Author name: MARTINRAYVAUGHAN

Authenticity Crisis

The following was originally meant to be a much shorter parent update. STEAM Families, Today is a big writing moment for your learner! We have all but finished the novel Fahrenheit 451, and alongside this experience we have been grappling with the question of the state of the world. Is it a dystopia? Is it not? I’ve seen students build convincing arguments in both directions. It has been fascinating to see their perspectives on life, but even more compelling is watching them learn to take their viewpoint and craft it into a solid argument – backed with sound reasoning and

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Journal: ‘Grounded’

Bella was grounded today. Yesterday she had let her frustrations get the best of her – right at bed time. When we got home we had our snack, made our beds, and cleaned rooms. Bella got a few minutes on the Hogg’s trampoline but soon after I came to retrieve her, and we go to work on the backyard. Fall leaves were in full force. I wondered why city folk didn’t burn leaves, and decided to light a small fire in our fire pit as we began raking. Bella had taken her punishment with grace and was in a good mood

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Keeneland Morning

Posted in the Herald Leader Long before “Breakfast with the Works” at Keeneland, my father would take me out to the track on early Saturday mornings to watch the horses work out. We would head out from the South Lexington suburbs well before the sun was up; the city still asleep and dreaming. Pre-dawn has half of the fun for me. The quiet hours felt like our own little secret. Dad and I would share quiet conversations blanketed by the magic of morning. He with his coffee while I sipped hot chocolate. The grounds at Keeneland began stirring long before

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A Quiet Morning in 2026

The quiet morning is unstirred as I walk around the house, making sure to step where no loose baseboard might find me out. The girls are snuggled in, Tasha and Cocoa too. I’ll try my hand at a strawberry galette while no one is looking. I am having my Sumatra roast coffee and tying up loose ends. Reviewing to-do lists, and checking the kitchen supplies for today’s culinary adventures. Bella turns 12 today. Where did 12 years go? Time slips through the sieve, pouring out, and though in my consciousness I hold each moment precious, still it seems I can’t

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