I didn’t quite understand what it meant to be an “island” until I started teaching eight years ago. For years, I was the only United States history teacher at my small, inner-city Houston campus...
As I walked past the principal’s office, I could see that Jonah was sitting outside again, his small legs shaking nervously, his head hung low. His eyes met mine as I passed by to pick up my mail....
When I was in elementary school, my parents told me that I should ask my teacher for permission to leave the room when I had to go to the bathroom. But they also told me that if my teacher did not...
It’s funny how a student can make you pause and think hard about something you teach. Recently, I didn’t just pause, I got smacked upside the head like an unexpected foul ball at baseball game. How?...
This is my living room—organized chaos. You’ll note the toys I haven’t had time to put away and my 4-year-old son’s precious artwork on the walls. Candidates are not exactly known for their healthy...