Taking Matters in Hand?

Growing up, my parents used many verbal expressions, several of which I still use today. For example, it was not uncommon for my father to say, “Boy, we’re finished shopping. Let’s bugger off and head home” or “That’s it for today. Let’s bugger off and get ready for supper.” Bugger off – it seemed like… Continue reading Taking Matters in Hand?

Matthew – Part II

I finished my teaching career at HHS. I taught Chemistry there for six years. Because MCS fed into HHS, for the first five years I had at least two former kindergarten students in each of my chemistry classes. Few teachers could claim such a connection with his/her students. During my sixth year, it was only… Continue reading Matthew – Part II

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

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

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

To the Rescue

One day after school I was working in my classroom. All was quiet when I recognized a voice in the hallway. It was a colleague and I could tell that he was on a rant. I didn’t know who he was talking to but I was thankful it wasn’t me. After a few minutes I… Continue reading To the Rescue

Second Wind

During the year I spent at the District Office my title was, Supervisor of Middle and High Schools. I would often receive calls from parents who were unhappy with decisions made by principals. One day I received a call from a father who was upset that his son was warned of a possible suspension. I… Continue reading Second Wind