The Test

I glance around the room anxiously. My students are writing a test. All I can hear is the turning of sheets, the rubbing of eraser against the page, the squeaking of desks as they write. Overhead the dull fan is our ambient noise. I can feel their nervous energy radiating off of them. Their sweaty…

The Presentation

It was the day of the first minor presentations of the month in my college pathway program for international students. A relaxing day for me, as I got to sit in the back of the class drinking coffee and taking notes while my young adult students had to teach their classmates about the key principals…