
Mindful Moments
In the past couple of years, I’ve tried to embrace mindfulness more frequently in my life. I tend to be on the go a lot, and have multiple to-do…
Most of these posts come from a high school history classroom in St. Louis, with others written by college instructors. They cover teaching apartheid and the history of slavery, using television in class, research projects that hand students real archives, late-work penalties, and the move to online teaching in 2020.
They are practical and specific, with assignments, reading lists and what went wrong the first time.

In the past couple of years, I’ve tried to embrace mindfulness more frequently in my life. I tend to be on the go a lot, and have multiple to-do…

Last week was the start of my 2020 spring semester and although much of it was very familiar, it will be unique because it’s the first time I will be…
If you’d asked me a year ago or five years ago if I’d like to travel to Taiwan, I’d have told you it’s not something I’d thought about.
A couple posts ago I wrote about a fabulous show I’d found on Netflix and the excitement it inspired in me to use television in the classroom,…

Note: I’m taking a brief break from my recent series on the women’s history course I’m teaching.
In addition to chemotherapy and radiation, self-care has been an important part of my cancer treatment.
Part 3 in an ongoing series about Tanya’s fall elective on American women’s history. See Part 1 here and Part 2 here .
Last month, I wrote about my initial work designing my Intro to History of American Women’s Rights this fall.
Readers, it’s summer. It’s that glorious time when teachers (like me) can kick back, relax, and just be in the peaceful bliss. (At least in theory.
The summer ends and we wonder where we are And there you go, my friends, with your boxes in your car And you both look so young And last night was…
It’s the end of the semester, which means it’s final project season. When everyone has their eyes set on summer break (myself included), it can be…
Not long ago, I mentioned my school’s late work policy in passing on Twitter, and someone wanted to know more, suggesting I write about it here.
While a lot of people are just getting into the swing of their semester , in my K12 world, our second trimester of the school year just concluded.

Last summer, I mentioned I was heading to a seminar in Cambridge as part of a sabbatical through my school.

In honor of National Novel Writing Month , I’m going to tell you another story about the time I taught a nonfiction writing class titled “Writing…

In the Midwestern state where I live, autumn blew in last week, unexpectedly after what we thought were endless warm days.

It’s been more than a decade, but I still remember how excited I felt at the prospect of being a teaching assistant (TA) in graduate school.

Smart Women & Co., I am so excited to tell you about my new position as Mellon Partner for Humanities Education Fellowship Postdoctoral research…

Labor day weekend can be a mixed bag. While I never lament a Monday off, especially to honor workers past, present, and future, this weekend does…

Angela wrote a fantastic piece last week about finding your nonfiction writing voice. This week, I’m going to branch off from that a little to…

I’ve just finished teaching what has been one of my most thought-provoking and soul-stirring classes this spring: a class on comparative slavery &…

Five weeks. Just five weeks from now, my students will pack up their bags, drop off their laptops at the Help Desk, and clear out from campus for…

The new year is barely underway, but one major part of my life this school year is about to come to a close: my 20th century world history course.

Five months later, I think of South Africa often, but nothing took me back to South Africa like this past week.

I learned this during a world history graduate seminar years ago. I hadn’t thought about the challenges of teaching world history until then, but…
I replied twice, but soon realized there was so much more to say. I’m a historian of the Atlantic Slave Trade.

I’ve felt restless this month, caught between one thing and another, going here and there, completing work, finding new tasks, never quite feeling…

Generally, people don’t like it when you tell them they need to change. They might grudgingly do it when they recognize you are right, but the…
A year ago, my school asked if I would be interested in chaperoning a trip to South Africa this summer.
It is a truth universally acknowledged that a teacher approaching the end of the school year must be in dire need of summer break.
You know, that process of going to the library sometime in your elementary or secondary or college education to learn about some topic so you…
Picture the scene: I am eight years old. I have a mullet (I have a German mother, and it was the early 90s, so I refuse to be ashamed of this).

“I became more of a feminist than I ever imagined.” – Eleanor Roosevelt The more I learn about Eleanor Roosevelt, the more I like her.
I’ve just finished writing college letters of recommendation for former students of mine, and that got me thinking of the mechanics of writing…
In the last six months, I’ve had frequent flashbacks to my early college years. Those were the days when the university still had computer labs…
Last month, we were all a little obsessed with beginnings. New year, new presidency – it’s all been a little crazy. It still is.
I am not good at being kind to myself. For more than two decades, I have been a self-starter, a highly motivated individual with often singular…
Early November usually looms with promise for me. At school, we end our first term with a lovely three-day weekend (for grading, admittedly) and…
I tend to think of myself as a late bloomer. No, that’s not accurate. Let’s put it this way, instead: I have a lot of different interests, and…

A couple weeks ago on the history blog Junto, Michael D. Hattem wrote about using Scrivener for his dissertation writing process.
Right now, my three-year-old son is really into magic. Sometimes he’s a witch, donning his $3 Target bargain witch hat and pointing my old Harry…