ERIN CONWAY

Today is my birthday My Friend says. No matter, I would consider it a great day. Everyone stayed home. I may lament freedom and...

Tired of. . . Teaching? Looking for the meaning of life? Or just figuring out who I am for what job? Thirty six years of life...

“Your mother taught you,” is the official story, but the fact in my father’s fiction is clearly blending harmony unheard. Alto, tenor...

“Dear Erin,” the sentence began. A tiny bit more peeked from the text line in my inbox. “Congratulations!” I could see it but not...

DEAR DIARY, Instead of counting sheep, I count the ways I’ve been a teacher and then the ways I could support teachers’ becoming. When...

I can create my own prompt from all the old essays in front of me, spread across the floor as elements in the universe must eventually...

Malcolm Gladwell made popular the idea that it takes 10,000 hours to become an expert. The bright side is that there are so many more...

It has been quite some time since I was in a U.S. classroom setting faced with standardized tests. I am an elementary school teacher by...

I remember a kind of Rockwell painting of teaching. When my grandmother, a former teacher in New York City, frowned at me for expressing...