People often talk about how much they dislike it when their worlds collide. As in they don’t want to hang out with their work friends AND old high school friends at the same time. Me? I’ve never understood this. If I love them all, my assumption is that they will also love each other. And…
A couple of weeks ago, I found myself playing with the baby who used to be on the street. Mom was off buying juice, Dad was washing windows in the intersection, and Miguel was babysitting. Babysitting included asking the baby to … Continue reading →
Let’s pretend for a moment that you’re a teacher. On January 6th, as the kids begin their first day back from break, you give them their first assignment. “Let’s all write an essay on what we did over break.” Pencils clutched awkwardly in fifth grade fists and the scratching begins. Except for one boy sitting…