House of Doom
By Renae Brumbaugh
My classroom has become The Hotel California. Oh, not for my students. They’re great. As a matter of fact, they’re thriving and making me proud every single day. I wish I could say the same for the little birds that begin their short lives in my classroom incubator. They hatch, they die. Hatch, die. Hatch, die. I don’t know what I’m doing wrong!