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My Take on Take a Knee

You're watching a bunch of kids out on a field. Could be football, could be futbol. Heck, it could be rugby, who knows. The point is, there's some kind of a ball, a grassy turf, spectators, and kids. Athletes, members of two opposing teams, running around playing and having fun but also, you know, putting their bodies at risk. Knowing full well that in the middle of all that running around, someone's bound to get...

Love Letters

I'm starting back up with this nonsense and enjoying it very much. Scattering these little notes around, hoping to widen their reach over time.   Here's how I imagine it:   You are walking around town and stop to tie your shoelace. Or maybe you're at a quirky coffee shop with a friend and drop your pen between the cushions of a sofa. Or maybe you are looking for a book at a library, or waiting at a bus...

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...

Roll of Thunder

I'm queasy. Feeling a little sick to my stomach right now, and it has nothing to do with those damn iron pills my doctor wants me to take. Tonight, while doing research for a paper I have to turn in tomorrow (I know that smells of procrastination, but it isn't--we have papers due every week), I came across a fascinating, haunting piece of literature. My hands are trembling. This thing shook me. I nearly cried.   I want...

Lost and Found in San Antonio

I had the privilege of attending the 5th annual San Antonio Book Festival this past weekend and enjoyed myself even more than I had intended to. The Festival itself was incredible: very well-organized with a wide range of exhibitors, speakers, activities, and delicious food. I walked away with four new books, a handy red tote, two free pins, some spicy chicken street tacos in my tummy, and a beautiful turquoise-and-onyx bracelet from Pulquerios on my wrist. :o)   I started off...

Land of the Fearful

I see it now. I get it. And I agree. The ban. The wall. It all makes sense.   My daughter came home yesterday complaining about rumors that her school's annual 8th grade field trip to the Holocaust Museum had been cancelled. When I asked why, she said that apparently some students from her school had been disrespectful on previous trips to the museum and her principal didn’t want to run the risk of having students from...

Uncommon Courtesy

A couple of days ago I found myself (as I do pretty much every day of my life) on the highway. I hadn't bothered to check my GPS for traffic before getting on, but since I was early to my appointment, I didn't mind it too much when I came over a hill to discover a seemingly endless line of brake lights. It was stop-and-go for what felt like five miles but was probably closer to just half...

Seasons Change

My favorite time of year begins at the start of football season, and it's not just because I love a good game of football. It's everything else, too: the cooler weather (even though just today the temperature around here got up to over 70 degrees before plummeting into the 20s), the holiday decorations, the family gatherings, the comfort food, the turning leaves, the breaks from work. This final week before Christmas, though, has always been...

Of Paper, Lines, and Machines

A couple of days ago, I stopped by a local bookstore called Deep Vellum Books. I'd heard of it and been curious about it but had never made the time to visit. I'm so glad I finally did. The very first book I laid my eyes on, sitting right there in the window like a fresh apple strudel, was Witness, written by Robert Rient and translated from Polish by a friend of mine named Frank Garrett (who...