I remember being very asleep when my mom came in my room. I was in fourth or fifth grade, and the Polly Klaas story was something we had followed at home and on the playground. My mom crept in, sniffling,... Continue Reading →
Several times in my teaching career I have found myself saying "143" and watching my students do a double-take. "What did you say that for?" they ask their number-spouting Latin teacher, who often claims she doesn't "believe in science or... Continue Reading →
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