It's Mental Health Awareness month. And I wish I could sing over so many of my fellow #mentalhealth sufferers the song of Keala Settle "This is Me" with the same bold bravery: When the sharpest words wanna cut me down I'm gonna send a flood, gonna drown them out I am brave, I am bruised... Continue Reading →
A Dr. Seuss Week
A four day school week, thanks to Martin Luther King Jr. Day, produced tired teachers and unstructured students. There were moments I felt like a main character from Dr. Seuss land, complete with random hair tufts protruding and backwards speech flowing. Take these moments for example . . . What do you do when you... Continue Reading →