Goodbye, Schumba (our lion-love)

I was there when he took his last labored breath. His ears twitched a bit as he settled for the last time in the soft fluff of his bed. 

Earlier, he had curled himself into a corner, shivering, though the house was hardly cold. He ignored me as I fixed his breakfast. Didn’t stir when I brought him fresh water. He let me hold him, caress him as he grew cold in my arms. He looked at me, but uttered no sound. 

Helplessness set in as I realized how grave his condition was. Nothing could bring him out of this sudden sickness. I told him I loved him. Told him we understood he was in pain. And though he didn’t need my permission, I said it was okay not to fight anymore. 

We said goodbye, all of us. Teary eyed and weary, we contemplated how he grew ill – what could’ve caused this fate. 

As always, when something unexpected happens, she blamed the monster. The monster that at times brings gifts, but most often brings destruction, loss, tragedy. I’d like to think there is no such entity that brings such pain and such joy in random intervals. But how else can a child rationalize events she doesn’t understand?

Race day

She knocks on the door just after 5am and I’m jarred awake. Groggily, I process the darkness of my room. There were no dreams startled to their end this morning. “I’m up… I’m coming.”  She’s gone downstairs. The salty, buttery smell of her bagel in the toaster oven sets my stomach into conversation .  She’s […]

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Hey Mr. Dee-Jay

The bell rings to dismiss classes. There is a flurry of movement as students push in their chairs and sling backpacks over shoulders.  They scurry into the hall and rush off to the next class.  The hallways are full of chatter, which is quickly drowned out by today’s deejay selection of Eighties hits. Jesse’s Girl […]

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This is love

There’s this couple that live across from momanddad’s. They leave for work everyday dressed in black slacks and polos. He carries a backpack, she a purse. He opens his storm door and steps aside for her to exit the house. Then, he locks up while she waits for him steps away.   He takes her […]

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Gym life

The gym: ellipticals, treadmills, stair climbers, and bikes line up along a window. A mirror taunts one elliptical machine, it is always available. The etiquette seems to be to leave some space between you and the regulars – even if it means using a machine you don’t like.   I pick an elliptical machine one […]

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Career Year 15

Tomorrow is the official first day at my new school. 🍎 This is year #15 🍎 Schools: 3 🍎 Classrooms: 4 🍎 Districts: 1 🍎 Grades Taught:  9-12 🍎 Current position: English teacher  🍎 Subject taught: English 10, English 9, Cambridge English 10, Pre AP English 10, Creative Writing, Journalism I-III 🍎 Principals: 6 🍎 […]

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