Ice and cold, inside and out...

Winter's back again. Sixteen degrees. March does this, though. But the ice is epic; yesterday, we hit around 50 degrees, and the melting/flooding was in full swing. Thus, my front walk was a luge run. G sanded it this morning when he took the trash barrels out to the curb-- I appreciate it. The last thing I need is to fall (again). 

And it's Friday. Amen. Sometimes, you just need a reset. 

I wish we could hit pause/reset on the country.

Fear has set in at just about every level, and that's disheartening. What can we say/ not say, teach/ not teach, have on our walls, shelves, etc. And who among our students will we be unintentionally hurting? 

I didn't sign up to hurt kids. I'll figure it out, but the air is getting pretty thin and it's hard to breathe. 

Have a good day. 

C