Keeping Up the Pace

      When I was in fourth grade, I went home one afternoon with only one of my snow boots on my feet. We had a fire drill late in the after...

   I wrote this blog five years ago, when my first group of IB TOK seniors headed off to college. I have continued to revise and share it ea...

      I'm one of those people who takes several hours to leave a place. I have to say goodbye to every last person I know. I linger beca...

      You haven't lived until you've had a sandwich from a New York delicatessen. The meat is piled high on top of your choice of br...

      When I was a junior in high school, I played a minor character named Charlotte Sowerberry in the play Oliver. In one scene, the stage ...

     I have come to value the moments of beautiful irony in my life--not the moments that Alanis Morissette referenced in her hit song in th...

I didn't sign up for this.       That's what keeps coming to mind this year every time I put on a mask before I head into a public p...