Last year our daughter admitted to us that she hadn’t really believed in Santa anymore. In fact, she hadn’t believed… Read more The “Death” of Santa Claus does not Mean the End of the Magic.
Forward This has been hard for me to write, so I hope you bear with me. For my friend who… Read more A Beautiful, Terrible Conversation – Part One: Sitting in a Car
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Yesterday, on the 50th anniversary of Martin Luther King, Jr’s assassination we received the news that a student at my… Read more Discovering I Teach a “Racist”