Let me take you back to grade 2. My English teacher was Mr. Cameron. I loved the guy. Can’t tell you anything I learned that year, but Mr. Cameron was the man. What a thrill it was to have him for the year. He was the one teacher who I didn't want a supply teacher … Continue reading Scarfgate: My Grade Two Tragedy
Let's go back a ways for this one. I think I was 12 years old. I played hockey and baseball growing up but hockey was my true love. There were times when I didn’t feel like going to baseball- practices were usually pretty boring, and the cold weather games were a drag. Hockey, though, was … Continue reading Hockey’s Version of the Jordan ‘Flu Game’
Remember back in the day when your teacher would wheel the TV into your classroom, and the class would erupt? I used to think that was just the teacher deciding to play the role of hero for the day; A reward for my class putting forth such splendid behaviour. But then I became a teacher … Continue reading The Hangover
My first contract as a teacher was for the last six weeks of the school year a few years back. It was for a grade 5/6 class. I was the sucker who agreed to take a full-time job right at the end of the year, leaving me with a group of summer-hungry kids, while also … Continue reading Dodgeball Gone Wrong
For this one, we’re going back a couple of years to a small town wedding reception. It was my uncles wedding, with maybe 60 people at the reception. Just about everyone in attendance was white, so I’m sure you could guess what songs were played- YMCA, Shout, Footloose, Dancing Queen and many other classics that … Continue reading The Dance-Off
Let me take you back many years ago. I had just started my life as a supply teacher. One of my first schools was extremely small, maybe 50 total students. I went in for a two day job to teach all the grade 5's and 6’s, which was maybe 15 kids. They were a nice, … Continue reading The Great Race
After courageously revealing to the world that I have no sense of smell, it got me thinking- what would be the worst sense to live without? I can say firsthand that the inability to smell is not the worst. Not even close. It’s fine, really. I mean, I guess there are times when I try … Continue reading Blind, Deaf, or Mute?
Let me take you back to last year: Covid-19 was taking over the world. Lockdowns were put into place, sports leagues were shut down, bans were put on travelling. It was a wild time. I went from playing hockey 3-4 times a week to sitting on my couch, every single night of the week. I … Continue reading My Day as a Puzzle Maker