Ewok Dance Party (Fiction)
I should have killed myself at the hospital, when I had the chance.
Read MoreI should have killed myself at the hospital, when I had the chance.
Read MoreVisitors expected birds to mate for life. They wanted fairy tales behind bars.
Read MoreI’m looking for photographs of my mentor to put on her memorial website. She was only 55 when she died. She died alone and in pain.
Read MoreThe first baby turtle I saw was a disappointment. I had thought he would be green. Poor thing, he didn’t know how much he let me down. How many foolish hopes I had placed on his little fragile body.
Read MoreIt’s one thing to be sad teaching climbing when I know that my injury prevents my own climbing. It’s quite another to be terrified that I’m teaching students to do something that might kill them in the end.
Read MoreI am ashamed that I have allowed white parents to bully me to the point where I think twice before giving consequences to their children.
Read MoreDuring my first year teaching, I was assaulted by a student. For the last thirteen years, since I started teaching at twenty-one, this is how I have worded it.
But the word “assault” is a shortcut. It is a knife meant to neatly separate me, the innocent victim, from my student, the scary perpetrator. But what happened was not clean and simple.
Read MoreI was centering curriculum on my own white experience rather than the needs of my students.
Read MoreHere is my plea to other teachers: don’t deprive students of meaningful learning opportunities as a disciplinary technique. Studies have shown that students of color are much more likely to be given harsher disciplinary consequences than their white peers. Punishing the whole class by taking away learning experiences such as labs only widens the achievement gap.
Read MoreThe students pump their fists in the air. They shout together as one voice, full of both anger and hope. They haven’t given up. They believe they can make the world better.
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I’ve been doing, perhaps, too many crossword puzzles.
Read MoreThis isn’t the story I intended to tell. It is embarrassing.
Read MoreIn the ecosystem of the road, you, little cyclist, are a prey animal.
Read More“I think I want a gun,” Sergey yawned.
Read More“Look at your horseback-riding hips, you were made for this!”
Read MoreI suspect I am a villain trying to fit into a too-small hero’s costume.
Read More“By your father’s request, we are going to extract all four of your wisdom teeth in one procedure.” The dentist’s voice was muffled by his white mask, his eyes concerned. That’s a lot of teeth at once.
Read MoreFor as long as I can remember, I’ve been a terrible sleeper. I’ve been like a prey animal, always on the lookout, unable to fully rest
Read More“I’ve decided to wear my bikini bottoms after all,” Nikki reached into her locker.
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