As a pediatric endocrinologist and a mother, I care about the same things every school leader cares about: children who can think clearly, focus deeply, stay safe, build strong relationships, and grow into capable young adults.

The question I find myself asking isn't whether children should learn technology. Of course they should. The question is whether technology should be shaping so much of childhood.

 

 

Here’s the sentence I’d tape to every family’s fridge and every teacher’s desk: fifteen minutes a day, every day, outlasts a themed activity or month every single time. Why? It's the power of compounding.

A “Countries of the World” week in April is a lovely photo op. What actually shapes a kid’s intercultural being is the small, repeated practice, the map that stays up, the question that comes back around, the habit that becomes a reflex.

Field trips are awesome! They broaden horizons, bring wonder, turn lessons into experience, address a variety of learning styles, and bring lesson plans alive outside the classroom. Here’s why teachers and parents should advocate for more field trips for their students.

Reading comprehension difficulties are often challenging for teachers to pinpoint because they usually do not come from one single issue. However, with the right tools, instruction, and support, students can build the skills needed for stronger reading comprehension. Here's how.

 

 

This morning, I stood at the kitchen counter with a bowl of blueberries we'd just picked, holding warmth from the sun, dappled with raindrops, still. Deep purple-blue, dusty with that silvery bloom that tells you they came off the bush and went nowhere else first (we are NOT mentioning the many that were sampled while picking. IYKYK). 

picking blueberries
Picking blueberries today (the best kind of grocery run)

 

After almost two decades of publishing Wandering Educators, I can usually tell by the second paragraph whether a submission was written by a person or created by a machine.

It is rarely one big thing that stands out to me. It’s a series of smaller things, stacked up and causing unease in my brain: the rhythm, tidy paragraphs, sentences that all land at the same length, like fence posts. There is a complete absence of anything you could point at.