Roots, or: Wings

My 1st Lai She has a playdate with her new classmate today. Her excitement's great; the skip in her gait conveys her overjoyed state. Adventures await - Hooray! Their teacher is wise and good sense applies in class. Seating plan devised, sixty anxious eyes, en masse, up to hers did rise, but her poise defies… Continue reading Roots, or: Wings

Our welcoming school community

Now that the Jewish High Holy Days (Rosh HaShanah, Yom Kippur, etc.) are over, the school year is in full swing in Israel. Happily, our daughter's first grade teacher, who had been sick with COVID and was absent at the beginning of the school year, is back in the classroom. To a large extent, we… Continue reading Our welcoming school community

Thank you, or: Special

A Panegyric Poem Thirty pairs of little eyes searching for you daily, Every morning, smiling, you welcome them gaily, Concerned enough to hold heart-to-hearts with each, Encouraging them, teaching - nothing's out of reach. Your classroom atmosphere's of kind, loving respect, Assuring young hearts, learning, yearning to connect. Their parents, confident in your wise, gentle… Continue reading Thank you, or: Special

New normal, or: Beginnings

An American sentence Due to COVID-19, my child started grade school without her teacher. What's an 'American Sentence'? Allen Ginsberg, inventor of the American Sentence, felt that the haiku didn’t work as well in English. Ginsberg decided to remove the line structure of the haiku, maintaining the requirement of 17 syllables total. He felt that… Continue reading New normal, or: Beginnings

Old school, or: New school

An American sentence Sporting colorful school t-shirts, kids strut Jerusalem's winding streets. What's an 'American Sentence'? Allen Ginsberg, inventor of the American Sentence, felt that the haiku didn’t work as well in English. Ginsberg decided to remove the line structure of the haiku, maintaining the requirement of 17 syllables total. He felt that removing the… Continue reading Old school, or: New school

Drop, or: Fall

A haibun My only child is entering first grade on September 1st... That's the day after tomorrow. I have written before about my anxiety regarding whether or not the Israeli government will allow our children to return to school this year after a year-and-a-half of various lockdowns and quarantines... More than anything, I want her… Continue reading Drop, or: Fall

Raw Deal, or: Total Recall

A dribble The USA invaded Iraq when I was in fifth grade \\ I recall our teacher telling us to write supportive letters to our soldiers. The dribble The dribble is a brief poem consisting of exactly 100 letters (not 100 characters—spaces and punctuation are not counted). The name of the dribble is derived from… Continue reading Raw Deal, or: Total Recall

First impressions of first grade

Today in the stairwell of our apartment building, our upstairs neighbors asked our six-year-old daughter if she's feeling excited about going into first grade next week. She responded, "Yes, I am, but my father is even more excited." Now, subtlety was never my strong suit, but, to be fair, my wife is also very excited.… Continue reading First impressions of first grade