Reading Time: 2 minutes By Emily Fisher I open my eyes to the quiet murmurs down the hall – slippered feet pad upon the tile floor. The coffee aroma
Category: Teachers Write Their Lives
Sometimes our writing is done simple for the sake of ourselves, to share the lines that are living within us. Here, we share the writing that shares our lives.
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Reading Time: 3 minutes Being a Nebraskan, I have within me a juxtaposition of pride and humility. I know I am capable – every Nebraskan is capable. Our state
