The venue of my “Teacher’s Desk” was dictated by the Health Department this week. I am officially quarantined with COVID, and I am writing this on my laptop from home.
Today, as my classroom was warmed more from the student bodies than the heating unit, we watched a video about the writer Ray Bradbury. While I sat there, drinking my
Beyond the snow and ice, English class pushes on. We are currently reading the epic poem "Beowulf" in my senior class. If students can get past the fact that the
Sitting at my desk at home Friday, I can still see the snow falling outside, a juxtaposition of beauty and hindrance. Regardless of not being in school since Wednesday, the
Bob Dylan rightfully crooned the words, “The times they are a changing.” In that context, every now and again, I will get an email from Mr. West, one of our