Stained

I’ve washed my hands at least a dozen times in the six hours since this happened. I sincerely hope that the tie-dye t-shirts turn out. There are still four more to finish tomorrow. This happened a couple of weeks ago while planting seeds. I wish I could explain myself.

Thoughts About My Teaching Career, So Far

I’ve been thinking about what it means for me to pursue a teaching career. I’m one of the lucky ones. I’m not one of the luckiest ones, but I’m one of the lucky ones. I’ve been very fortunate to have other teachers and school administrators enjoy working with me and having me in their schools.… Continue reading Thoughts About My Teaching Career, So Far

A rose by any other name would smell as sweet, except, in this case, if that name is “Al”

I’ve never really had a nickname that’s stuck. In elementary school, there was a kid named Gurtej who kept calling me “Al”. I hate being called “Al”. Isn’t the name somewhat anachronistic? I have nothing against the name, in fact, I attach a certain affection to it, but it’s not my bloody name. My name… Continue reading A rose by any other name would smell as sweet, except, in this case, if that name is “Al”