i touch the future. i teach.
twenty-six years ago today, i was sitting in mr. quincy’s fifth grade class. on a media cart at the front of the classroom was a television broadcasting the launch of the space shuttle challenger, carrying it’s crew of seven. among them was christa mcauliffe, who was to be the first teacher in space. in an [...]
we are virginia tech
four years ago today, blood was shed in a place that was my home. i pause today to remember. we are virginia tech. the hokie nation embraces our own and reaches out with open hearts and hands to those who offer their hearts and minds. we are strong, and brave, and innocent, and unafraid. we [...]
i touch the future. i teach.
twenty-five years ago today, i was sitting in mr. quincy’s fifth grade class. on a media cart at the front of the classroom was a television broadcasting the launch of the space shuttle challenger, carrying it’s crew of seven. among them was christa mcauliffe, who was to be the first teacher in space. in an [...]
twenty four | year three
christmas eve always makes me think of m.f.g. it was december of 1990 and we went to midnight mass with his family. as he drove me home later that night, we detoured through a few neighborhoods to take in the christmas lights and the holiday decorations. snow had fallen earlier that day and the world was soft [...]
seventeen | year three
i have a scar that rests quietly on my left knee. it came to be on a cold december seventeenth when i slipped on a patch of ice. my boyfriend failed to catch me and so i tumbled awkwardly onto the ground. my knee still tells the story. little did i know, it was a [...]
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