The Scary Maze Game

Working with teenagers has many advantages. For one, I know what all the “hip” music is for a given week purely based on what songs I hear being belted into combs, pencil cases, and lacrosse sticks in the hallway. Next, I am well aware what painfully young celebrities I otherwise wouldn’t give a rip about…

Emergency at Work

I dialed the school equivalent of 911 from my desk yesterday. Actually, I dialed 300, which linked me up to the main receptionist. I needed first aid, and calling my favourite redhead in the front office was my only hope. If today’s post sounds overly dramatic, it’s probably because I am so relieved the diploma…