Author Archives: Willow

So the job fair last weekend was sort of a bust. There were hundreds of potential teachers wearing black suits and name tags, standing in long lines for five minute group interviews with glass-eyed principals. I was incredibly nervous. Luckily … Continue reading →

I am sitting at a table of six year old boys- all are drawing pictures of volcanoes. I am eavesdropping. “Who do you want to win, Paul. Snakes or poachers?” “I don’t want to answer that. Make it snakes and … Continue reading →

I have 3 more lessons to write tonight, and then I have to design an assessment plan and rubric for the integrated social studies unit I’m planning. It’s due on Friday. It’s sort of like my Master’s thesis. But I … Continue reading →

Urban Honking was featured in the Willamette Week today. There was a front page picture of Steve, Mike and Jona, plus another full page photo inside, and smaller pics of other UrHo bloggers. It was an amazing article, giving those … Continue reading →

I’m exasperated because I wrote a really nice post about a storycorps feature that made my carpool friend and I cry on the way to work last week, but then I did a wrong keyboard shortcut and lost the whole … Continue reading →

The Wilson brothers, that is. I just read Liz’s blog, and her passing reference to Owen Wilson produced a flood of love and longing in my soul. I can could give you a lengthy description of the quirks and charms … Continue reading →

I do not do well with change. That is fact number 11 or 12 about Willow: She does not do well with change. The summer before I left Denver for college, I got ulcers from the worry. During my two … Continue reading →

One of the girls in my cohort owns a pink power suit, and she is planning on wearing it to the plethora of job fairs we’ll all be attending over the next few months. Do I need to buy a … Continue reading →

My classes end on March 1st. Today is February 18th. So, yeah. In eleven days I will effectively have earned my Masters degree. I will be a trained teacher. I mean, I still have to finish my student teaching, and … Continue reading →

I feel almost guilty about blogging my birthday. It was so amazingly perfect that I feel like a braggart sharing it. So let me preface this entry by noting that the weeks preceding my special day were filled with me … Continue reading →