Leaders make the horses drink. I only lead them to water that I am after to soothe my own thirst.

I believe that I lead by following. Especially in the classroom, when teaching others, or even while training my dog. My grandmother calls that lazy. I call that not leading at all, perhaps because I really am not a fan of leaders, and do not want to lead anyone. I can hardly lead my self.

This becomes a difficult proposition when my son is born. No spanking, no circumcision, no gender stereotypes, I preach to my husband.

In a classroom, it looks really lazy, like my grandmother said.

“What does the author mean when he refers to “snow bunnies?” I ask my class. Of course, I know that snow bunnies are cute, nubile females on ski slopes, après ski in the lodge, spending long weekends following the snow. I also…