Side by side…
At the start of September of 2001, I was 23, and I had just started teaching high school full time, after a year of substitute teaching. I had met the other art teachers in my department only briefly before classes had begun, but I particularly liked the energy of the ceramics teacher, Gail. She was smart and sassy, and kind enough to take me under her wing. A couple of weeks in, the calendar flipped to the now-infamous date: September […]
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