Seth Biderman


Stories by Seth Biderman

School's Out Forever

It’s not because the pay sucks. I can hack the salary.

It’s definitely not the kids.

I'm quitting teaching because of a golden opportunity just missed—a revolution in education that never came to be.

Murder in the Red Barn

I held her legs. My brother held the knife. Our friends held their breaths. And the 9-month-old lamb, lying on her side beneath us, held nothing except, perhaps, a foreboding instinct that things were not going her way.

The Last Woodlot
Last winter, after failing yet again to borrow a truck and chain saw to cut my own firewood, I headed over toward Woodcutters’ Corner on Old Las Vegas Highway.
Hand to Ball
Ice caps may melt, empires may crumble, but so long as a wall is standing, a handballer will be there, whacking the hell out of a little blue ball.
Local Guides , Local Guides, Sweat Author Seth Biderman Date 09/10/2008
Soccer's Wide World
Terrified, I gave away the few balls that landed at my feet and was soon relegated to goalie, but over the course of that summer (and the ensuing 20 years) I learned what it meant to take a 30-yard cross on the chest, to scrap, to shoot with power, to slide tackle—to play, as they say, with “cojones.”
Local Guides , Local Guides, Sweat Author Seth Biderman Date 09/10/2008
FIRST PERSON: Just Say Maybe
The fact that 70 percent of high schoolers in Santa Fe County reported taking a drink in a recent 30-day period, well above the national average of 45 percent, makes me think there’s an explanation specific to the teenager different. And  my hunch is it has something to do with our schools.
News, Columns Author Seth Biderman Date 07/22/2008 Comments (1)