The One Eyed, One Horned, Flying…Never Mind

Part of the joy of being a teacher is the fact that teenagers are utterly hilarious. Sometimes they mean to be funny, and other times they just don’t realize how entirely ridiculous they are. Last Friday afternoon, I noticed a sheet of looseleaf lying on the hallway tiles near my classroom door. It was the…

Little Dollhouse on the Prairie

I read all the Laura Ingalls Wilder books growing up, several times over. I suppose they were my first major time investment in historical fiction, which is still one of my favorite genres. Don’t start emailing me, readers to correct that statement because you think the Little House series is a factual memoir: it’s not…