Recently, a friend of mine and I were reminiscing about a teacher we had 30 years ago in high school. Mr. Beard. That was his name. He drove me a little crazy with his strict writing structure. But he definitely made an impression on me. From time to time I think about him and that class I had so long
Thursday, May 26, 2016
Friday, March 25, 2016
The Time Traveling Teacher
Here I was again. Stuck back in the past—without any money
no less. Don’t get me wrong. I love the whole time traveling bit. It’s my
chosen profession after all. But I can’t ever take any modern conveniences with
me. Not that I care so much about that. I don’t need to be transported from one
spot to another in a blink of an
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