I felt strongly about a recent election. In my judgment, Candidate A* was the better man. Candidate B had his good points, certainly, but Candidate A had my unqualified support. I was so thoroughly convinced that Candidate A would be a more effective leader that I went downtown to his
Maybe I shouldn’t but I let my 14 year-old son drink alcohol every day. Usually I just let him have beer but sometimes I let him drink vodka or bourbon. I let him make his own decision; it’s his choice. He’ll be an adult soon and there is a lot
I spend quite a bit of time in the neighborhood of one of my running buddies, not so many miles from my house. Before we go for our run, we meet with our dogs in a vacant lot near his home to chat, stretch, and watch the dogs romp. Langley
My foot itches. I think I maybe got bit by a mosquito but it could be foot cancer. You never know. I heard about a woman who had foot cancer. I’ve tried scratching my foot and then I tried soaking my foot in strawberry jam while scratching my left ear
Teaching math is not just what I do. Teaching math is who I am. Teaching math is a source of pride to me, a craft if you will. Some people can build a canoe or do a backflip. I can teach math. I can teach math to low income students
A scant 33 years ago, at the ripe old age of 22, I eked out a precarious existence as a middle school math teacher at a private day school. I loved teaching; I loved my colleagues on the faculty; I loved my students. But their parents scared me to death.
Amanda is watching Oprah in her off-campus apartment. Her feet are propped up on the sofa, a cold lemonade in one hand, a trashy novel in the other. She is the epitome of relaxed, the tottering tower of dirty dishes in the sink notwithstanding. Her roommate walks in and addresses
Six Year Old Child: Mommy, May I go out and play? Mommy: Shut up! We only had you to save the marriage. *** The except above is as far as I’ve gotten in my new book, Parent Ineffectiveness Training: How to Ensure that your Child Grows up to be, at
My son, Leon, is oppositional and defiant. I have the evaluation from the psychologist who wrote up what I told her. I’m starting to think he’s definitely bi-polar. At the very least, he’s seriously attention deficit. Every homework assignment brings on the third world war. Every single day. He refuses
Tenderly Kala nursed her little waif, wondering silently why it did not gain strength and agility as did the little apes of other mothers. It was nearly a year from the time the little fellow came into her possession before he would walk alone, and as for climbing—my but how
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