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Posts Tagged ‘Urban Life

All Hell!

November 23, 2014

“I rolled the heavy iron gate closed behind me, locked up the property, and drove off, utterly unaware of the world-reaching calamity that was brewing less than a quarter mile away. . . .” A #Ferguson Story, Continued I ignored the notifications from my cell phone that Sunday morning. After all, I would be answering […]

The Last Days of Summer

November 22, 2014

The roar of sirens was among the everyday distractions at our school, an alternative education facility housed in a commercial property along busy West Florissant Avenue.           Our program had a long-standing practice of meeting with all students and their families when they enrolled with us. I had come in on a Saturday to accommodate […]

Charleton Heston’s Cold Dead Hands

December 26, 2012

Sadly, the scourge of mass shootings has become a modern epidemic. Our emotions oscillate between extreme outrage and jaded cynicism with each successive occurrence. These tragedies dominate the conversations, social media postings and artistic output of many. Some of us clamor toward media outlets hungry for answers. Others attend vigils and pray. Many simply avoid […]

Two Days, Two Worlds, Two Graduations, Part III: Tomorrow Isn’t Promised

June 3, 2012

“Tomorrow isn’t promised,” a student once told me as I pleaded with him to take his education more seriously. The student, Thomas, lived in a housing project with his mother, who was widowed after Thomas Sr. was shot at the neighborhood KFC.

Two Days, Two Worlds, Two Graduations, Part II: The Graduation Biz

June 1, 2012

A former school board member once described our graduations as . . . grasping for a euphemism . . . “spirited.”

Two Days, Two Worlds, Two Graduations, Part I: The Promise

May 31, 2012

Dec. 7, 2001: On the last day of my student teaching assignment, I said farewell to the 2nd grade class with which I was initiated into the profession. “I expect all of you to graduate from high school,” I told them.             “Mr. C,” one of the boys asked, “are you coming to my graduation?” […]

Darby’s Grave

November 23, 2011

There is nothing more heartwrenching than a funeral for a child.

Defiant Triumph

May 29, 2010

His father stopped a few feet short of the board member. Darius rose slowly, then walked tentatively, weakly, yet defiantly, the few steps necessary to seize his diploma. Time stood still as he inched his way proudly and triumphantly, moving from person to person to shake receptive hands. The onstage dignitaries seemed to prop him upright and pass him from person to person as the applause buoyed him encouragingly.

Takkic’s Top Picks

February 27, 2010

In the days leading up to my 20th post, I was determined to come up with something fitting. In less than three months’ time, Blogging in E minor’s readership has grown from a meagre handful to upwards of 70 hits per week. Wow! The creative fulfillment I get from this avocation has been intensely mood altering if not, […]

A Box Full of Pennies and a Dream, Part IV: 25 Years Later in Inconclusive Retrospect

February 18, 2010

I hope that I never need to know how to beg for money or gas vouchers, but I learned that it is possible to survive when you have next to nothing.