheek. To perch upon my crown, to glisten on my sleeve, … Continue reading The Apocalypse Diaries (Day Eleven: 3-23-2020)
Hail to the teachers! Happy Monday! My lesson plan for this week is to make my students laugh. That’s right, evaluators! No Content and Language, no PLC, and AYP, no SRI and SAT, just ABC and 123. And don’t get your panties and jockeys all into a jumble just yet, because we’re going to teach … Continue reading The Apocalypse Diaries (Day Four: 3-16-2020)