Thursday, May 26, 2016

The Tale of a Pencil

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

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