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
When I was in grades 5 and 6, I was a member of the School Safety Patrol, a program sponsored by the Canadian Automobile Association. As patrolmen we would be assigned a crosswalk near the school, and our responsibility was to watch for traffic and indicate when it was safe for students to cross the… Continue reading My Old School – Part IV
One of the evening’s events was going to be the opening of a time capsule. I couldn’t recall anything about a time capsule when I was a student there; mind you, I was only eight when the school opened. I was looking forward to viewing the contents. Shortly after my tour of the school I… Continue reading My Old School – Part III
Over the years I tried different marking schemes and procedures. Nearing the end of my career I think I finally settled upon a system that made sense – to me anyway. One of my consistencies, however, was that I would tell students that if they were ever unhappy with a mark received, to come and… Continue reading Out of Proportion
A few weeks back I called a company with which I do some business. One of the things that impresses me about this company is that a human answers the phone. Oh, and they provide good customer service too. After I introduced myself, the fellow on the line said, “Hello, Mr. Caines. How are you… Continue reading The Long Answer?
There is a common expression in courtroom proceedings that a lawyer should never ask a question unless s/he knows the answer. This would be one of those questions and it was asked about twelve years ago. To Student: “How stupid do you think I am?” Student: “It’s not a matter of degree, Mr. Caines.” Follow… Continue reading Questions One Should Never Ask
Cheaper By the Dozen During the year I spent at the District Office I had the good fortune of driving by a newly opened bagel store each day. I knew the owner, he was actually the principal of one of the nearby high schools. I would often stop in on my way home to pick… Continue reading Cheaper by the Dozen