Where Were You When The Planes Hit?

My tribute to Craig Damian Lilore can be found here. Mamacita says:  I’m guessing that many most bloggers will be posting tributes this weekend, and telling the blogosphere ‘where we were’ when the planes hit the World Trade Center. Here … Continue reading

To Literally Pinch a Loaf. . . .

Mamacita says:  I never hear the word “loaf” without remembering the last junior high dance I ever chaperoned.  I always loved to chaperone those little dances, even though we were not paid for doing so, unlike the teachers who worked … Continue reading

Say Hello to My Little Friend

Mamacita says:  This is a caffeine molecule. We hang out far too much.  I had thought about writing a humorous essay about how I’ve been known to drive to WalMart at 3 a.m. for Diet Coke because we were out … Continue reading

Good Teaching Is Like Good Stand-Up.

Mamacita says:  I love children, and I love students of all ages, and I love teaching, and I love genuine education in all of its 6-degrees-of-separation wonder. Everything is connected – everything in the known and unknown universe is connected. … Continue reading

Teachers and The Knack

Mamacita says: There is a knack to teaching middle and high school students that some teachers never quite learn. I’m not sure it can be learned; it might be an art, a talent one must have at birth. For want … Continue reading

Shhh, I Hear Freedom Ringing!

Mamacita says:  Happy Independence Day. And if you do not believe in that, then, Happy Fourth of July. Everyone has a fourth of July. It’s right there between the third and the fifth, so none of your lip now. . … Continue reading