Having spent most of my adult life in Houston, my heart breaks for the people of Texas and all my loved ones and former colleagues and students enduring the trauma, devastation, and physical hardship of Hurricane Harvey.
It was the end of my first year of teaching in Houston’s Denver Harbor neighborhood when Tropical Storm Allison unleashed flooding across the city. As a young person living through my first natural disaster, I experienced the juxtaposition of sudden and unexpected loss, and the incredible resilience of individuals and communities in the face of adversity.
I’d lost my car in the flooding and was teaching summer school; a fellow teacher drove out of his way to pick me up each morning to give me a ride. When summer school started up again, my students told stories of houses inundated with water, precious pets missing, and doubling and tripling up with other families who had lost their homes in the flooding.
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