Memories

A Teacher’s Joy

  I ran into a former student of mine tonight. He was a sweet little boy in my 5th grade classroom back in 2011. The mental image I have is of him sitting in the corner desk at the front of the room, bending over his notebook and scribbling away. Today he was being recognized by the school district for his artistic abilities--he made a sculpture of a lizard out of tree bark in the style...

Marks from the Past

A couple of weeks ago, I stopped by my Tío Toñito's house. After 37 years, he has finally decided to sell his home--the one in which I lived between the ages of 5 and 11. I have so many memories of that place! The backyard, our pets, going for walks through the neighborhood, drawing in my bedroom, watching TV with him in the living room...