I used to believe rain was one of the easiest things to describe. Drops fall from the sky, streets get wet, the air turns cool simple enough. But the first time I tried to write about what rain truly meant to me, I felt stuck. My words sounded shallow, almost dishonest. Rain in my life … Read more
I still remember the moment I realized that teaching metaphors to kids wasn’t as easy as I thought. I had explained the definition clearly, but the blank looks on their faces told me something was wrong. That was the issue I struggled with. I knew metaphors were powerful, yet my words were too complex for … Read more
I learned very quickly that kids don’t laugh at explanations they laugh at images. I remember trying to teach metaphors in a serious way, and instead of smiles, I got bored faces and wandering eyes. That was the issue I faced. I knew metaphors could be fun, but my words weren’t making kids laugh or … Read more
I remember sitting in front of my students, explaining the same lesson again and again, and still seeing blank faces looking back at me. I felt frustrated because I knew the students were capable, yet my words were not reaching them. I kept thinking, why is this not working, and what am I missing here? … Read more
I used to think children would naturally understand metaphors the way adults do. I explained them carefully, gave examples, and expected quick understanding. But instead, I saw confusion on their faces. That was the issue I struggled with. I knew metaphors were powerful tools for learning, yet the way I was explaining them wasn’t reaching … Read more
I used to think middle school was easy to describe. I imagined it as just another step in school, full of classrooms, homework, and teachers. But the first time I tried to put it into words, I realized I was wrong. My sentences felt flat, and the students I was talking to seemed confused. That … Read more
I used to think teaching or writing about learning was straightforward. I would explain concepts, give examples, and expect understanding. But I quickly realized that something was missing my words weren’t connecting. That was the issue I faced. I knew learning was powerful, yet every attempt to explain it felt flat, almost lifeless. So I … Read more
I used to think describing teachers was easy. I would say they guide, they teach, they inspire but when I tried to put it into words meaningfully, I felt stuck. My descriptions felt flat, almost like I was listing job duties instead of capturing what they truly do. That was the issue I faced. I … Read more
I remember the first time I tried to write about suicide, my hands froze over the keyboard. Not because I didn’t know the word, but because I knew the weight it carries. Every sentence felt dangerous too blunt, too careless, too silent. That was the issue I faced. I wanted to talk about it honestly, … Read more
I remember the first time I tried to write about addiction, I felt stuck. I knew the words I had weren’t enough to capture what it really feels like the pull, the struggle, the constant battle inside. That was the issue I faced. I had experienced moments where I felt controlled by habits, cravings, or … Read more
