Bob Wiseman

Teaching at Ryerson was fun. Had my last class and a few stuck around in a shy nervous way. They wanted to personally say goodbye or ask if I’m returning. […]

As soon as they lowered me into the chair and froze my mouth and stuck things inside it so I could not communicate and went to work on the two […]

In my classes student write poetry or lyrics and many, for whom English is not their first language, make unexpected ideas in their writing I enjoy like this today, “I […]

What are the odds, I am running late, I go into the subway station, I select the car that will be the best for my transfer and after finding a […]

The student who sits at the front but never speaks had an answer when I asked what she thought of the last student’s writing. It was a song about being […]

Student reviews from the University came back. Each term less than 10% fill them out but always interesting. They are anonymous and run the spectrum from I hate your guts […]

I wish the James Bond franchise would call me for their next song. I have it in the can.

Amazing watching Alaila Everett crying that she’s the victim after striking the track runner ahead of her with metal baton resulting in a concussion for the innocent runner. It feels […]

A woman at the open stage explained to the audience before singing her song that it was about when you meet someone you aren’t really interested in and they keep […]