The smoke is still pretty thick ’round here, although the rains have come. We’re used to the Bay Area having fog cascade over the hills like some magical potion pouring out of a steaming mug, but this daily blanket of smoke has not been the same. Our eyes have watered; we’ve coughed; our voices have…
Tag: November Days of Gratitude
Oh, these kids! November Days of Gratitude
November Days of Gratitude: My kids, because where would a teacher be without a classroom full of children? I have to admit, this year I have particularly charming classes and, as every teacher can tell you, that isn’t always the case. Classes of children take on personalities and this year, I have an incredibly sweet…
We all need a village: November Days of Gratitude
November Days of Gratitude: My colleagues. In education, that is a combination of scores of teachers, supportive administration, and indispensable support staff. Without all of them, I don’t know where I’d be. I’m sure I wouldn’t be the teacher I am. From my first year teaching in 1990, when I would unabashedly arrive in the…
Respite: November Days of Gratitude
I have to make this quick. We are pressed for time as we’re trying to leave early so as maybe to avoid traffic. Who am I kidding? We’re leaving Southern California and I don’t know if there is ever a good time to avoid traffic here. It’s getting that way in the Bay Area, too,…
Hello? Hello? Finally a little recognition: November Days of Gratitude
On this Veteran’s Day, I am grateful to all our Veterans — those still with us and those who served and are now long gone — may the ideals you sought and fought to protect be ever worth fighting for and protecting. I am also grateful for stories that are finally emerging about all the…
Our Heroes: November Days of Gratitude*
We drove a very long 9 hours yesterday from the Bay Area to Newport Beach, via SLO to pick up our daughter, and had to travel through Ventura County and Thousand Oaks which have just suffered not one, but two devastating events: a gun massacre killing 12 people and then a fire the next day,…
Finding those tiny beams of light: November Days of Gratitude
I’ve always been fascinated that in the darkest of dark, our eyes can adjust to first see shadows and grays and then to eke out enough light to find our way. As I’ve dabbled in photography over the years, I’ve found myself trying to understand light most of all. It’s always the light, working with…
Barbara Ganias Comstock 