Community Voices
I’ve been thinking: It’s been a great summer. Coffee on patios, conversation with friends, family, peers. But talks that usually would focus on the Minnesota art of “catching up” have routinely devolved into a review of what is happening in our country.
Community Voices
The questions pour out like a river, but they empty into an endless sea. Because my mother was an only child, there are no aunts and uncles left to ask.
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I fret that we cannot allow ourselves to stray too much. That the world will leave us behind, scale new heights and create innovation while we wander.
Community Voices
It feels like the whole of the city, natural and built, is pausing, inhaling, and leaning toward the newness of fall.
Community Voices
Slowly, let’s let summer go. Take a moment — or many — to just breathe; sitting or lying down, breathe deep, breathe in pure air, or music, or sky.
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It’s work that resounds with human empathy, booms with love, serves others, nurtures a healthy self. The true joy has resided in trying, showing up, and continuing the quest of human curiosity for learning.
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It was during my first year of teaching and my first parent-teacher conferences when the threat came: “I’m coming to your door, with a gun, and I’m going to shoot you.”
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If we really mean to close the achievement gap, and support and create great schools, intervention needs to happen far before kindergarten.
