Twelve Days of Summer with My Twelve-Year-Old: DAY EIGHT

On the eighth day of Summer(mas), my middle schooler gave to me: eight dropped balls a’rolling ————————– My summer teaching takes place online, allowing me the mercy of not driving to campus but, rather, typing at my students from a variety of places within my house. Always, always, I’m a better teacher when I’m not wearing […]

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