Archive for December, 1995

A New Year’s Resolution

I know, I know, I know. I hate New Year’s resolutions, too. I never make them. If and when I am “forced” to make one, it is not to make resolutions. But, this year I’m going to break with my tradition. This resolution has nothing about losing weight, exercising more, biting fingernails less. It’s a [...]

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On Courage

I had several greeting cards waiting for me when I returned from spending the holiday weekend in Charlotte. One of them had been slipped under my office door. It was a simple card; it was really a folded 5×8 card, but it held untold value for me. On the outside of the fold was written [...]

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The Power of Caring

I had been reading student journals and class evaluations all morning and on into the early afternoon when one stopped me dead in my tracks. I haven’t done much since except read it over and over and over. Each time the tears make it as difficult to read as the last time. I’ve been grasping [...]

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Feeling in the Classroom

I wrote this by hand a few days ago in a hotel room. It has taken me this long to translate the cuneiform called my hand writing: Feeling! It’s curious that I am struggling to write about something I don’t have at the moment. My stiffened, numb, blued fingers much less in my reddened, frozen [...]

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