It has been almost exactly a month since I've written. Remembering myself a month ago, when I thought that perhaps we were living through an important moment in history...and then...George Floyd, Ahmad Arbery, Breonna Taylor...and nationwide outrage, now I know for sure that we are witnessing history being made, revolution being lived, and change being made. Hope during a time of hopelessness. Unity in a time of separation. I want to write much more about the movement we are witnessing, and participating in right now. Tonight, I want to talk about remote teaching coming to a close. This is my backyard on Friday afternoon, June 5th. I had just finished my last google meet class of the academic year. The lilacs have just about gone by. The peonies are about to open. It almost feels like summer, and then again, it doesn't. After all, for my entire childhood and most of my adult life, summer has been marked by the closing of school! Farewell rituals, end of year celebra...
A collaborative blog of moms quarantined with their kids as we navigate the uncharted waters of the COVID 19 pandemic and self isolation with our children!