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Teaching With Heart

Teaching with Heart The score that the tenth graders get the first time they take something called the CAHSEE—a California-issued standardized test—determines the amount of state funding the school as a whole receives. The pressure, created by bureaucrats who have no idea what actually goes into a school, is crippling on this school filled with […]

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Learning Kindess

Learning to learn and learning to learn about love “Fist, Thumb, Fingers, Pinky.” “Fist, Thumb, Fingers, Pinky.” “Fist, Thumb, Fingers, Pinky.” “Fist, Thumb, Fingers, Pinky.” I say each word—Fist, Thumb, Fingers, Pinky—as I put that part of my right hand at the edge of the table. Students start doing it along with me. I continue,

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Seeing God

Seeing God — American Airline flight 1849 from CLT to PDX. There’s a man sitting in the seat across the aisle from me. He is wearing athletic shorts, a short sleeve t-shirt, and Giorgio Armani Collection glasses with matte nickel frames. He just keeps talking and talking to the woman in the seat on the

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Open Window

Son, When I asked you to “close all the windows” after using my office computer, I was not referring to the glass and wood, three-paned window situated above the large Acer 45” monitor. No, I was talking about the full-page, Google chrome windows you opened on the large display and were using to watch Breaking

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My friend

My friend.   I often refer to the person or people with whom I’m talking as *my friend* or “my friends.”   I like that it proposes the relationship I desire to have.   I see truth in the saccharine phrase attributed to both poets Guest and Yeats, “There are no strangers here. Only friends

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About Time

About time — Even if the stopwatch tells you they are the same length of time, five minutes at a party you are not enjoying and five minutes at a party you are enjoying, are not the same length of time. Of course, they are the same length of time.But, still, they aren’t. Compare five

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Connection

I’m sitting on the Eames chair in the living room. I’ve written to you from here before, but I don’t think I’ve told you that. This tan lounge chair and ottoman—a gift from my mother and the only piece piece of furniture we have—is a lovely place from which to write. Sparky, our small pandemic

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