My charter school’s 1st group of students (about 50 first graders twelve years ago) are now graduating from high school and heading off to college. We’ve followed them through middle and […]
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Our 5th Grade has spent the past few weeks reading and writing all kinds of poetry. This week they invited me into their class so they could read some of
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Every morning my school, the Bronx Charter School for Better Learning, broadcasts a 15-minute Morning Meeting show from the office of our principal, Mr. Shubert Jacobs. A handful of students
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Have you heard about research seeking to identify biomarkers for Parkinson’s disease? And have you participated as a volunteer in such research? I can answer “Yes!” to both questions, but
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I’ve uncovered recent and not-so-recent articles that essentially say, “I’ve got Parkinson’s disease and my life is good.” No, I didn’t write them. Today’s NY Times reports that Georgia Senator
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Every Thursday, as part of my personal “enriched environment” initiative, I post a piece of art, usually from the Metropolitan Museum of Art, which recently released online some 400,000 high-resolution
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Yesterday I saw my neurologist, who I think is the brightest star on this planet. We discussed many things, but there were two main outcomes for me. Note: If I’m wrong
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I love the sensual. For me this and love for the sun has a share in brilliance and beauty – Sappho This marks the 100th post of www.parkingsuns.com!
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Howdy, folks! As the next post on this blog will mark 100 posts since I started the website in mid-February, I thought I’d pull back a little and ask: How
The Sun Rising Busy old fool, unruly Sun, Why dost thou thus, Through windows, and through curtains, call on us? Must to thy motions lovers’ seasons run? Saucy pedantic wretch,