Risk-averse, Regret-prone

Let’s start by saying that I’m a well of regret. When I was so much younger and believed that the world was my oyster, I told my mom that I wasn’t going to waste my time on regret. I thought that the poor choice was worth the wisdom gained and that the bad experience addedContinue reading “Risk-averse, Regret-prone”

A Teacher’s Regret

I have a lot of guilt about a student I had almost twenty years ago. I was teaching Spanish at an international school, and one of my students was a Swiss boy whom we’ll call Friedrich (not his actual name) henceforth. Upon meeting him, I immediately clocked him as trouble. I noticed that he hadContinue reading “A Teacher’s Regret”