training day

We sat in the pews and looked forward. There were nerves fluttering in the air, though there was no need for fear. Right? Three men strode into the sanctuary and called out, “We’re looking for Jennifer!” I was told, at a Holocaust teaching training, not to ask students, what would you do? What would you […]

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March in February

We were reading a science fiction story in which the people do not eat real food, but only some kind of artificial goo. “That’s like what my cousin had,” a student said. “She was out of her mind and drank drain cleaner, so they had to feed her through a tube.” “Whoa,” I said. “That’s […]

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January 30, 2026

“General strike” is damn hard to pull off. I skipped the first call. I forgot about the walkout. So I decided to go for it January 30. Most of my students would be on a field trip, and I am completely caught up at work, so the only real cost to me was the day […]

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cold

It was a snowpacolypse. The late January 2026 ‘lypse. It was madness to go outside, but my friend with the four wheel drive got his car running, and we were off. I was wearing: regular underwear (sorry), two pairs of long underwear, a dress, a long skirt, a sweater, arm warmies, mittens, two wool hats, […]

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