In the trenches

I walk down the street from my house to the school wearing my navy blue trenchcoat and holding a pad of paper. I am taking large strides. I am a writer and am teaching fourth graders how to write. I feel like a grown-up and a sassy kind of cool mom. I’m wearing...

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