Gaggle of Girls

“You know someone might think you’re our mom!” one of the sixth graders I was walking with exclaimed. “No creo,” I answered. I don’t think anyone can have this many kids all the same age. In my walks to the bus this year, a little gaggle of girls have decided to adopt me. Three of…

First Snow Day

The one-woman-snow-day-notification-machine has been put back into gear. Our first snow day of the 2015-2016 school year has arrived and with it, the family contact. “Hey Ms. I have a question for you. Is there school tomorrow because on the Boston public schools it says there is no school tomorrow?” texted a girl in my class….

Back to the Bus

Yesterday I rode my bike to work. It was supposedly in the mid thirties but it felt much colder, the wind piercing my coats and numbing my gloved hands. Yet instead of feeling resentful of the wind, I found myself feeling grateful. This is the start of bus season. The seed for so many of…

“A boat?”

A few weeks ago a teacher I work with asked me to speak with a little girl in the elementary school. The teacher only speaks English, the little girl, J, only speaks Spanish but the teacher wanted to make sure she knew there was a field trip on Friday and to see about getting permission…

Back to School Bar-B-Q

Last Wednesday we had a back to school bar-b-q in the schoolyard. It was blisteringly hot out, but the littlest kids didn’t seem to notice. They were running around, channelling beginning-of-school nerves into boisterous energy. As adults, we huddled in the limited patches of shade, fanning ourselves, and wishing for the AC just inside the door….

Bus Sounds

Disclaimer: While I listen to a ton of podcasts I do not know how to create one. No sound editing knowledge at all. But I grew up listening to the radio. In the car on the way to ballet class, while setting the table, while eating my morning cereal. I don’t have a radio but…

Riding the Bus with Students with Autism

A few months ago, while winter weather was still very much alive and well, I was asked to help out with a trip to the Museum of Science. There is a “strand” at my school for students with autism. The middle school classroom has about nine students in it, with a head teacher, two paraprofessionals and…

Books on the Bus

“It was boring.” “Your entire school day was boring?” I asked. I’d launched into a conversation with the seventh grader waiting next to me at the bus stop after his friends all got on a different bus and he was left standing alone, staring at the rain. “Yeah I took a nap during meditation.” He…

Ten Hours: But this Bus might be a Party Bus…

[This is the fifth installment in a series I’m calling Ten Hours, about my trip with students to a college in upstate NY. These are a few moments of ten hours we spent on the bus that’ll hopefully give you a sense of the whole 36 hours we spent on the trip and about all the things…

Ten Hours: This is a Bus not a Bedroom

[This is the fourth installment in a series I’m calling Ten Hours, about my trip with students to a college in upstate NY. These are a few moments of ten hours we spent on the bus that’ll hopefully give you a sense of the whole 36 hours we spent on the trip and about all the things…

Ten Hours: Thank You Emails

[This is the third installment in a series I’m calling Ten Hours, about my trip with students to a college in upstate NY. These are a few moments of ten hours we spent on the bus that’ll hopefully give you a sense of the whole 36 hours we spent on the trip and about all the things…