Tag: #teaching

Spring “Break” 2021

Baby Millie’s in da house! She’s a year old now; active, smiling, eating and pooping up a storm. Lil’ Gboy B-man is at the homestead, along with his older cousin, Jack. Daughter’s upstairs remote teaching and I’m holding down the roost as bubbles and… Continue Reading “Spring “Break” 2021″

Waiting for my real life to begin

Thanks Colin Hay for the song. It expresses what I’m experiencing better than anything I can write: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fRO66I22qi0 Waiting for My Real Life by Colin Hay Any minute now, my ship is coming inI’ll keep checking the horizonI’ll stand on the bowFeel the waves… Continue Reading “Waiting for my real life to begin”

Where have i been?

Good question. In the garbage disposal crunching up all the waste, all the debris, all the junk. Behind a screen teaching others. Not sleeping. Hunched over. Worried. Fixing. Building. Grandparenting. Working. Mostly working. Existing. Waiting. Worrying. Worrying. Worrying. Holding my breathe. Counting down the… Continue Reading “Where have i been?”

in one week

I’m gonna be vague. I might be specific. I’m eating steel cut oatmeal on a rainy Saturday morning with my grandson, two pups and ex-husband. The veggie sausages are sizzling and my coffee needs re-freshing. None of this matters and yet everything matters. It’s… Continue Reading “in one week”

retraction, expansion

I don’t know if it is the hot, Southern California January weather or exhaustion from the last four years of constant havoc, or anticipation of a new, hopeful president and Vice President, or the fact that I submitted my retirement paperwork a few days… Continue Reading “retraction, expansion”

So much for not thinking about my students this Labor Day weekend

I never wear no-sleeve dresses, but I have one on. I never drink Italian sparkling water (I save them for guests), but I’m sipping a green bottle of Whole Foods’ finest as I sit under the shady gazebo protected from the 90+ Sunday afternoon… Continue Reading “So much for not thinking about my students this Labor Day weekend”

When last we spoke …

I wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for you. I would have quit/retired. I would have said, “Too much.” But I got through the first day of distant learning because you were there for me, relating honestly, not playing Mary Poppins. You get it.… Continue Reading “When last we spoke …”

On the eve of everything

Not sleeping. Feeling intense anxiety. It’s hot. It’s smoky. Katie and Millie are leaving for NYC tomorrow. Distant Learning starts next week. Technology training last week. I’m crying in the mornings. I feel such a profound sense of loss and fear. I want to… Continue Reading “On the eve of everything”

just had to break free

I need to be wild. I used to be B- wild. Now I’m D- wild. I am cautious and predictable. I like order. Not a fan of environmental chaos. I need coffee-specked kitchen counters wiped down and shiny. I like to sip mad-hot French… Continue Reading “just had to break free”

Every day in august is like A sunday night for teachers

It’s the 4th of August. In thirteen days, summer is over and the pesky drone that keeps circling over teacher’s backyard will be docked and the widely debated Distant Learning will officially begin. Student eyes are ever-present at Angel Cove Cottage By the Sea,… Continue Reading “Every day in august is like A sunday night for teachers”