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Author Archives: Mark E.P. Roberts
On Your Mark
Two Friday’s ago, I pressed my best and only suit and drove to GW’s Lisner auditorium on 21st Street. Two years ago, I promised one male student at his mother’s funeral that I would be there to shake his hand … Continue reading
Summer Madness and the Teacher Zone
I’ve been away–not to an exotic place whose very name conjures forth images of mysterious mandarin nights, or spicy Mai Tai cocktails on some uncharted beach. No, for the past month, I simply spent most of my days at home, … Continue reading
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Education Stimulation: My Spot
Last night, I did something I rarely do on Friday’s. I went out to this spot I know just north of the city. Part bar, part party, the place overflows with this wondrous blend of humanity only it could attract. … Continue reading
The Sun Also Rises
Next to the first week of school, I favor the last. Exams are over, and the students who show up do so not for grades, but just because they enjoy being there. They spend unpressured time with friends and even … Continue reading
Remember When We Were Friends
At first, I thought it was just me until a colleague shared a similar intuition. All year long, I could sense something in the air at school, something unsettled. Transitions are, of course, the hallmark of adolescence, and I quickly … Continue reading
The Power of Words
For the past two weeks or so, technical difficulties I still do not understand robbed me of my daily romp through the Internet and held this blog at bay. My carrier finally repaired the line late yesterday, just in time … Continue reading
The Big Chair
On Sunday, I drove to visit my old church off Martin Luther King, Jr Avenue in Anacostia. I passed the Big Chair, and I remembered walking beneath it many times as a child. I marveled that the “world’s biggest chair” … Continue reading
Teaching and a Dog’s Life
I hadn’t even noticed until my neighbor pointed it out. In the weeks after my youngest went off to college, I started taking my dog with me whenever I drove the car on errands. It was two years ago, while … Continue reading
Spare the Rod; Spoil the Child
The rumored reunion of The Fugees means almost nothing to my students, who were mere toddlers when the group topped the Billboard charts in 1996. I am always surprised when my references in class to 1980s and early ’90s cultural … Continue reading
Who’s Looking Out for Tiffany?
On Saturday, the debate team I coach competed in a tournament hosted by a school my eldest daughter once attended. While there, I inadvertently encountered two teachers with whom I once served on the LSRT. I was a parent rep. … Continue reading