My roommate Candace, making a late-night poster on geometry in our living room.

They miss the kitchen! With one set of camp silverware and one set of camp pans, Leslie and Bryan valiantly attempt a meal in Leslie's pittance of a kitchen. It turns out marvelously. Mom's spaghetti sauce--always the inaugural meal.

Hannah, another bound for the Bay Area, sitting on my bed. Note the familiar sarong on the wall. That thing has 1001 uses.

Wide-angle shot of my bedroom, Candace's side mostly. But you can see my pretty computer.

The first thing that greets us when we exit our dorm at 6:30 every morning: a line of boxed lunches. I can never look a turkey sandwich in the face again.

Diana and Jen, two more for the Bay, modeling our ubiquitous red TFA lunch bags.

On the bus, 7 am, bound for Markham Middle School.

Markham Middle School

The "hallway" at Markham. The campus is all open to the air. Teachers straggle in.

Enter the students. This is actually from the midmorning break, ironically called "nutrition." But the only thing I've ever seen the kids eat is hot and spicy cheetos.

nutrition break 2

Back wall of our classroom, featuring some posters I made on parts of a paragraph.

The front corner of class, with more posters.

Camille, one of our collaborative, gets ready before her full day of teaching.

And now, our students. This is Willie.