For years, a Sherman teacher has adorned her personal workspace with things that are important to her. Of course, there are signs and posters throughout the classroom that are meant to encourage student learning and motivate. Around the teacher’s workspace, which is in the back of the room, you’ll find the files and papers she needs to do her work, drawings and notes from students, and a display of eight crosses she’s personally collected and used to adorn the area where she spends a large percentage of her waking hours.
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The Herald Democrat continues its salute to National Poetry Month by yielding the space below to local poets. Local poets will continue to be featured in this space through the end of April.
The Herald Democrat continues its salute to National Poetry Month by yeilding this space once more to local poets.
The Herald Democrat continues its salute to local wordsmiths as we celebrate National Poetry Month. Local poets will continue to be featured in this space through the end of April.
April is National Poetry Month and in celebration of the written word, the Herald Democrat plans to yield this space for the entire month to local poets. Here’s an index of all the poems we’ve published. It will be updated regularly.
Watching the family canine descend into old age is a long, painful odyssey for many pets owners. Standing idly by while Fido licks his arthritic paws — unable to understand why they hurt and ignorant as to the uselessness of the only treatment he knows — can be every bit as frustrating as watching a grandparent struggle with dementia.
Imagine you are 10 years old and being led, along with your 6-year-old sibling, into the back seat of a police cruiser. The police promise to take you home to your parents, just three blocks away.
Leadership gurus often talk about blame-storming, which is just like brainstorming except that the purpose is to find a scapegoat for something that’s gone wrong. Social media is now producing what you might call “shame-storming,” where some offense (real or imagined) is uncovered, and a horde of indignant tweeters quickly assembles to publicize the transgression and heap imprecations on its author.
As the father of a high school senior who suffered this spring through the angst of waiting for college acceptance notices at a time when some top schools reject more than 90 percent of applicants, I have a simple suggestion to reduce some of the craziness.