Always tell your students that you love them, even during the difficult times, because that is probably when they need to hear it the most.

In my last post, I iterated how my first year of teaching in Denver turned out to be something of a “witch-hunt”, a term my then-principal u

But then, around mid-year, a 2nd grade student I worked with was observed by her teacher licking her chair. Concerned, I took the student t

I had a SPECT scan done. I received an answer to my deepest fears: I had sustained a toxic brain injury.

Think before you speak; never speak before you think.

In it, he posed the question: “Why do they call it ‘Down syndrome’, when you bring everybody ‘Up’?

Enjoy this video blog I made a few years ago of me reading a poem from my book, "Why Teach?" about my love affair with teaching. :)

He uplifts his audience and opens their eyes and shows them a new perspective to a life with disabilities.

My trauma normally comes to me in my dreams, like in a recurring version of “A Nightmare on Elm Street” I tend to dream about the same traum

Being kind, forgiving, and loving is a choice, so is being abusive.

My Hulk keeps me from feeling one of life's greatest experiences.

One of my favorite poems from my book, Fingerprints, about a special student, as well as the story behind the poem.

Hello everyone, I hope summer 2019 is treating you kindly and you are all doing well! As stated in the video below, I am trying to be...