Domestic


By Faizah Wulandana This year, so many things did not go as planned. 10 months ago, I might have looked at this sentence and thought, Oh no! But today, I write this with a pleasant feeling. This year, I planned on teaching. Instead, I was schooled. Over. And over. And […]

What They Taught Me



By Michael Perik “Mr. Mike, look at my sentence!” shouted a squeaky voice from across the buzzing classroom. I weaved through a maze of desks to the other side of the room. Sarah, an adorable pint-sized 1st grader, waited eagerly. She was kicked her legs back and forth excitedly. I […]

Sarah’s Sentence




By Ameya Okamoto There’s something very unnerving and strange about the dichotomy between the extra-ness, flamboyance, and allure of bougie New York City and the blank walls, repetitive buildings, and overheated, overdue, long bus rides to East New York – where sweat stained uniforms, bad school lunches, broken pencils, and […]

Preparing for the Urban Classroom


by Faizah Wulandana Dear Faizah, I remain connected to you through our memories. I re-envision the nights we spent lying in bed past 1 AM, thinking about those college applications that we really should get started on but can’t bring ourselves to do. I can still feel my stomach sinking […]

A Letter to My Past Self