Your Little Trace
My friend presents me with the most beautiful cobalt blue Cross fountain pen–the kind with the ink cartridges that you pop in (I love that
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My friend presents me with the most beautiful cobalt blue Cross fountain pen–the kind with the ink cartridges that you pop in (I love that
I tell my daughters that, although they can’t stand each other now, one day, they’ll be the best of friends. I hear them bickering upstairs
My youngest daughter (who gives permission for me to share this story) has been battling severe test taking anxiety. She can make herself sick with
Today one of my students invites the entire class to get a burrito with him for lunch. Apparently, there’s a Thursday $4.00 Burrito Special on
I love the word “stroganoff.” It sounds rather formal, royal even. I discovered that stroganoff simply refers to a dish where the central ingredient–whether chicken
Today in class, I spend an unusual amount of time rationalizing and explaining the proper use of a semicolon. These are my older students in
I’ve had a breakthrough! I’m learning to handle the nervousness of speaking in front of audiences and on the radio after nearly making myself sick.
This morning I learn that the beautiful leaf colors are always there but hidden by the green chlorophyll. When the long nights of autumn begin,
The cats love to look out the front glass door. They wait for me to open it, and it becomes a wonderland experience of chipmunks,