A gypsy scribbler's musings & ruminations
Last week, I sprang a performance on my students. More than that ... I taught them a completely new song ... a cappella ... in Xhosa ... the day before they had to sing it ... for the whole middle and high school. I'm not sharing this because I'm proud of this last-minute approach to... Continue Reading →
The two girls could not look at each other anymore. Their faces were flushed and their eyes full of angry tears. One stood facing me with her arms crossed and foot thrust forward. The other stood with slumped shoulders, clutching her elbow and shifting her weight side to side as she looked through the window... Continue Reading →
When you’re new, you don’t KNOW. You don’t know what’s important and what’s incidental; what you have the power to fix yourself, and what you need someone else to fix for you. You don’t just have questions – you have questions about your questions: Who do I ask? Where do I go to find the... Continue Reading →
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