Musings from a Not-So-Master Teacher

I take out the Miracle Bubbles, say a prayer for world peace and blow. I assume it won’t work, but it’s worth a shot. Though the advertising may be false, what more can I expect from a seventy cent children’s toy? Joel claps his hands and then delicately Read More...

Growing up, the show was controversial. Parents hated it. Groups boycotted it. Kids reveled in it, because it was real. Unlike the plastic, pollyana Cosby show or the TGIF line-up, The Simpsons spoke to a generation of youth who loved the satire on childhood. Read More...

I first read Catch 22 as a cynical high school student. Something about the wry humor, the absurdity of the system and the feeling that I was surrounded by insanity resonated well with Mountain Ridge High. I enjoyed the lively characters, though I never Read More...

I rarely watch television, not so much out of moral obligation, but out of a lack of time. I find most shows to be trite and annoying. Yet, the other day, I saw a show called "Are You Smarter Than a Fifth Grader?" It's an innovative idea, pitting adults Read More...

On a cynical day, I pick up my Starbucks cup and carefully maneuver the inside cup so I can read the "the way I see it" on the back. It's a well-written piece by a Teacher of the Year who teaches kindergarten. I can't recall it verbatim, but it has to Read More...