Flights give me a lot of time to think, especially since I have the unfortunate gift of never being able to sleep a mile above the ground. As I left the Gaborone, Botswana airport and began the long journey back home, I settled into my unconscious mind and attempted...
As I wait in Gaborone, Botswana for the new school year to begin, I face the same doubts and fears that anyone does before their first day at a new high school. The only difference is I’m also worried about whether or not I’m going to get eaten by a lion...
I recently spent 11 weeks teaching history classes to high school students in a rural community in Michigan. During this time I have had the opportunity to get to know dozens of students. I have observed many things about the teenagers (especially the young ladies) in...
