#KeepingItReal
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One cup of sugar, please
I cannot tell you what to do or how to live your life but I’d tell you what I know. That’s how I give advice to my students (and everyone else) about everything and anything. It’s safe nah- I remove all blame from myself cuz nobody could say, “Miss say so.” Nah. I mean, I Continue reading
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I’m okay. You’re okay. Breathe.
You’re job hunting. You see a position available for a job you’re really interested in. The job description looks perfect for you. You meet all the academic qualifications. And then, you see they asking for about twenty years’ experience and you barely have three. Well boy, thaz how I duz feel about life sometimes inno. Continue reading
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Hot gyal nah fight over man, no
I gave two of my classes an activity this week. It was a fillable form with prompts to write about themselves. For example, I am someone who everyone seems to ________, I am someone who nobody seems to __________, I am someone who always _________, I am someone who will never __________. Of course, there Continue reading
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Stuck in Traffic- feels like a decade
Flashback to 10 years ago: I stand. I cross the stage. My grandparents are somewhere in the stands. My mom and sister are probably watching the livestream on YouTube. I am here because of them. There are so many things I want to do to repay them. I need to make them proud. Flashback to Continue reading
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We live. We learn. We unlearn.
The other day, I found my old index cards with Math notes from high school and UWI. I was going through them and I remembered the high school stuff because I still teach the same topics. The UWI notes on the other hand- gibberish, pure gibberish. I think somewhere from the time I left one Continue reading
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My 78 year old granma got covid. This is our story.
Disclaimer: I never wanted to write another blog about Covid. I’ve been told I milked it for all that it was worth. That’s not a lie. Furthermore, I think it doesn’t generate any positive energy, but here we are again, with me writing the one blog I never wanted to have to write. You know Continue reading
The Girl with Yellow Shoes 