It’s the weekend before Memorial Day, it’s my daughter’s last day of elementary school, my grades are in and graduation has come and gone. 16 weeks of teaching people how
I view my role as an educator as one of the primary forms of resistance that I can practice every day and with the greatest amount of reach and impact.
So: the half-century mark. It's a moment of reflection and re-calibration, of both looking back and a clear-eyed looking towards. What remains to be done? What good work do I have left to do? How to tell the remaining stories, and how to remake the ones that need a new re-telling?