Parents didn’t invite me to thanksgiving. mom said…

goal: learn something new and teach someone else. I sit at my desk, look around. Student artwork, books, photos of this year’s class. I pull out the small framed photo. Helen, 1998, classroom. Smiling. I whisper to it. I did it, Grandma. I proved teaching matters. Not because the world applauded, but because it always mattered. And I never stopped continue reading …