Tag Archives: motherhood

It’s Time for Action

I started teaching right out of college and I have spent all but the first four years of my teaching career trying to normalize the reality that my students and I are targets that can die in our school. It’s not hyperbole. It’s reality. It’s time for us to put our political differences aside and enact national solutions.

The Kind of Parent All Kids Deserve

I met Carol 30 plus years ago. She was my high school social studies teacher. While she expected a lot of her students, Carol embodied what a strong work ethic and determination looked like every single day. Carol made us better students and better people. At the same time, it was abundantly clear how muchContinue reading “The Kind of Parent All Kids Deserve”

Pariah of Motherhood-What It’s Like to be a Single Mom of a Severely Autistic Child

Written by Jeanene Lyons When I was a kid growing up in the 80s, I never imagined becoming a single parent.  Despite my affinity for 1980s TV sitcoms, I knew single parenthood was NOT a Who’s the Boss, Punky Brewster, or Diff’rent Strokes scenario. I was raised by a single mom and knew the poverty,Continue reading “Pariah of Motherhood-What It’s Like to be a Single Mom of a Severely Autistic Child”

Some Words are Worth a Thousand Pictures*

By Melissa Beck  *This post first appeared on Melissa’s blog, thebookbindersdaughter.com  What a difference a day makes. Isn’t that how the song goes? On July 1st I was in the garden reading poetry, lots and lots of poetry and Esther Kinsky’s book Grove which is newly translated into English by Caroline Schmidt and thinking aboutContinue reading “Some Words are Worth a Thousand Pictures*”

How should I talk to my white son about racism?

How should I talk to my white son about racism? This is a question I am struggling with. My son is eight. We’ve always talked about equality and fairness. We celebrate people who promote equality for all. We read the words of Dr. King, watch videos of his speeches, and bake “equality cupcakes” each yearContinue reading “How should I talk to my white son about racism?”

More Time for Being

By Allyson Wuerth So many days have I wished for a slower pace—even just one day where I could breathe in and breathe out, a day when I didn’t run out of my house at exactly 6:21 every morning, dart off to Starbucks for my Venti English Breakfast hot tea, and then to school (usuallyContinue reading “More Time for Being”

Corona Craziness

Spoiler alert: I’m not freaking out about the Coronavirus. I refuse to give into the hysteria that has led to hand sanitizer shortages and price gouging. Don’t get me wrong. I think it’s important to alert the public about the virus and to minimize its spread. That’s right, I said minimize its spread. I fullyContinue reading “Corona Craziness”

Stranger Danger?

By Allyson Wuerth I can see it from my bay window, the black water of the pond. Leafless trees. The hawks funneling a dreary sky. I can see them too, my daughter and her friend. They’re just ten years old  and ensconced within this late December grey, two colorful blurs almost floating within the fog. Continue reading “Stranger Danger?”

A different kind of kid

I am someone who feels a lot of feelings. I am quick to cry, quick to laugh, quick to be honest about how I’m struggling or why I’m sad. My emotions are never guarded; I wouldn’t even know how to fake it if I tried. So it came as quite a surprise nearly ten yearsContinue reading “A different kind of kid”