Thoughts about writing, and the universe.
The school where I teach in Norway is part of the United World College movement. There are eighteen UWC schools around the world, united by a common mission, to make education a force to unite people, nations and cultures for peace and a sustainable future. In these last seven years, I've been lucky to get... Continue Reading →
Saturday morning, I boarded a bus. With fifty students and several colleagues, we headed north to Stryn, where we will be cross country skiing for the next four days. Some students have been skiing their whole lives, and others had never seen snow before this year. This annual tradition is always something I look forward... Continue Reading →
For the first six years I was teaching here in Norway, one of my primary roles was Learning Support, which is a role we don't quite have in the US--in a US context, learning support is special education work with students who have specific, documented learning differences, coupled with what we would call in the... Continue Reading →
Hello 2024! Time goes so quickly--it feels like less than a year has gone by since I posted a reflection about my 2022 writing goals. Looking back now, it appears I never actually made a post about my 2023 writing goals, but they were essentially a repeat of those from 2022. It feels like a... Continue Reading →
After graduation, campus changes. Half the students depart, and we are left in a quieter place as the rest of spring unfolds, as the days stretch longer and longer (it's still light at 10:30pm now; I haven't stayed up late enough to check, but I think we have now entered that period of light when... Continue Reading →
On the first of May this year, Labor Day in Norway and around much of the world, the first-year class took its annual hike up the local mountain, Jarstadheia. The hike took us up 584 meters into thick snow--more than a foot along the top plateau. We formed a winding column of sixty or seventy... Continue Reading →
I post these updates on Words like Trees on Sundays, but I write them on Saturdays. I'm not a procrastinator. It makes me anxious to have things hanging over me. But today, it's Sunday. My post won't have been written yet by the time I normally would have liked it scheduled to appear. The reason... Continue Reading →
Today (and I am writing this on Saturday), shortly after I complete this post, I'm heading off for a very quick trip to Oslo. We're going to see Verdi's opera Un ballo in maschera. It's a tale of murder and splendor, intrigue and drama. I've never seen an opera before. I am ready for a... Continue Reading →
I avoided Covid-19 for nearly three years, but it has finally caught up with me. On Tuesday night, I began feeling a tingle in my throat. Wednesday resembled the beginnings of a cold. My fever began Thursday. It wasn't until Friday, though, when I heard that one of my colleagues had tested positive, that I... Continue Reading →
On the second of January, I had a flash fiction piece published with Electric Literature's The Commuter. It had been about two years prior to this since my last publication, and I had been feeling discouraged. I am feeling grateful and reaffirmed to be able to get this piece out there, and it has been... Continue Reading →
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