Meekly, I wade into middle-age melancholia

I’ve felt my age a lot this year. It goes beyond the pain in my arthritic knees or other physical foibles brought on by age. Every day I discover something I thought was solid has turned to liquid and I’m drowning in uncertainty. The words of the late Joan Didion haunt me; in the prefaceContinue reading “Meekly, I wade into middle-age melancholia”

Sick again? Can this new teacher catch a break instead of a virus?

My education career started sickly. First full week with students? COVID-19. Mandatory five-day quarantine. Fine. Back to work. I’m the teacher. I’m a learner. Things I’ve learned so far. I can make what I think is an eloquent point about Albert Einstein and people’s desire to make fun of other’s mistakes and I am mostContinue reading “Sick again? Can this new teacher catch a break instead of a virus?”