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As the title suggests, I’ve made the difficult decision to move most of my future blog posts over to Substack. Don’t worry if you have no clue what a substack is – basically it just means that I’ll be posting on a different website. But that also means if you want to continue receiving an
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For Teacher Appreciation week last week, a teacher on social media said she literally received a clown nose with a note saying, “this place would be a circus without you.” Hopefully it was just a joke, but many other teachers said they felt similarly undervalued by their schools. Thankfully, some teachers chimed in saying they
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A few weeks ago, I started learning Tai Chi. Living near Sunset Park in Brooklyn, which has a large population of Chinese immigrants (and even its own Chinatown), I’ve always been intrigued when I see large groups practicing this slow, meditative martial art. In unison, their bodies twist and turn and their arms flow with
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We don’t always have to know where we’re going. But we are forced to choose what we want to do in each moment. Out of the options in front of us, in the here and now, what do we want? How can we tiptoe our way into the life we want to live? Somehow it
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The quietness in the eye of the storm induces panic. It isn’t a time for resting, rather a time for preparing. Readying ourselves and getting into position, all the while trying to remind ourselves that resting actually is part of preparing for any demanding undertaking. After more than a year of intensive writing (plus a
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We have been asked no, told to isolate with nothing to do but to confront ourselves. So used to turning outwards because it is our nature to Connect to Create to Build to Move But we forget it is also our nature to Reflect to Contemplate to Grow to Care The vagary
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As a special education teacher, many of my students had a really difficult time remembering what they had learned. Students with learning disabilities often need more practice and more repetition when the information involves an area in which they struggle (e.g. reading for a student with dyslexia, or math for a student with dyscalculia). Unfortunately,
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Back in March, when the NYC weather was still spitefully debating on whether to snow or rain, we jumped on a plane for a week long escape. Otters, seals, dolphins, sunshine. Perfection. I’ve done the whole “let’s drive up the California coast!” And while it was gorgeous and had its moments, I much preferred this
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It feels weird to have waited so long. To say it, in the first place. And then, to have not said anything since. I want to divulge everything and also nothing. Mostly I just want to write about something else. If you’re curious though… it was worth it. So fucking worth it. It rippled inward
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Sometimes it grabs you, like an old friend, one of those friends who was never really very good to you You kept each other company more out of happenstance than of mutual affection But, like an old friend, it’s hard to turn away that comforting, or maybe just comfortable, feeling of familiar, or non-existent, expectations
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