Heads down!

We’re having a timeout – said my grade 2 teacher almost every single day.  Continue reading


Friend Bombs (or “when my friends know my life better than I do”)

This is another long one, so maybe grab a cup of coffee or a glass of wine (depending on what time you’re reading this) and settle in. I apologize in advance but after sitting on this for almost 36 hours, all the memories just flooded back one at a time, forcing me to squint into my phone frantically typing them out at 1am before my body would let me go to sleep.

I went through many different titles for this post and finally settled on this one. I had a conversation with a friend a few days ago and was informed that I had a boyfriend in grade 11. Continue reading


A Series of Sarahs – Sarah 1

They say that as a teacher, there will be certain names that, when you hear them, they will bring war-like flashbacks, causing you to curl into a fetal position for a few hours wondering when the next attack might happen. This is kind of true! Today however, I want to talk about a name that started to influence my life way before I was a teacher. That name is Sarah or Sara. Yes – both versions. I know I usually don’t use real names, but I kind of have to for this. Over the next few days, I’ll tell you about all the Sara(h)s in my life.  Continue reading