At the beginning of May, I got my hair cut short for the second time in my life.
(If you’re wondering about the title, Google it. I dare you.* In other news, HAPPY FATHER’S DAY and MY DAD IS AWESOME.) Once upon a time, there was a teenager named Sarah. She was part of a student Shakespeare-in-the-Park training program. Among other roles, one of the parts she played…
But first, happy birthdays, Ken and Heather! And happy early birthday, Sarah L. G.! It’s distant enough in time and space from my last TA-ship that I feel like these tips I post can be received as intended: as general guidelines learned through many TA-ships and course-marker-, uh, isms rather…
But first, happy belated birthday, Juliana, and happy early birthday, Tory! And many more for both of you! Item one: when I was a kid, we sometimes had a badminton net strung up at our cottage.