
565 Miles Apart.
On Friday afternoon, I read my students Peter H. Reynolds’ book The North Star, which is about a boy who sets out on a journey. We started the year with … Continue Reading 565 Miles Apart.
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On Friday afternoon, I read my students Peter H. Reynolds’ book The North Star, which is about a boy who sets out on a journey. We started the year with … Continue Reading 565 Miles Apart.
It rained today. Hard. Really, really hard. I had to run the windshield wipers on the highest setting just so I could see out. Hence, I didn’t do everything I … Continue Reading My Last Day in New York City