On Being Simply True

Yesterday morning in the hours before dawn there was a huge storm just off shore, between our south facing beaches and Catalina island. I kn...

Last week, three of my students made me cry. The first was Matthew, one of my freshmen. We do silent reading at the beginning of every clas...

Some weeks ago fellow blogger Glenn (“glnroz” at “Differences with the Same Likeness”) suggested to his readers that they see “The Stoning o...

“I think that I cannot preserve my health and spirits, unless I spend four hours a day at least… sauntering through the woods and over the ...

Many of you sent kind thoughts before I left for Seattle, and I want to thank you for your words and your support. My brother Dan passed awa...

Eight years ago, toward the end of a horrible year teaching for a horrible principal, I got a call from former colleague Martha Srisamai (no...

After several days in a row of disappointments, rejection slips and discouraging news, I decided it was time for me to go in search of tall ...