A Great Man Named Dan
“If my life can change,” Dan said with his actions and life, “so can yours.”
“If my life can change,” Dan said with his actions and life, “so can yours.”
No one else can carry me to the finish line.
I want to be kind to the land where I live, to work alongside the more-than-human people in my community, as well as the human people in my community.
Rule number two of working with middle schoolers should be take at least two years of mandatory debate classes and maybe have a minor in Buddhist thought and practices.
I always found it strange at sleepovers when friends of mine would turn the lights off and fall asleep in near-absolute silence.
I can’t stop thinking about the more than 10,000 Palestinians who have been murdered in the past month.
I have lived most of my life embarrassed by the culture of being a girl.
My future seemed akin to typical Michigan weather: bright but cloudy.
I think everyone should be allowed to have a few things on their mind, so long as they get sorted out eventually.
It’s not the trailhead, or the campsite, or a vista, it’s the next blue paint on a tree, and you only find it if you keep walking.