on The Run
One of the side projects this year has been training for a marathon. This is relevant as well as pragmatic. “Learning” to run — whatever that might mean — is on the list of things…
One of the side projects this year has been training for a marathon. This is relevant as well as pragmatic. “Learning” to run — whatever that might mean — is on the list of things…
This morning, reviewing notes I’ve stashed away (and realizing how important it is that I wrote things down), I came across this: In one day, I visited three different 8th grade classrooms, and in each…
I’ve made a point of not visiting my office much this year. Occasionally I stop by to pretend that I’m doing accounting, check my mail, grab something or stow something. A sign on my door…
It’s finals week of the last academic semester for which I have a sabbatical leave. For some reason I spent my Tuesday afternoon on the very campus from which I’ve been sabbaticalized. This visit served…
Today was my last day of dance class. I didn’t make that realization until I was walking in from the parking lot and toward the performing arts building. It struck me not so much as…
Anna walked into the house, trailing slowly behind her mother as they came in from the car. When I saw the 15-year-old’s flushed face and tears being wiped away I automatically assumed there had been…
I’ve publicly stated that I’m in the midst of a series of essays about a recent trip. At last count, I had covered two of those five essays. And then I left again, giving me…
Note: Last week I was traveling, bouncing from one experience to another and all the while trying to stuff them all into my head. This week I want to get at least a quick entry…
Note: Last week I was traveling, bouncing from one experience to another and all the while trying to stuff them all into my head. This week I want to get at least a quick entry…