Through the small tall bathroom window the December yard is gray and scratchy, the tree calligraphic.
I am a bike enthusiast; there's a certain amount of romance to bikes. They're both beautiful and utilitarian.
Because I grew up with this naive expectation of people doing right, I get shocked by every little violation.
The key thing is, even if you only have a couple of hours a month, those two hours shoulder-to-shoulder, next to one student, concentrated attention, shining this beam of light on their work, on their thoughts and their self-expression, is going to be absolutely transformative, because so many of the students have not had that ever before.
It's not that our family has no taste, it's just that our family's taste is inconsistent.