The other day, one of my students told me I was his coolest teacher. This is funny to me, because I have spent the majority of my life being not-cool; my high school years were spent cross-legged on a rolling chair in my parents’ den, feverishly typing out my own fan-fiction, commenting and critiquing others’ fics, and consuming pages and pages of what-ifs about the teenage years of Harry Potter’s parents. Dear reader, I am a recovering fan-girl of the early digital age, sque