In my day life, this girl who dared dares to teach kids. Over 150 students. 7 classes. 5 grades. And one of the things I dare to teach them is science (which is absolutely hilarious to me, a liberal arts grad, who hasn’t actually taken a science class since grade 11 biology approximately 15 years… Continue reading Experimenting with Life
Guys: Christmas is coming. Like, pretty soon (as I made the mistake of telling one of my grade 5 classes this week and then expecting them to do work after…oops). Christmas can mean a million and one things to you (for better or worse) depending on who you are and where you’re coming from… FAMILY!… Continue reading Not waiting… and Reverse Advent
Don’t get bent out of shape. Don’t take that title out of context. Don’t think that this is a post about putting myself down. It is, in fact, quite the opposite. You just gotta stick with me for a bit. You also might notice the amount of time that has elapsed since the previous post.… Continue reading I am nothing.
Don’t you just love this sweaty, super-flattering and smiley selfie I’ve chosen for the image for this post? You might be wondering why on earth I would choose such an, um, great photo of myself to share with the world at large on a platform where I have complete editorial control. Good question! The answer… Continue reading Tough love
Lines are great. I love lines. I love how they are the shortest distance between two points (and I don’t even teach math!). I love how they connect things, go from one place to another, without any unnecessary detours. I love how they are an easy way to measure distance and progress. I love how… Continue reading Get in line
Mid-August. This time of year always has me gearing up to face a new number. And while the number on the cake isn’t quite as “milestone” as last year, it’s still giving me pause to think on this last year, and what it’s meant. A year ago, I wrote about what turning 30 didn’t mean… Continue reading A funny thing happened on my way through this decade
The following is a letter to myself. It’s what I would tell myself if I was talking to a friend or a loved one; someone I loved, respected and cherished a whole lot. It’s all the things I would say and wholeheartedly believe and desire for that friend. It’s all the things that I am… Continue reading A letter I want to believe…
