Jill Ripa

Dana, When I started this blog and said that the things most dear to me have existed in the crevices of my life, I thought I was mostly...

What do you do? A Short Play for 2005-2023 Them: What do you do? Me: I’m a teacher Them: Oh, really? That is amazing! I just think...

Shree The Hellscape He was there. She just knew it. He promised he was done with those people. With the drugs. But he was back at that...

Joy. Passion. Energy. Visionary. Gratitude. Humble. Illogical. These are some words I wrote down as I conducted my first-ever interview...

What an illuminating truth. My last post on this blog was during the first week of school. It’s May, and I’m just now even pulling this...

This is my final post based on Kathleen's notes. What could I possibly write about next? I think I have a few ideas, but that's a topic...

Thanks for being patient with my hiatus. Something for the start of a new school year: One of my favorite notes from Kathleen. Some of...

Well, I didn’t post last week because we took a trip out to West Texas. My parents and sister live out there, and my brother was going to...

“There is magic in the theatre. The theatre is magic. And truly blessed are those who are able to share their talents with others. Break...

Four-ish years ago, when Hector and I moved to San Antonio from Colorado, I left a high school job that I loved, and began working at a...

Once upon a time there was a young-ish theatre teacher who wanted to be the best director who ever lived. She wanted this more than...

Let me introduce you to one of my beautiful students. This is a student I love so dearly and will hold in my heart always. We’ll just...

I love looking at this picture. This was the set up for our end-of-the year banquet. I should've taken one right before we started...

Imagine that our expectations were an Olympic sprinter who took off and had no idea there was a brick wall smack dab in the middle of the...

Don't worry. The glass on the stage next to my script and computer is just a prop. I'm not really drinking at work. I promise. But man,...

The Beginning Maybe it’s arrogance that prompts me to write my story, or maybe I see myself as a superhero who needs a good origin story....