Once upon a time. In the heart of central NY- East Syracuse to be precise, Bill Donadoni led the way into the world approximately 3 minutes ahead of his twin sister. While the doctor was surprised that more than one baby was arriving, Bill’s mother repeated for the umpteenth time (and not the last time …. Read More
Like most of New England I am trying to watch the Patriots game. Unlike most of New England I have several barriers. First of all, I don’t even care who wins the game because long ago with my younger brother in the Heart of Central New York, we became enamored with the original America’s Team …. Read More
When all hell breaks loose, like a crazy school cafeteria with no one in control (before the one teacher who instills fear arrives), or a hallway of writhing, wiggling, whacking, sweaty and jostling adolescent torrent of terror after recess, or when water is flowing freely through your kitchen light fixtures because someone decided to use …. Read More
I wish I had a nickel for every time my dad said he wished he’d had a nickel for every time someone said something that was something that “they” said a million times. But you know what, if I had a nickel for every time I thought of my dad saying I wish I had …. Read More
The Principal of the Academy has officially hit the short, dark, grinding, exhaustive stretch of the year where instead of skipping for joy into your classroom, zoom room or google hangout or google gaggle or google meet and greet, Loom, Canvas, School brains, or whatever or hallway or bathroom or kitchen or office or whatever …. Read More
As the school year turns into that monstrously scary time of year when pretty much every day has that full moon karma feel, I reflect on the many areas I would benefit from some professional development. First, can anyone explain how ridiculously complicated it must be to return a towel to the hook it was …. Read More
I am filled with gratitude and clarity because of a gift from Mimi who passed on in early October. As she was the real Principal Caregiver for my children from birth til Covid’s March, when due to her valiant battle with pancreatic cancer she was quarantined and we had to begin to learn to take …. Read More
Can Pizza be any more important than right now…because pizza has so much power- to expose our vulnerabilities, satisfy cravings, and warm our hands with greasy comfort. As a teacher, especially those in special education right now you can appreciate the universally designed nature of pizza. Obvi, you can’t have FOOTBALL without the HUT, and …. Read More
