When I was a kid, I could not bring my toes to release their hold on the lip of the high dive, even though my girlfriend pressed me forward, begging me to hurry and jump. The first few times on that thin line in the sky, I had to retreat down the ladder, my tail … Continue reading Come on in! The Water’s Fine: School Reform Begins with Me by Sheryl Lain
Fibonacci Spiral, or Why Four Middle Schoolers Are Enough by Sheryl Lain
A Fibonacci spiral follows the sequence 0, 1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 11, etc., where each number is the sum of the two numbers before it; pineapples, starfish, sunflower seeds, snail shells, waves of ocean, maybe even the spiral of the galaxy obey this pattern. So does my writing group. Early in the morning … Continue reading Fibonacci Spiral, or Why Four Middle Schoolers Are Enough by Sheryl Lain
We Follow by Sheryl Lain
I rode with Dad in our old Ford pickup, through a spring blizzard. Thick white snow blinded us. I was safe and warm inside Dad’s competence as he drove to rescue sheep, bound and determined to follow the leader and die. At the fence corner, Dad stopped and held the door for me, straining against … Continue reading We Follow by Sheryl Lain
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