Fighting the Fight
I have been given quite the opportunity to travel and speak in different places around the United States. I talk about technology, inspiring kids, and changing campus/staff culture. But lately,…
Year One is in The Books!
Well I did it. I survived my first year as an administrator. Especially coming straight out of the classroom. This year was a roller coaster for sure. I think just…
#NIStlap Day 2015 – The Power of #TLAP
So a year or two ago I read the book “Teach Like a Pirate” by Dave Burgess. It is an absolutely incredible book that really talks about teaching passionately and…
Enough?
This concept or thought of “Am I doing enough?” has always been a part of my psyche. Whether it came to work, or my personal relationships, family, or whatever, I…
Spread Light, Not Darkness
It seems like every day I hear another news story about something horrific. Or I sit and listen to a family about a tragedy that just took place. Or I…
#PositivePostItDay at @NavasotaInt
A few weeks ago, my good friend Tony Sinanis, told me about something he did at his school called Positive Post It Day. I instantly fell in love with the…
What If…..
So often at this point in the year we begin to think thoughts we don’t normally think at the beginning of a school year. We begin to think things like……
Change is On The Horizon
If you’ve been following me for very long you know that I took the position of Principal/Lead Learner at Navasota Intermediate this past school year. It has been the most…
Don’t Lose Sight
Teaching is hard. There are often 1,000 things to do every day. It’s so easy to get lost in what we’re doing. Last week, I realized that happened to me…
Learning on a Saturday
One of my biggest goals in taking over Navasota Intermediate, has been to instill a love of learning. I’ve always said I wanted to be a part of a school…
Each of Us Holds Value
This week we had our monthly staff meeting, and it was a powerful one. Every month when we have our staff meetings I try to begin and end with an…
The Grip of Abandonment
I can still remember it as clear as if it happened yesterday. The day my father walked out, 18 or so years ago. I remember him walking up to my…
