It has been about three weeks since my last post. For those of you that wait with baited breath waiting for my next post, I apologize for the wait. For those of you that don’t, tough poo poo. Since I began this blog, I keep thinking to myself, ” I really have to sit down and write something in my blog.” But alas, work, family, and life leave me exhausted at the end of the day and whatever…
Photo of the Day
The Furthur Bus! 😍 (at Oak Ridge Estate)
Sunset Puddle. Toronto, 2014.
First off, let me say that I do not handle change very well. Never did. Also, if it ain’t broke don’t fix it.
Lately there has been lots of change in my life. My oldest son ‘officially’ moved out and into a Condo with his Fiance, my youngest son move to California and my wife and I had to get used to being ‘Empty Nesters’. Which, I might add was actually kind of nice and quiet. However it was…
Harriet Tubman never lost a slave in 19 trips on the Underground Railroad. One of her secrets for not getting caught was drugging kids with opium to keep them from crying.
Ball of Confusion (for your listening pleasure) So what has actually changed since that song was written?
Folks, this is something that has been debated for years now. The results are starting to come in. Here is one opinion in todays NY Times. Let the discussion begin.
NYTimes: Teaching Is Not a Business