By Scott Bailey © 2014 The jellyfish sighed, in a jellyfish way. It wobbled awake. Another day after another rough night. The little jellies were disturbed, heavy currents last night. They had needed lots of comfort. He had wrapped himself around them and rocked them to sleep against the waves. Mrs Jellyfish had bumped up… Continue reading The Jellyfish That Froze
In response to The Daily Post's writing prompt: "We Can Be Taught!." I had a few good teachers but not many. And those that tried were wading against a tide of social programming. So school was not that productive for me. I left with few qualifications and no direction. I drifted - pushed by financial necessity… Continue reading The Best Teachers?