I entered teaching by accident (if you believe in such a thing). In education circles, we refer to such accidents as “the calling.” Some fortunate teachers have experienced the sheer bliss that comes from the realization of your life’s purpose. I am one of them. Continue reading A Dream Deferred (My Years in the Detroit Charter Schools)_Beagood1
I don’t know why it’s a dirty thing to be a progressive. I don’t know why I should feel shame in being passionate and caring about those that are less fortunate than I. Because I am very fortunate. I’m aware of what my skin color means for me. What my education means for me. What my ability to have an education means for me. Continue reading When Being an Idealist is No Longer Enough (Reflections on the 2016 Election)
We were divine. My family was on the corner in the green house. S was next door. His mom was friends with my dad. They smoked many cigarettes and talked across the fence all the time. I loved his mom, … Continue reading The Front Street Crew. (My friend “S” and our plan to rule the world…ish).
But Before I give it to him: a story. I was subbing for another teacher last week and we were discussing current events, per his lesson plan (fellow Social Studies RockStar!) I have long said how much I love the … Continue reading I Owe Donald Trump A Thank You
She really ain’t that bad kiddos! If you can get behind Bernie, Hillary should not be this difficult of a transition. Keep in mind Bernie had no real chance of securing the nom. Let me repeat that. He was never … Continue reading Talkin Bout My Generation: A Plea for your Vote. Yes, for HER. (Bonus Boomer View at the End)