September 2004

Finally, SOMETHING seems to be working for Miss Center of the Known Universe. Today in her karate lesson, her teacher asked her to practice her kicks, while she helped someone else. The teacher told her to do ten. Hope did ten, and then, when the teacher was still busy, went on to twenty. Then thirty, […]

I need to learn to snarl. I’ve tried polite requests, I’ve tried leaving my piles of work in plain sight, and I’ve tried plain old “no.” Nothing works. Every single teacher, administrator, counselor and librarian is absolutely convinced I am the only person who can look up student’s schedules and phone numbers, as well as