“The school is nothing without the kids.†The high school principal seemed ill at ease, pacing around his office and the hallways, a lit cigarette sewn to his lip. The stress seemed to stem both from the listless exercise of putting in a day’s (...)
“I hope nobody saw me pick up the cigarette butt off the sidewalk…The narrator is at a bus stop, heading home after a typing class at the Y. She smokes the butt while she waits, even when it becomes apparent that another girl has caught her in (...)
Just like that—on the most pedestrian of Monday afternoon 6th periods—school was shut down until at least December 6th. Moments before I caught wind of the news, I asked my department head to approve the Unit Test I had in store for the end of (...)
The Cairo desert is a long way from the banks of the Dnieper River in Ukraine. In the late 19th century, it was through this drab valley that Catherine the Great was led by a man named Grigory Potemkin, to marvel from a distance at the elegant (...)
This Saturday was a school day, making it the second six-day week of this first month of school. Also this Saturday, word spread that a 4th grade student at a school just several hundred meters from our campus had died of the swine flu over the (...)
I don’t envy the teachers with 5th period class. During the other periods of the day, one can set the tone of their lesson by how they walk in the door and address the students who are waiting there for them. But 5th period follows Break, which is (...)
A place is any location defined by a unique characteristic. A region is an entire area that shares common characteristics. Global—well, global is just everything else. This is how I explained to my classes the three levels at which geographers (...)
This afternoon as I flipped through my ‘emergency lesson plans’ for 7th and 8th grade Social Studies, I couldn’t help but keep an interested eye on the World Cup qualifying match between Egypt and Zambia. I figured that if Egypt could eek out (...)