“I brought a book!”

“I brought a book!” he said proudly, small smile beaming. “That’s great! Do you want to read it now or when we get on the bus?” “Now…” he responded a little sheepishly. So my new favorite kid plopped down on the bench next to me, pulled a book out of his backpack and I began…

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…

Ten Hours: Students of Rural America?

[This is the second 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: Vomit

[This is the first 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…

Escuchando Musica en la Guagua

Today I rushed towards the bus, wending my way around strollers and shopping bags, in and out of the light April rain. As the bus pulled away from the curb, I looked up from putting my CharlieCard back in my wallet to see three seventh graders perched at the back of the bus. Partly because…

“Modi?”

After my students had settled into their seats and the school bus lurched out of the school parking lot, I set my teacher clipboard down and gazed around. Next to me were two of my Creole-speaking students, M and K, the only two still in the Sheltered English Immersion class. “Hi, ladies!” I said as I…

The Lost Student

My phone was buzzing and the name said “I’s Mom” so I pulled off my glove and answered. “Hola?” Sobbing. “Ay dios mio,” the mom cried into the phone. My heart skipped a beat but I tried to stay calm. I took a deep a breath and asked her what was going on. The story…

A Basketball Field Trip: The Good, the Great, and the Ugly

“Here’s my permission slip Ms!” D called as he jogged up to me and the group of nine 8th grade boys standing next to me. Just in time! We were all headed to the Harvard men’s basketball game against Cornell and we were about to miss the bus. “Alright let’s go, folks! We have a bus…