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Daddy Daydreamer

Smells like recess

A poem

Kids at play

Smells Like Recess

Ball up in sky
like rocket to moon.
Cartwheel exquisite;
polka dot ball.

If I were a spider
on the wall,
I would crawl
into your arms,
jump over the net,
mixed dirt and sweat
stained cap
smells
like recess—

smells like
love.

Bell rings,
time to leave fun;
back to class,
sit up straight.

You have nothing to lose.

Recess time filled
. . .

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December 15, 2016

When I take my children to the park, I can't resist the urge to discipline other kids

Disciplining other people’s children can be a dicey business

child climbing ropes

This essay originally appeared in The Globe and Mail on January 26, 2016.

Disciplining other people’s children can be a dicey business. I sometimes face this issue at our neighbourhood park, where I often take my kids after school.

I am a former teacher, so the playground is very familiar to me: It’s where a different type of education . . .

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March 17, 2016

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