We Are All Eaters Of

As Long As My Sixth Graders Showed An Average Improvement Of Five Years, The Principal And District Pretty Much Left Me Alone To Create My Own Curriculum And Teach Whatever I Wanted

Words Were Like Objects, Making The Idea More Solid -- Less A Poisonous Gas And More A ... Cube Of Crystallized Thought.

The Truth Is, It's Not A Great Career Move To Create A Readership And Then, In Effect, Abandon Them.

In The End--when All Else Is Dust--loyalty To Those We Love Is All We Can Carry With Us To The Grave. Faith--true Faith--was Trusting In That Love.

I Now Understand The Need For Faith - Pure, Blind, Fly-in-the-face-of-reason Faith - As A Small Life Preserver In The Wild And Endless Sea Of A Universe Ruled By Unfeeling Laws And Totally Indifferent To The Small, Reasoning Beings That Inhabit It.