by Danny Ballan | Nov 19, 2015 | Poetry
The first step inside—I could hear no more!I ain’t brought you here to talk.Our favorite couchLike pearls we satUntil the shell hid us away.I took your hand to danceIn the middle of a battle—A lot of fire; friendly fire, too.Hey, young man at the bar,Pour me another...
by Danny Ballan | Nov 18, 2015 | Poetry
Like heartsnothings can tellwhen we do beator when we stop;done a billion timeswe cannot waitfor which one beatmight be the last;words are flamesburning at times,smoldering, sometimes,yet never put out;the pen in our handlike an obelisk does standagainst all tests of...
by Danny Ballan | Nov 17, 2015 | Spotlights
There, I will show you the main parts of a man: his legs and arms, his heart, his eyes and his mind. The legs and arms that run and catch dreams all along the path, the heart that makes this suffering sweet with love, the eyes that choose to see what they want to see,...
by Danny Ballan | Nov 16, 2015 | on Education
Everyone in the education world is too crazy about assessment, testing, and standard exams; we see it as the last measure of control we still have against our students. We cannot do without it for that will mean the end of our educational dominance for good.I wouldn’t...
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