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Jumping into the Deep End

It is summer. And summers when I was growing up meant time at Green Tree, a local community pool. My recollection of what that pool actually...

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This is my Body

This week I have been working with 30 students and one of my colleagues on an Urban Plunge program. We have structured this program a couple...

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Look for the helpers

This past Sunday, I was sitting inside looking out our porch windows at my boys chasing each other with water guns and splashing in a shallow...

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Words and grief

Over 15 years ago, I was barely 22 years old and it was my first year teaching. Over the summer, I had gotten word that two...

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The road to encounter

I love restaurants that have little playgrounds in the back – somewhere for my kids to let out their energy! We were at one such restaurant...