Essays

"My People Didn't Dance," a story about parents getting it ... finally. "True, I hadn’t met The Man of My Dreams on the dance floor (actually I had, we just didn’t know it yet) ... " Read more

"My People Didn't Dance," a story about parents getting it ... finally.

"True, I hadn’t met The Man of My Dreams on the dance floor (actually I had, we just didn’t know it yet) ... " Read more

"I Quit My Job at 43 to Hike the Appalachian Trail," an essay about taking a leap of faith later in life "Another gnat buzzes in my ear, wings whirring like tiny helicopter blades poised to cut. I raise my arm to wave it away but really, what's the point?" Read more

"I Quit My Job at 43 to Hike the Appalachian Trail," an essay about taking a leap of faith later in life

"Another gnat buzzes in my ear, wings whirring like tiny helicopter blades poised to cut. I raise my arm to wave it away but really, what's the point?" Read more

"Why We Dance," a personal essay on pages 24-25 "His hand remained suspended for a moment while he cocked his head and stared past me for a beat. He squinted, nodded as if to himself, and then looked at me again, eyes widened. He lowered his hand and I hooked my fingers over his. ..." Read more (Photo by Mike Jeon)

"Why We Dance," a personal essay on pages 24-25

"His hand remained suspended for a moment while he cocked his head and stared past me for a beat. He squinted, nodded as if to himself, and then looked at me again, eyes widened. He lowered his hand and I hooked my fingers over his. ..." Read more

(Photo by Mike Jeon)

"Tough Times," an essay about a long hike "As humans interested in transformation or peak experiences, we put ourselves intentionally in discomfort’s way precisely because we know it is through this kind of deprivation and denial that we can begin to “re-see” and re-appreciate simple things ..." Read more (Photo by Nastco/iStock / Getty Images)

"Tough Times," an essay about a long hike

"As humans interested in transformation or peak experiences, we put ourselves intentionally in discomfort’s way precisely because we know it is through this kind of deprivation and denial that we can begin to “re-see” and re-appreciate simple things ..." Read more

(Photo by Nastco/iStock / Getty Images)

"Wait Till Next Year," an essay in the Washington Post about my first year teaching "For a while, it worked. I went in each day with renewed energy, saw my students through tender, concerned eyes and used love as a verb. Slowly, though, the other stuff crept back in. ..." Read more (Photo by Liderina/iStock / Getty Images)

"Wait Till Next Year," an essay in the Washington Post about my first year teaching

"For a while, it worked. I went in each day with renewed energy, saw my students through tender, concerned eyes and used love as a verb. Slowly, though, the other stuff crept back in. ..." Read more

(Photo by Liderina/iStock / Getty Images)

Underconnected, an essay about digital distractions—and gratifications Before my hiatus from modern life, I relished the idea of digital disconnection. Like many of us, I blamed a fusillade of social-media fueled dopamine hits for clipping my attention span and cluttering my mind. ... Read more

Underconnected, an essay about digital distractions—and gratifications

Before my hiatus from modern life, I relished the idea of digital disconnection. Like many of us, I blamed a fusillade of social-media fueled dopamine hits for clipping my attention span and cluttering my mind. ... Read more

"How NOT to Prepare Your Students for MAP," an article about test prep "[T]hey were the kids whose parents were reading to them in the womb, the kids who would do well no matter what. The kids in the more urban school did fine precisely because its culture ignored the high-stakes hubbub. Read more

"How NOT to Prepare Your Students for MAP," an article about test prep

"[T]hey were the kids whose parents were reading to them in the womb, the kids who would do well no matter what. The kids in the more urban school did fine precisely because its culture ignored the high-stakes hubbub. Read more