Those visions of winning Educator of the Year awards, writing best selling books, or watching Hollywood make a biopic made about your work, may be on the minds of a few who enter into this field. But I firmly believe that when people decide that teaching is what they want to do, it is because they want to see the world changed.
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I’ve made decisions that I regret, and I took them as learning experiences…I’m human, not perfect, like anybody else
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I can promise you that there aren’t two people who have the exact same life experiences. Even if we are all here to get better at our craft, the paths that we all have in common is this one stop. We will leave today on different roads.
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A love letter to all my fellow teachers out there.
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Now, I am not here to commentate on celebrity beefs, but I am here to answer a question that I have been meaning to address before: What makes a man a man? Since many people are in the habit of telling others who and what they are and what they can be, I figured I would throw my two cents out there on this issue.
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Piggybacking off of last week’s post here I want to talk about the lie that is anxiety. This is a …
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I only find myself stressed out, tired and looking for more fires to start. I won but what was my price? Peace of mind? Clout? My good name?
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It is interesting that I am in my 30s and constantly reflecting on what events in my past has lead me to who I am now.
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Do one thing every day that scares you Elenor Roosevelt The above quote…is incorrect. Not in its merit but because …
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The natural curiosity that fuels a young child’s inquisitive nature also allows room for the imagination to go to work. The world is new and full of infante questions. In some respects, many people envy children who have not been exposed to the harsh realities of the world. However, somewhere between childhood and becoming a adolescent, the questions stop. The innate curiosity of childhood gives weigh to the rigid truths of life.
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