“I have a job offer with a digital marketing company. But it’s kind of up in the air right now. I’m just waiting patiently to see where this pandemic leads us. “The plan was for me to attend a boot camp...
“About two years ago, I decided to go get my bachelor’s degree in special education. I thought it was a good match for me and where my heart is for these kids. But I wouldn’t have done it if not for...
“I started working at Travis Elementary about six years ago as a substitute teacher. Then they asked if I wanted to do a full-time position. So I began doing that, and then they moved me into the special education department. I’ve...
“When Maycie was in elementary school, things were great. It was so wonderful. The kids were nice. The teachers were great. And then junior high and high school just weren’t. Her school work wouldn’t be modified for her. The curriculum wasn’t...
“It showed up a couple times in pictures of Maycie. Instead of red eye, she had white. Then we noticed it every once in a while when she was in the bathtub or in her high chair. We thought it was...
(Kurt Grevenberg is a native New Yorker who permanently settled in Baytown in 2015. In this essay, he reflects on the coronavirus pandemic’s impact on his former home, friends and family.) It was late September 2001 in New York City. For...
“At the Opportunity Center, we help adults with disabilities become as independent as possible in their lives and in their communities. “Since we closed in March because of the coronavirus, I’ve been calling parents to check up on our clients as...
“Prior to the coronavirus interrupting all our lives, I would do my work with the recruitment and enrollment department at Lee College pretty much five days out of the week. And on Monday nights, I would race from work over to...
“I’ve learned so much about the coronavirus, like how you can carry it without knowing and pass it along to others. That makes it very difficult to see and track. “My sister, mom and dad all agreed to limit physical contact...
“I grew up in a very traditional Mexican household, where the father was the one who provided and the mother stayed home. That continued until I was 11 or 12, when my mother started working to help with the bills. “My...
