“No it don’t.”

January 23rd In front of me, the mom handed the middle-aged black man next to her a dollar bill and I glimpsed a cigarette pass between them. The realization that he could get killed for this poured over me. My second thought was to say hello. “Hi,” he replied, eyeing me. “How’s it goin?” I responded. “Oh, alright,”…

Waiting for the Bus: K, A, and the Pot Pit Bull

“There’s a dog in there! Ms! Look at that dog!” “Oh you’re right…let’s leave him alone, ok? He looks…tired,” I stumbled. Just don’t go in there, I thought. Just be satisfied with a view through the window. And just hurry up, bus! Last week I was waiting for the bus when two sixth grade boys,…

The Self-Advocate

“Ms.” Not a question. Not a whine. A declarative beginning. “Yes, E?” I responded, “What’s goin’ on?” Pause. And then a launch into a string of words full of accented pauses and almost-nervous hand gestures as one of the handful eighth-grade boys who is taller than me leaned forward and made his pitch. This wasn’t our first…

“Ella no tiene carro.”

December 10th [ish — doing this in January, cut me some slack] In winter at this latitude, the sun sets around 4:40. By the time I get out of the building it is pitch black. I teach from 2:20 to 5:00, or what amounts to the 7th and 8th periods of the middle school’s day,…

Boycotting the Bus

Today is Martin Luther King Jr. Day. Today, as part of the MLK Day of Service all AmeriCorps volunteers served (because all those other days — not service 😛 Also — surprise! — I’m doing AmeriCorps) so I went to a different BPS middle school and cleaned out a supply room and painted doors. Growing up, my family…

The 1st Conversation

Towards the end of October I was waiting for the bus home after a long day at work when I noticed that there was a 7th grader standing next to me. “Hi! How was your day?” I began. “Oh, hi. It was alright, I guess,” he responded. But instead of running away, as a 6th…

The Idea (Part 2)

“But Lucy (or Loosy, or Luce, or LAP, or whichever name you use for me), why is this called Riding the Bus with My Students?” Good question. In part, I needed it to have a name because that’s what people do – they name their blog-things. Plus, I commute to work four ways: 1. When…

The Idea (Part 1)

Funny stuff keeps happening to me. Stuff you can’t really make up. Stuff that I wanted to tell you but you live far away or whenever we meet up we get sidetracked talking about the Daily Show and, most of all and no matter where you are, I want to listen to you more than…