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“Spring is like a perhaps hand”

SPRING IS HERE! True, given the super mild winter fact that winter didn’t ever actually come, this is less dramatic than usual. Still, I feel that spring’s arrival must be greeted with all caps to show our appreciation.  I am … Continue reading

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Lullaby in the city

Over Christmas break I substituted a couple days at the school I taught at last year. Substituting, in small doses, gives all the joy of teaching and non of the prep work. With the seniors we read this poem by … Continue reading

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“Le coucher du soleil romantique”

Fair is the sun when first he flames above, Flinging his joy down in a happy beam; And happy he who can salute with love The sunset far more glorious than a dream. Flower, stream, and furrow! — I have … Continue reading

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In the evening

“In the evening we shall be examined on love.” -St. John of the Cross  And it won’t be multiple choice, Though some of us would prefer it that way. Neither will it be essay, which tempts us to run on … Continue reading

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Orientation

I started classes on Wednesday after a week of orientation at University of Maryland. Returning to being the one getting grades rather than giving them is daunting after 2 years away. I am teaching one class (French 103) and taking … Continue reading

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Some Words About Brothers

I know this is the third sappy family post, but bear with me. I have two brothers, both of whom are exceedingly talented.  Zach comes home later this summer from England, where he is finishing his masters at Oxford in … Continue reading

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On the End of Yoga and the Brokenness of Language

Having successfully completed our 30 Day Shred, Amanda and I have moved onto, and very quickly grown tired of, Jillian Michael’s yoga. There is no danger of new age spiritual meditation when yoga-ing with Jillian, who yells only slightly less … Continue reading

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Jillian Michaels and Robert Frost

Jillian Michaels may be a sadist, but at least there is poetry. Ok, I should back up. I love my colleagues.  Regardless of how often I get frustrated with my students, I love the teachers and staff that I work … Continue reading

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Kiss the Earth

My students are currently memorizing French romantic poetry.   To prepare them for this quarter, I spent a class period discussing what defines the French Romantic movement.  One of my colleagues teaches English, and she has the best description to differentiate … Continue reading

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