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"Who dares to TEACH must never cease to LEARN"

#abetterversionofme2018
I've been feeling very grateful lately, for a variety of things. One of those things is the position of employment I currently find myself in - that of an Elementary Lead Teacher. This might sound surprising to many of you, as you've likely noticed (or heard of) how much I've struggled with not working directly with the students inside a classroom full time this year. I've realized though that this is probably happening for a reason. There is no doubt that I learned a lot in my previous schools, but this year I've been offered a very unique opportunity. A chance to take a step back, to breathe, to find balance, to reflect, to participate in online courses, to read books, to research, to observe new and experienced teachers in action and to be apart of other facets of the education system. I've truly learned so much!
One of several sessions at Starbucks completing assignments for my online course
- Teaching English Language Learners (Part 1 and Part 2)
One of several afternoons reading at the gym's pool
- Move Your Bus and The End of Molasses Classes by Ron Clark
One of several classroom visits
- Ms Cay-Lee making recycled paper with her Grade 1 students
I'm incredibly excited about everything I've learned over the last 11 years in different countries, schools and positions and I look forward to learning lots more in the future. In particular, at this time, I'm especially looking forward to attending the Two-Day Educator Training at The Ron Clark Academy in Atlanta Georgia this July. This has been a dream of mine since I began teaching and I seriously CAN'T WAIT! Ron Clark is an innovative teacher who inspires students and teachers alike. Anytime I watch "The Ron Clark Story", view an RCA video online or pick up one of Ron Clark's books, I feel inspired to be a better educator. I can only imagine how I will feel while attending the workshop at RCA!!! :)

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