Confessions of a Progressively Irrelevant Teacher

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Social Studies Lessons for Kenney 4 What makes your life a good one?  Back in the day, the majority of Canadians might have agreed that ...

Every family has its stories.  Some of them are told over and over again. My mom was fond of repeating stories, even before the dement...

Why are textbooks so terrible? It's like they beat out anything interesting or fun about a subject. The drama and the injustices and the...

Top Ten Reasons You Know it's Spring in Northern Alberta Your local paper features a photo of a goose on open water. The last of t...

Sometimes a place you visit stays with you. Gibara is one of those places.  On the evening of September 7, 2008, Hurricane Ike made la...

I took this photo of my husband in Gibara.  If you look just past his shoulder, you'll see an old man reading a paper in front ...

Sending a postcard is a simple task. Or at least one might think so. You buy the cards, write on them, address them and go to the post off...

"A machine could do his job," my husband says, nodding towards the guard coming out of the security booth on the causeway. The gua...

Bougainvillea splash wild across the hillside. On the other side of the road, the Atlantic fades blue to the horizon with its improbable sug...

Lessons for Kenney Part 2 Photos of my ancestors look down from my walls.  My paternal great grandfather, Samuel Hartford, who came...

Social Studies Lessons for Kenney Part 1 Whether it's teaching 5 year olds to be kind to one another or encouraging junior high kids...

Here's a tip. If someone in your organization is leaving after decades of loyal service, perhaps you can think of a better way to say ...

Gale force winds and bitter snow. Yet still we gather. In our parkas and toques and mittens and scarves. With our candles blowing out in ...

When you are kid, you often feel like you are living in your parents' shadow. At least that is how I felt, growing up in a small town ...

This morning, I turn on the Christmas lights for the last time. I put the last of the Christmas cookies on my mom's star shaped cookie s...