The Twelve Days of Christmas: Online Teaching Edition
“Wanna see the view from my deer blind, Ms. Boersma? I actually get pretty good Wi-Fi out here.”
“Wanna see the view from my deer blind, Ms. Boersma? I actually get pretty good Wi-Fi out here.”
But at least I know if an acceptance mailed to an offeror is binding even if the offeror has already sent a revocation that the offeree hasn’t yet received (it is)!
These rhythms meld, harmonize, bring forth anew.
Those on the Mexican side of the border sing the request while those on the U.S. side respond with rejection, a miniature drama of national proceedings.
It is remarkably easy to forget the fullness of story in each chicken breast.
Even when there’s a murderer in the doorway, teenage problems are still problems.
If our imagination is wild enough and our compassion strong enough to invent radioactive kittens that will protect future generations, what other innovations might we create?
The dedication of one’s entire life to a community left their memory in a dusty room, largely visited by bored students on field trips and the occasional curious passersby.
In Hallmark, my worst fears never wrote the ending.
Was this an encounter with some forest guardian, a mountain sprite who hikes miles through the misty mountains and sips water at hidden springs?