The Badass Inside
“Take him out, Coach!” — I yell across the gym. It was more of a wail than a directive, “him” being my son and “Coach”
“Take him out, Coach!” — I yell across the gym. It was more of a wail than a directive, “him” being my son and “Coach”
#1: The Boy Early in the evening we got a call from our local Kids Night Out program that Reed had crashed into metal bleachers
I was teaching map-making to my 1st grade Geography class. After drawing a map of my own house on the board, complete with a legend