After I graduated from Cal, I threw everything I owned, and my best friend and everything he owned, into my car and hit the road.  Around Chicago, I was asked what my plan was, and I realized I didn’t really know where I was heading.  All I knew is that I wanted to teach.  (I then decided that Boston was too cold, New York was too expensive, and landed on Washington, DC.) I got my first job three days before school started as a fifth grade maternity leave replacement.  

25 years later I no longer live on the East Coast, and I don’t own the same Saturn station wagon, but I am still a teacher.  I have spent the last three years teaching seventh and eighth graders English/Language Arts at EBSB and am the Humanities Department Chair.