Flow

Eyes flutter closed although it's only nine o'clock.My energy is zapped away by the shock of a long day; like a jolt of electricity has run through my body and left me fried.Eyes flutter closed although it's only nine o'clock. Out of habit, I begin to reflect a style of writing that my students are reading--repeating...

Darkness Surrounding.Calmness Within.

"What week is it? Take a breath." ---C The theme of breathing continued into week two and is a constant thought as I move into the middle of week 3. "The first day is important. The first week is most important. No, the first three..." is an argument that echoes in my head until I...

I was nervous. Estaba nerviosa.

Poetry sobre my thoughts after uno week en la escuela de nombre Jere Baxter Middle School

“Love is or it ain’t. Thin love ain’t love at all.” -Toni Morrison, Beloved