Busting a Groove? When I first started teaching I agreed to chaperone two dances a year. Dances were held on Friday nights, so they made a long week seem even longer, but it was a nice way to contribute. For the most part they were uneventful and were well attended by the students. Once or… Continue reading Busting a Groove?
Downhill From Here I first started teaching in Corner Brook, Newfoundland. We bought a house in Pasadena which was a twenty minute drive from work. Everyday I had the pleasure of driving along the Humber River to get to school. It was the most scenic of drives. The route took me past the Marble Mountain… Continue reading Downhill from Here
Blood Olympics It was springtime, 1987. I recall it being a beautiful afternoon, and I had decided I was due to donate blood. I happened to mention this to a colleague. He said that he was also due to give and would come along with me. Andy was a phys. ed. teacher and former university… Continue reading The Blood Olympics
A Sigh is just a Sigh? During my first year of teaching I was not only the newest teacher on staff but also the youngest. It was an exciting time. No doubt, I learned more that year about teaching than any that followed. The learning curve was steep, but it was so much fun. On… Continue reading A Sigh is just a Sigh?
Tying the Knot Over the years, I have attended a number of weddings of former students. In most cases the invitation was based on the relationships that formed after the student graduated; for example, many graduates went on to become teammates of mine playing senior rugby. Based on the friendships formed I was often invited… Continue reading Tying the Knot
Playing the Bureacratic Game One year at Macdonald Consolidated a rather troubled middle school student arrived. He had been expelled from his school in the city and was now in a group home in our area. He was quite disruptive and had a number of academic deficiencies. He proved to be quite a handful. We… Continue reading Playing the Bureaucratic Game
Teenage Mutant Ninja Barbie It was a few days before students arrived in September. I was teaching at Kennebecasis Valley High and the student population was approaching 1900. I looked at my homeroom class list and recognized a name. Tracy was in my homeroom the previous year (Chem 11) and was now enrolled in my… Continue reading Teenage Mutant Ninja Barbie