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You know what’s sad? I almost didn’t leave my home that day because I had a feeling that what eventually did happen would happen. I
You know what’s sad? I almost didn’t leave my home that day because I had a feeling that what eventually did happen would happen. I
A few years after my school board rescinded almost all parts of its dress code policy I was in an empty classroom at lunchtime listening
Every fall, educators walk into classrooms with personal goals, plans, and ideas of how they want the school year to go. Unfortunately, for many, those
The school is a microcosm of the real world. Most teacher’s often misunderstand the essence of this ideology. I’ve been guilty of misdirecting the essential
Getting to know your students and establishing a classroom community is integral to student learning. This isn’t just lip service. For teachers looking to create
Not all teachers are created equal. Depending on how you look at it, this is either a good or a bad thing. For me, it
This new role that I am taking on this school year has caused me to do a lot of thinking. In past years I’ve spent
This should in no way be connected to that great body of factual information connected to the art of Zen. It is not very factual
A Poem in Paragraphs I got off the 401 at Markham Road today. And I’m so used to this exit now. On mornings which
(A part II to Immigrant Words) I do feel more comfortable describing my father as firstly an immigrant and then a Jamaican and then a Black
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