The arrival of spring at 12:57 this afternoon did not disappoint. Sure, it happened without trumpets, parades or confetti- and yes, there's yet another chance for snow next week. That doesn't matter too much to me. All I know is when the warm sun hit my face this afternoon I squinted looking up at an abundance of blue sky and smiled. It's like the rain from yesterday and this morning's dreary fog never even happened.
Change. It's good.
A Reflection on Eight Years of Slicing, Briefly - This was my eighth year slicing - and in reflection, it hasn't gotten any easier. But, it's not gotten harder, either. Just like our students, selecting ...
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