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Today, my heart broke.

To celebrate earth day, I split my students into three groups: Reduce, Reuse, and Recycle.

Each group had to come up with examples for each. I was conferencing with the Reduce group. We were discussing reducing the amount of births… as in controlling how many children you have… not at all talking about killing humans who already exist.

One of them gets that lightbulb look on his face and says, “I know! We can reduce all the gay people from the earth.” He was 100% serious.

No matter how many times I told him that was absolutely NOT okay in any way, he kept trying to defend his position. No matter what I explained to him, he absolutely could not understand how killing off a mass of people because they’re gay would be absolutely atrocious. He was certain the world would be a better place without gay people.

Of all the confrontational conversations I’ve had with my students, that was absolutely the most terrifying, soul-crushing, and draining.


@my fellow latinx ppl

Idk if this is nationwide but if you’re in Indy don’t go to school this Thursday. Don’t go to work, don’t go out shopping; basically don’t contribute into what runs our nation’s daily life. this is a protest again trumps immigration policy. Please spread the word.

i need jason to meet sally 

I don’t have a shred of maternal instinct in me...

…but sometimes I have kid feels.

I had a patient today, an adorable seven year old girl who was really brave as I treated an injury of hers.  As I patched her up, she asked what was hanging around my neck, so I explained to her that it was my stethoscope and I use it to listen to peoples heartbeats and breathing to tell if they’re sick.  She was fascinated, but she was having a tough time with her treatment, so I promised her that if she was a brave girl and let me finish, I’d let her borrow it for a few minutes when I was done so she could hear her mum’s heartbeat.  She was excited and while she was still a bit squirmy and scared, she got through the rest of the treatment like a champ and so I handed over my tubes for a few minutes as I cleaned up and as I looked back at her listening to mum’s heart, I realized that the look of wonderment on a child’s face, the glimmer of excitement in their eyes, the headiness of new experience…. these things are precious, and beautiful, and it warmed my heart so damn much I can’t stop smiling thinking about it.

You go, girl.  

You learn, explore, ask questions, seek answers, create, be inspired, inspire: never stop.  Never let go of that wonderment.

Thank you for showing me the beauty of enthusiasm again.  It’s something I so desperately need in this sick, sad world some days.

So you know how I’ve been complaining about being sick and nauseous the past month or so? Turns out I’m what you might call, “10 weeks pregnant.”

My grandparents went out today and I slept in. When they came back from their errands I greeted them and they brought me Lunch- my favourite meal from the restaurant they went to. I damn near cried it made me so happy.