When I was at U of Memphis, we had a fall break. It usually consisted of two school days and a weekend. We always felt a bit robbed by that. Number one, fall break is supposed to be for the whole week and number two, it's not fair to count the weekends because those are... Continue Reading →
Where is My Fall Break?
I'm sitting at my desk at my graduate assistantship when in an alternate universe (a universe with a true fall break), I am leisurely sipping my coffee while still in my Star Wars pajama pants. I grew up without a fall break. Back in the stone ages when I was in school, we had spring... Continue Reading →