I Shoulda Been a Dancer

She couldn't have been more than 12, but she was tall for her age. We had gathered for an art show, but I knew only the host. Her presence was a welcome change from the scattered introductions and hurried greetings. I'd been a teacher, so I knew how this would go. I was prepared to … Continue reading I Shoulda Been a Dancer

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What Do You Do With A Problem?

There were four of us. We shared titles, responsibilities and stress. We shared deadlines, assignments and power struggles. We shared supervisors and, sometimes, file folders. Like heroines on a supernatural quest, we each possessed one super-human ability. With our powers combined, we were uniquely poised to be effective, creative leaders... on a bridge to nowhere. Throughout … Continue reading What Do You Do With A Problem?

60 Children’s (& Young Adult) Books Written by, for, or about Native Americans

When I was white, it wasn’t on purpose. It wasn’t intentional. It started because I was a square peg coveting circles. It started because I stuck out everywhere, even when I didn’t want the attention. Even when race and gender didn’t play a role, I just didn’t seem to belong anywhere. I struggled to find … Continue reading 60 Children’s (& Young Adult) Books Written by, for, or about Native Americans

80 Children’s Books Written by, about, or for African-American, Muslim, or Multi-Racial Families

She chose her words carefully, but purposely. We were a diverse bunch. There were visitors from Australia who worked with refugees and undocumented immigrants there. There were accountants, VPs, Directors, Chancellors, case managers, teachers, and social workers. More than 200 of us were in attendance, many with a recently changed citizenship status ourselves. Many were … Continue reading 80 Children’s Books Written by, about, or for African-American, Muslim, or Multi-Racial Families

Day 1, Week 1: Year Two (Don’t Stop Believin’)

It was an elective. We could choose what we wanted, but two were required to graduate. The syllabus should have discouraged me, but there was a part of me buried deep down beneath the stunt double and the dancer who secretly wanted to perform. I respected his commitment and his determination that we all understand … Continue reading Day 1, Week 1: Year Two (Don’t Stop Believin’)