wire-rimmed glasses lifts his tentative hand. “Should I read the whole thing?” he asks, clearing his throat. ... just talking to me like a fellow poet, a fellow teacher of poetry. And he said, ‘The students are so ... come back. The dog rose from where he sat, a hind leg dragging and his right-front hitched as he moved ...
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the writer knows and understands. As essayist Scott Russell Sanders writes: Too often students think ... familiar territory into the blank places on those maps. [And so] I get my students thinking about puzzles, ... trap that so many of my students do. What follows, then, is not a very pretty story, but I hope it’ll ...
writing a novel, and even if he can fund his bare-budget films, Elliott is hardly guaranteed a paycheck ... much money. And he’s okay with that. Elliott says he’s never been driven to write for money. If he can ... make a few bucks creating art, that’s great. If not, so what? He’s not just saying that, either. ...
Fall 1998
he maybe skipped seeing his mother one or two days. Then he wheeled her home, didn't ask if ... That he's lived down there the last fourteen years? They kept his wife's old student ... I?" and he said "Let's just say I kept diluting your Jack Daniels with water so you ...
organizations like CK-12 and Opentextbook.org that use open content, which can save students on the order of 80 ... having to write a whole book. But even publishers' publicity doesn't convincingly guarantee ... who loves textbooks. There are plenty of reasons why not – they're dry, they remind us of school ...
while his eyes signaled at me. Reluctantly the crook moved away with him. I followed them out the front ... into a small alley and then stopped. J inglin smiled again, revealing his rotten teeth, and he took out ... a small pocketknife and a ten yuan note. He opened the knife and said to the man, "I can pay you ...
heard the instructor asking questions, he would get excited and snort through his nostrils. If he ... Though he couldn't raise his hand, he still talked too much. Then they put a ban dage over his ... mouth, which he could remove only after class. Pulling it on and off plucked his beard out and made him ...
exigencies of life. "Books," he would say, his voice trembling with the effort of thought ... Everlasting Yea of man's highest hours, his hours of creation, when he describes truth, creates ... business was with the top ten per cent of its students. Elbert noticed with pleasure the wry realism that ...
Page 80 from Issue 29 regular neighborhood snap enlarged and backed-five kids aged say six to ten ... purpose if he could understand it. But he'd think big, he'd imagine interna tional ... : if I could draw them out from behind their u-v filter, slide away the health spectrum, leave them ...
his real one. His head was shaved and scarred from multiple surgeries. He was so skinny I couldn’t ... backpack, which my son spread out in front of him. He was hunched over, elbows out to protect his few inches ... I said to Ezra. He looked up from his Legos, blinked as if from a dream, and frowned at me. “I want to ...