June 15, 2024

Bright and Beautiful Things

The summer before seventh grade, my parents moved to a new school district. I left all my friends I had known since kindergarten and went to a new, much smaller school, filled with kids who had known each other since they were in kindergarten at the elementary school that was within sight (two parking lots and a track away, to be precise) of our middle school. The tight bond of the kids in my new class was the first strike against me. Why bother to make a new friend when you’ve got your usual crowd?

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August 6, 2020

I’m not brave enough to teach.

I work at a school. This is the second school I have worked at. I love working at schools. The energy children bring is contagious and joyful and invigorating. My coworkers, those who teach and those of us who have the incredible honor to support them, have chosen this career for very specific reasons that have nothing to do with money or fame. It’s all about the heart. Teachers are gashdamn rock stars. I know. I get to see them in action every day. And I know that I could never do what they do.

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