Shine Your Light
Day #3 of subbing for Mrs. P, who as it turns out, has pneumonia. The poor woman had come in today and realized that she was terribly sick and went home. It might be sheer exhaustion after eight months with […]
Month: April 2010
NOT A Bumper Sticker
No, it wasn’t a bumper sticker this time. I was heading home with Claire in the car, after day #2 of subbing and my Wednesday yoga class with teachers in Stroudsburg. I was tired and hungry, so when something shiny […]
The School Thing
Last fall, I submitted paperwork to be a substitute teacher, but never followed through with the last piece of it. Except for my occasional writer-residencies, I wasn’t sure I wanted to do the school thing anymore. Yesterday I got a […]
Monday Meditation
“Wherever our attention is, that is where we are. Our attention, our awareness, breathes life into that which it rests upon. Place your attention on something, and it grows in your life. Take your attention away from something, and it […]
A Sunday Gift
When I was a kid, Dad would occasionally come home with small gifts for me and my brothers; a bottle of blowing bubbles, a kazoo, or maybe one of those balsa airplanes that would always nose-dive into the bushes. The […]
If Only I May Grow
If only I may grow: firmer, simpler- quieter, warmer. – Dag Hammarskjold This morning some kids in the neighborhood came by on their bikes to see if Claire wanted to play. She didn’t. What she wanted was to stay home, […]
Haven’t Changed A Bit
*Chick, n. 1. a young chicken 2. a young bird 3. a child: an endearing term 4. A camel-smoking, vegetarian who doesn’t like vegetables, gets his heart rate up with a good pot of coffee, has a weakness for baked […]
Earth Day
Every day is Earth Day.
Two Chicks
Today, after my yoga class with teachers, Claire and I were invited to Tina’s 4th grade classroom to watch a chick peck its way out of a smooth white shell. There we were: four adults and three kids, faces pressed […]
Next Thing You Know
Birthing a baby has nothing to do with the Titanic except you’re as large as a luxury liner, there’s no air because the baby’s feet are up to your neck. Your knees feel weak, that sinking feeling, water breaks down […]