Day 22I'm replacing the desks in my classroom with plush dog beds for my my 5th period. They enter the room the remnants of night still...
Day 21Today I turned the children against themselves. Like Lilliputian gladiators, armed only with the knowledge of United States foundational...
Day 20.I'm still here at my desk. It is 4:52 and I am as sessile as a sea sponge. Some things are crafted over generations, like railroads or...
Day 19. Tears and the Gnashing of Teeth. The Fall of A Day.Today the students have unleashed something inside of me and it haunts me to my soul. The memories of betrayal stomp around inside my...
Day 18. Sophomore SentienceLike mice in a forest, the sophomores have begun digging into the curiosities that surround them. They have scratched under the leaves...
Day 17Somewhere in space an astroid is hurtling towards Earth. Scientists predict it will burn up somewhere over the Philippines. ...
Day 16U.S. History frightens me. Not necessarily the recent history of the United States, although there is plenty there to terrify. The...
Day 15I have solved classroom overcrowding. I will probably win one of those awards that they gift great educators. What are those called? ...
Day 14The traffic around the school in the morning is reminiscent of a wildebeest migration. We are all locked in our cars when we could be...
Day 13. Our struggle defines us.Today I watched a mockingbird pull an earthworm from the ground and devour it. I was distressingly sad, that this small act of nature v....