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My cousin in law Katie White (she/her) just did it again and this one is rumoured to be her best book yet among people not yet blessed to have read it (I also started this rumour). Congrats sister cuz! You are an amazing human!

Climate affects attitude 150 percent. Case in point: 3 years ago I wore the Tshirt proudly. Today, it’s in the pajama shirt rotation and gets very little play. #MEdmusings

I’m a lottle (not a little) shocked by the actions of others who, given the opportunity, refuse to make things better. And yet, hat in hand, expect you to help them when they need it. This is a poor example of union leadership btw. #isaidwhatisaid

You are not the teacher today that you will be five years from now… …and in five years you will be the teacher you never knew was possible. Take a deep breath and find peace in the present. ❤️

Something simple happened and I can’t get it out of my mind: Last night during Gabbys sleep protest, I flipped through the free movie channels. I’ve never seen Indian Horse and considered it because I had infinite time on my hands. (1/3)

After reflection, I decided not to watch the movie since I was exhausted, felt sick to my stomach from dinner, tender because I have no idea why my child is awake in the middle of the night, and quite frankly, needed some cheering up. (2/3)

And this, my friends, is privilege. The kind that makes you ashamed of your privilege. I have so much privilege that I can’t even explain how much I have. All my love to those who wish they had choices I take for granted.

Is there such a thing a “post Masters” slump? You know that it’s the last stage you are likely to walk across as a student and that makes you sad. If so, any suggestions on a remedy? (A PhD not a current option!!!)