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I set off on this snowy, brittle afternoon to pick up my K-8 kids from school. The roads were smeared with dirty ice and winds shoved the van. It felt precarious, like the whole day, a slick white tightrope between home and my kids, elsewhere. I was glad to get to them, to bring us […]
The word that killed me was oxygen.
I was in fourth grade, competing in our grade-wide spelling bee. I was confident I’d do well because I was a good girl who got good grades, except in handwriting. So I stood and waited for my word. The teacher got to me. “Gretchen, your word is […]
Four of the kids just finished their first week of school. New classes, new-to-them teachers, so much newness. Yet, there’s a bunch of oldness, too. Same old backpacks, same lunch bags, same shaggy summer hair. These oversights might be corrected this weekend. We had to plow through these supply lists, first:
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