Teaching In Alaska

I don’t have any daring adventures or exciting events to share, but instead some little tid-bits that are neither here nor there, but rather everyday stuff in between.  I live in a little red home with pealing paint and a grizzly-gray front door.  We share our front stairway with Miss Jill and take turns sweeping away the snow drift.  My house was only about 20 yards from the old school, which was nice for working late nights.  The new school is much farther away, but I love the crisp morning walk to work beneath a blanket of black sky speckled with clusters of stars and one brilliant moon.