student portraits and tales of learning
A couple years ago, a student caught me before my evening Science Teaching Methods class and reminded me about his kidneys. I remembered, but I knew that I really didn’t fully appreciate it all. He…
A couple years ago, a student caught me before my evening Science Teaching Methods class and reminded me about his kidneys. I remembered, but I knew that I really didn’t fully appreciate it all. He…
I know I’m not alone being moved by or nostalgic about music. I sing along and turn up the volume when I’m alone in the car just like the rest of us. My heart swells…
Recently, I’ve had lots of events — strange graphs, crying students, random memories — that should have spurred an entry with some lesson or moral, but no. So I went digging back through a folder…