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Yearly Archives: 2025

Pledging Allegiance; Salivating In Rapture

Sun, 9 Mar 2025, 11:49 AM (-06:00)

I do not pledge allegiance to the flag. I pledge it to the republic for which it stands — one that is withering away. The constitution in which we had so much prideful confidence, which we boasted was a template for others, which led us in blind hubris to claim to be so exceptional, that […]

Ham and Cheese Croissant

Fri, 14 Feb 2025, 09:03 AM (-06:00)

“Mr. Hasan?”  An algebra student was walking from the doorway to the front of the room, where I was standing at my desk. “Yes?” “Would you like a ham and cheese croissant?”  “What!? Yes! What’s the occasion?” “Valentine’s Day, Mr Hasan!” “Oh gosh. Thank you.” I so needed something like that.

An Academic Conversation

Sat, 1 Feb 2025, 10:15 AM (-06:00)

There were two students in the back of the room talking. Loudly. Furiously. It was fine. You see, a couple weeks ago we had a class retrospective: List one thing that you thought went well last semester and one thing that we could do differently. The responses were varied, but the most frequent suggestion was […]

No Laah Sahnse

Sun, 26 Jan 2025, 08:17 AM (-06:00)

This  source: Tom Tomorrow, hat tip: anticap brings this to mind.

Hoodie and Hijab

Wed, 22 Jan 2025, 10:51 PM (-06:00)

Recently seen in Algebra 2…

Here We Go

Mon, 20 Jan 2025, 05:58 PM (-06:00)

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Silent Sunday

Sun, 19 Jan 2025, 01:10 PM (-06:00)

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Pretty Morning

Sun, 19 Jan 2025, 09:00 AM (-06:00)

At the door, we ran thru the checklist. Lunch? Keys? Coffee? Phone (required for logging in)? I have been known to forget things. “Brain.” I mumbled.  Trudy smiled and gave me a smooch. “Pretty morning,” she said, pointing at rose-tinted clouds in the west. “Pretty morning,” I dutifully repeated. … I must tell you, the […]

Silent Sunday

Sun, 12 Jan 2025, 05:28 PM (-06:00)

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Stopping by Laundry on a Chilly Evening

Wed, 8 Jan 2025, 08:08 PM (-06:00)

The hot chocolate was comforting — keeping the biting cold of that arctic blast at bay. (I mean, I think it’s 39 degrees out there!) Anyway… I’m at the sink in the kitchen rinsing out the dark cobalt-blue mug when the fair and industrious Trudy comes back from the living room at a brisk pace. […]