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, , , becca January 4, 2017

The Importance of Unimportant Things

As I approached the end of a couple of weeks of blessed school vacations, when the most I had to accomplish in a day was to drive a kid to the skating rink or wash a load of clothes, I started thinking about what I’d need to do every day once school restarted and I
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, becca December 7, 2016

What do you think you look like?

In Creative Writing yesterday I asked the kids to do their writer’s notebooks (the part where they write by hand in a paper notebook) about this – what do you think you look like? It’s one of those things that’s super weird to kids, the fact that they’ve never actually seen themselves. They’ve seen photos.
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, , becca September 28, 2016

Strange Places for Chatting

I was walking down the hall to the faculty room today – to refill my water bottle from the yummy water dispenser as opposed to the yucky drinking fountain that’s practically outside my door – and I passed by the restrooms. This is normal. The restrooms are in the hallway. But weirdness ensued when I
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, , , , , , , becca September 22, 2016

Eavesdropping — A Dialog-Writing Exercise

So yesterday in my Novel Writing class, I sent the kids into the commons for the last 20  minutes of class, which happens to correspond with the lunch they don’t have. The commons was full of teenage humans. I instructed mine to sit down somewhere and start eavesdropping. They were to write down random lines
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becca September 12, 2016

Dr. PimplePopper

This is a thing. I wish it were a thing I made up myself, because DR. PIMPLEPOPPER. But, in fact, my Kid 3 showed it to me last night. Let us go back. There is a truth universally believed but partially unacknowledged that there are few more satisfying feelings than getting rid of a zit.
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, , becca August 4, 2016

Unanswerable

Dear Friend, Letters are the only way I can talk to you now. For six months I’ve tried to write about you, about what you have meant to me all the years of my life since I was seven. I’ve tried to write about your illness. Your cancer was such a bully. I don’t know
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, becca July 5, 2016

Morning Mantras

It’s not meditation, not really – because I’m not sitting still. I understand the value of that part, and I’m all for it. I’m just saying, it’s not how it happened today. Today it happened for 2.5 miles up the mountain and then 2.5 miles back down. And here is what I told me, over
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, , , becca June 8, 2016

It’s Summer, Don’t You Know.

School has ended for the year. (*Whew*) It was a great year. Moments were long. Months were short. At the end of every year, I have a tradition (all three years of my professional teaching life – I’m such a hack) of giving a “What Every Boy Needs To Know about Being a Man” speech.
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