Schools are not a battleground

It wasn't long after the Parkland shooting that my own school was placed on lockdown. While SWAT and administrators worked quickly to neutralize an active shooter threat, we huddled in the dark for hours on a cold floor that was caked with a thin layer of Takis crumbs. Being my 5th year teaching at a … Continue reading Schools are not a battleground

Just pink cards on a wall

Stapled to the wall of my classroom is a world map, around which dozens of cards are posted. On these cards are the introductions my students wrote on the first day of this school year. So much has changed for them since September. Lately, I find myself going back to read these cards over. They are … Continue reading Just pink cards on a wall

Undefeated hearts fill my classroom

In my class of mostly undocumented students, we've been talking about hope. We've been talking about triumph over adversity. We've been talking about staying focused when fear, hate and uncertainty swirl around you. We have plunged head first into the pools of Maya Angelou's fierce words of perseverance. As one of my senior girls said, … Continue reading Undefeated hearts fill my classroom