Articles by Cendahl
Can I Take That Back? I Want My Big Wedding!
Irony of ironies, my partner, E, and I were engaged on December 27th. Two months ago, I wrote this piece. So, let me be the first to say, “What was I thinking??” I am totally falling into the trap of “Say Yes to the D...
It’s Never Too Early to Learn From Our Mistakes
I don’t know if it is too early to talk about it, but it’s the most present and most horrible American news story in recent memory. The school shooting in Newtown, Connecticut brought many dormant issues to the front of our...
Surviving the Pain of Airplanes
Having gone to college in New Jersey and being from San Francisco, I am no stranger to plane travel. I am speaking of the long-ish, cotton-mouth, dreary-eyed kind of plane travel, unfortunately. However, since starting to teac...
The End of Marriage??
Two weeks and two huge storms later, I am still on my couch, under a blanket, watching reruns…still Sex and the City, with the added bonus of Say Yes to the Dress and My Fair Wedding. (David Tutera, if you need another as...
Taking a Bite of The Big Apple – or The City by the Bay
For the past two days, I have been “hunkered down” on my couch, in my sweats, with my TV on, eating nothing but bread products and drinking beer. I have been watching rounds and rounds of “Sex and the City” and “Frien...
Hey Kid, Here! Take this Test! Agh!
So. School testing. It’s a big deal. It’s a small deal. It’s a waste of time. It’s a source of money for high-performing teachers. It’s the reason low-performing schools are taken over or closed do...
Real Men Wear Pink
Remember these words, as I will never say them again … I was inspired on Saturday by the Ryder Cup. I’m not a golf person – my sidekick E and his whole family love golf. They love playing, they love watching, they love ta...
My Dream for Peace
With the passing of International Day of Peace last Friday, I am reminded of my work in my undergrad years on human rights and the developing world. What would it mean to have peace? Peace, to me, is not a middle-class white Am...
Where are the Strong Mamas?
I have a very strong and healthy relationship with my mother. We live 3,000 miles and three time zones apart, but we still find time almost every day to speak to each other, laugh, catch up, cry, vent, and tell about our daily ...
A Time to Eat, A Time to Cleanse
Towards the end of the school year, I began to feel anxious about the job I had done with my students – did they learn enough? Did I do a good job of helping them to mature? Was I loving enough? Was I tough enough? Were they ...
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