Power went out during the last class of the day on Tuesday. I could have scrambled to come up with a “plan b,” but instead we went outside for a walk, chatted about life and silly things, and played Uno in the dark (very thankful I have a big window in my classroom!)

Love your work, and I’d love to share this with my students!

This poem WRECKS me every time it comes across my feed.

“Anything dead coming back to life hurts” stopped me in my tracks.