Chapter three of memoirs. Schooldays. Continue reading →

Mr Gooden took the whole class to go see Jesus Christ Superstar on stage. Continue reading →

I had twenty quid, a St Christopher and a change of clothes. I didn’t look back. Continue reading →

We live less than 1/2 a mile and two tiny streets away from the 9 year old’s school and she asked if it would be OK for her to walk to school on her own. I asked The Google what … Continue reading →

Did your teachers leave them kids alone? Mine didn’t. Continue reading →

Our party was on the front page of every national newspaper. Continue reading →

I hope it’s not bad taste to post a story about good versus bad teachers on a day when Santa Clara laid off 1000 teachers. Brooks: We’ve spent years working on ways to restructure schools, but what matters most is … Continue reading →

Roger Ebert has written a powerful, meandering essay about shame. He inspired me to add my own. Continue reading →

The sweet spot for Alan Kay’s glorious Squeak is kids who find joy in creating and exploring. Continue reading →

[Here’s a post that I started about 2 years ago and probably will never finish – which is a shame because it would’ve been a good one….] I always look forward to the Science Fair because … …. rant about … Continue reading →