The Class of 2020

I began writing this post on the morning I was supposed to take a personal day. On the day of my own convocation. This may sound crazy, but I dressed up in a cap and gown and walked across my lawn to commemorate the occasion.  I felt guilty about being sad; the world...

Why now? What now?

Why now? What now? These two questions, posed by my colleague and friend, Dwayne Samuel continue to echo in my head. We have had many, many conversations in the past four years and some of them have been about race: he is one of two black teachers at my school. I am...