This morning, in front of my first period English class, one of my female students innocently asks if I was wearing a new shirt. “Sure am,” and I’m thinking she will tell me she likes it. And she does tell me, but not immediately. Instead she casually points out, “You still have the M sticker… Continue reading Dearest March: Please Send April
The snow fell steadily. Plows made loud noises around us. Yet, amid the noise, amid the shuffle of life, 70-something middle and high school students standing in a circle held 7 minutes of silence and then shared bios of the people who were lost in Parkland, Florida during a school shooting. This was a non-sanctioned,… Continue reading Why We Walked Out Today…
Dear Mikaela, Lindsey, Stephanie, Laurie and/or any other Female U.S Olympic or Paralympic Alpine Ski Racer Willing to Pass Down Your GS Suit to a Six Year Old: Forgive the first name basis, Ms. Shiffrin, Ms. Vonn, Ms. Jallen, and Ms. Stephens. You see, the other day my daughter asked me to write you a… Continue reading Dear Mikaela, Lindsey, Stephanie, Laurie, and/or any other Female U.S. Olympic or Paralympic Alpine Ski Racer Willing to Pass Down Your GS Suit to a Six Year Old…
Some are fond of the cliche: “Tourism is our bread and butter,” but too much bread and butter can also clog the arteries, also known as the dangerous main streets and back roads of ski country. First of all, thank you to our local police departments in Lincoln and Woodstock for keeping those arteries through… Continue reading Manners for Us ALL to Remember Especially When the State of MA Moves into Small NH Ski Towns
Don’t get me wrong; we love to celebrate our children’s friendships at school. We LOVE our teachers– been damn lucky every year since birth so far! We LOVE the growing friendships in their classrooms, through our neighborhood, on our mountain. We LOVE the big kids our own look up to. There is so much LOVE… Continue reading Here’s the Problem with Valentine’s Day…
(Photo credit: Ken Mack) This has been a rough week for snowmakers of the Northeast. To say the least. The very least. With temperatures hovering around freezing, the precipitation is indecisive, switching back and forth between being a solid and a liquid. Flood warnings in January for 12-24 hours are also never a good… Continue reading Ode to Our Snowmakers: Those Here on Earth and in Heaven
There once was a boy named Peter who left our school when his mom moved his family to Maine. Here only a short time, he impacted our staff and school community in ways he will never be able to understand even if we could explain it to him in person. I’ve changed his name along… Continue reading Thinking of Peter Pan and Johnny Cash
I’ve never dragged a human body into the woods, but I can imagine the work involved. After all, each year I dissemble the Christmas tree, and we say a little prayer of thanks over his branches before returning him to the woods where he came from. This year, however, I had to drag him… Continue reading Christmas Carcass
My dad won’t be pleased that I’m writing about him, but as he gave the Veterans Day Speech at the school where I am an English teacher and his grandchildren are students, he doesn’t have much of a choice. I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again: the Lin-Wood School community does Veterans Day… Continue reading Honoring Veterans Today and Every Day
Fall fires are the best– warm enough so we can remain outdoors under a clear night sky in early November when our mountain tops begin to collect snow. I needed this bonfire tonight, to be surrounded by a lot of really good people, to watch big kids looking after little kids with the random adult… Continue reading Fall Fires, Full Moons, and Other F Words
Heather Ehrman Krill: The "Write" Kind of Coach 