SACO – I might be a little late to the party, but for the past year or so, I’ve been wondering why we still had two nondescript black boxes in our house connecting the televisions to the somewhat-dated world of cable television. Each time I visited one of my children, I noticed they embraced a far more disconnected existence. […]
The school buses sat idle for most of the summer, but bright and early this morning, ninth-grade students who live in Saco, Dayton, and Arundel stood sheepishly along the side of the road as they waited for the first bus ride to their new school. Driving to work, I saw more than one parent trying to […]
It has been a summer for the record books. Yes, the season is short and yes, the calendar always seems to sprint toward September, but at times this past summer, it has been almost unbearably hot and humid. Today was the first day of school for many teachers around the state, myself included. It seems […]
Today as I sit in my my empty and quiet room here at school, I’m thinking about the 110-120 new students who’ll soon occupy the seats in my class. I’m thinking about the lessons we’ll talk about during the first week and I’m thinking about my former students. I can’t help but wonder what they are doing as the summer draws to a close.
I am a teacher and it’s time for a new school year to begin.
Teachers, from kindergarten to college, are always trying to find a way to connect with the students who regularly settle into the seats of their classrooms. This year, my students and I spent a good deal of our time focusing on Maine writers and the work they produced. We studied E.B. White, Elizabeth Strout, Stephen […]
Like many of my friends and neighbors, I was watching the late winter weather this week and wondered how bad the weather would be and what we were in store for as a powerful storm formed off the eastern seaboard and rumbled north. I watched as forecasters described the effects of a low-pressure cold front […]
At the beginning of the December, I found myself worrying about finding a way to regularly keep active during the winter, a time in our part of the world when the sun seems to set shortly after noon. I joined a group of hearty (translated – foolish) souls in Portland and for the past three months, I have been running on the roads of Saco, Biddeford, and Portland.
Along the way, something strange, but not entirely unexpected happened. I became addicted.