Why Bronwyn Eyre’s comments raise serious concerns about her qualifications to be Minister of Education
A few notes on what the grade eight curriculum that Minister Eyre is so concerned about actually teaches.
Read MoreWe Are All Treaty Parents
I can no more imagine taking Indigenous perspectives out of the core curriculum and quarantining them in their own course than I can imagine pulling women out of "core" history so that they don't "water it down".
Read MoreI know why the caged bird poops
“I was a foster kid too, you know.” I answered her once, with a shrug. Her eyes got really wide and she sat in silence for a minute.
“But you’re… you’re so happy. You’re happy all the time.” She said.
Read MoreMe, arguing with my t-shirt
Me <unfolding my beautiful new value village shirt>: WHAT THE HELL IS THIS???
<I had failed to notice the very conspicuous LOGO on the sleeve>
Shirt: Hello, I am “Adidas”.
Read MoreFor the heartbreak at the end...
A couple of years ago, a friend of mine decided to stop waiting for a transplant, and to spend her remaining days peacefully saying good bye. At the time, I wanted to post about her decision, but I didn't have the language. All the words we have are laden with judgement. She "gave up", or "lost the fight".
Read MoreDID YOU KNOW THERE ARE ROBOTS READING BLOGS???
Meghan, who understands websites: Wow, those are great page view statistics.
Me: I know! I’m so excited that I am REALLY TURNING INTO A WRITER!!!
Meghan, who understands websites but not friendly encouragement: I wonder how many of them are robots?
Read MoreYou can give up hope. If you want.
When my friend's miracle arrived, I realized that it wasn't hope that had been keeping us going all those years. In fact it was the exact opposite. It was knowing when to take a rest from hope.
Read MoreI do not know "from whence the divine speak", but I've ruled out both of my kids as possibilities...
Also, if they keep it up I'm gonna STOP LETTING THEM GO TO CHURCH!
Read More#WhyIWrite
i had already started my lifelong discipline of
preserving everything important in words
like pinned butterflies in endless albums
i had thought that the world was something i could
find a way to keep
and in that blooming galileo moment i found out
about clouds and comets and galaxies and the ungraspable gorgeous awe of it
On the dangers of house porn, and my progress in recovering from addiction to it...
I am grumpy about the word “porn”. On the old blog, my most googled post was entitled “Martha Stewart and Porn”. It got, like ten times the hits of all the other posts combined.
I am sure this led to many disappointed googlers.