Just Ticketyboo

When asked the question, How are you today?, how do you answer it? I suppose your response would vary depending on whether you were considering your metal, physical, spiritual or emotional state. Let’s face it, when asked the question, in most cases the person really doesn’t want you to answer it. It is simply a… Continue reading Just Ticketyboo

Thinking of You

There is a younger woman who attends the same gym I do. By many, she would be described as being very attractive. She would always be listening to music and have her ear-buds in so we never actually talked. We would often nod a greeting but that would be it. One morning, several months ago,… Continue reading Thinking of You

Is This Your Wife?

I was attending a retirement reception for a colleague. A number of former teachers were in attendance. I was chatting with a retired principal, a woman I hadn’t seen for a while. While we were talking, a younger teacher approached us and asked me if this woman were my wife. I made introductions and explained… Continue reading Is This Your Wife?

A Call to Action

This event took place seven years ago. It was in a grade 9 classroom downstairs from my room. The teacher just happened to be a student of mine twenty years earlier. Two grade nine boys were presenting their video project to the class. The teacher was seated at her desk and a teaching assistant (TA)… Continue reading A Call to Action

The Good Old Days

It was about a year ago. I was in the foyer of a bank, attempting to make a deposit. It was an envelope-free ATM and for some reason it wouldn’t accept part of the deposit. I had to cancel the transaction, have my cash returned and start over. This happened a couple of times. There… Continue reading The Good Old Days

Below the Belt

Calvin was a grade 8 student. He wasn’t particularly bad but he could get into a bit of trouble. By a few staff he was know as The Child Who Could Do No Wrong. Whatever the issue, his mother’s response was to defend his behaviours regardless of the circumstances. For her, it was always the… Continue reading Below the Belt

A Losing Streak

When my daughter was in grade 9 she attended the end of year Farewell to the Grads assembly. She and her classmates were seated with the other grade 9 classes at the front of the auditorium. Just before the graduates were paraded into the room, the door at the left side of the auditorium opened.… Continue reading A Losing Streak