On Tuesday, March 24, I will become a student. A high school student. Again. I teach a class […]
Author: Carrie Wisehart
Each sentence from this poem was taken from a different student essay. The essays were based on the prompt, “School taught me I was…” Out of their works comes a beautiful, anonymous poem from the hearts of real kids trying to figure out who they are and what their worth is. Enjoy its beauty.
In 2011, I had the distinct honor of being a guest on the Oprah Winfrey Show – the Surprise Spectacular. This […]
Today you are double digits. Two numbers instead of one. It is an important birthday – you have now been alive for a decade. And since the day you were born, my love for you has been deeper than our climb down into the Grand Canyon, bigger than the skyscrapers in Chicago. My love for you is like that bicycle ride when you and I were pushing against that 13 mph wind: my love doesn’t give up. It won’t stop. And it will constantly keep pushing you to live the best version of yourself.
Every teacher knows that “glazed look” students give you after they’ve had to overwork their brains thinking about […]
I have declared that 2015 is going to be The Year of the Brave. After an exciting year […]
One teacher attempting to make a difference in the lives of kids through a safe and effective classroom environment.
This was the eulogy I gave at my father’s funeral. After writing the blog post about his death, I frantically searched for the sweet journal I penned these words in just after he died. I sat on the closed crooked toilet in my bathroom and wrote desperately to get the words on paper.
This was the result.
I had that bump for-ev-er. I had it for as long as I could remember. It wasn’t that BIG…but it had always been with me. In fact, it became a kind of “party favor” – a way to shock people at gatherings.
When my dad was diagnosed with leukemia I was very young. I was 24 years old, counting down to […]
Carrie Wisehart 