This weekend I saw an obituary notice for Ernestine M. Tulumello, fondly regarded by fourth graders at Stall Brook Elementary School as Mrs. T. As decades worth of her students reminisced and remembered her on Facebook, I was reminded of the many reasons why, as a teacher, she was so loved. We’ve all had teachers…
Tag: teenagers
My Life as an Open Book
I mentioned in a comment recently that being home means confronting the ghosts in the floor boards. Along with the memories comes the monsters in the closets and the poltergeist in the pipes. None of those hit home with a more resounding thwack to the temple than going through a musty box pulled from the…
Mind the (Generation) Gap
For me, turning 40 was a breeze. 40 was a joy. 40 was a snap. I looked hot at 40. Now I look good… for my age. See that sneaky little caveat there? For my age. Three little words that make a capital B Big difference. A wise friend once told me it wasn’t 40 when things…
Stop the Ride, I Want to Get Off!
If I reach back into my memory, back before the kids and the husband, stretch past the boyfriends and the general debauchery that defined my twenties, strain past that first bittersweet taste of adulthood, I can just about remember what life was like as a teenage girl, how weighted with importance everything seemed. Back then, before…
Wine and Cheese (Doodles) 