Last week, I wrote Mojo Gathers Momentum. A gift of my journey to Bainbridge was the realization I had lost the belief I was a good teacher. I have never believed this was my place to speak to that. There is a certain humility a teacher should have and extends beyond patting myself on the back. What I do know and recognize is I am different teacher. I have modeled my approach after teachers I believed operated on the margins and accepted that is their place. It was a place that they could do more good for students and the communities we live in.
false security
when hidden
yet, fully surrounded–
paradox of my humanness.
stand out
reveal blemishes
make them obvious
revel in them.
great teachers
found comfort on the margins
not hidden in the crowd
stepped out with pride.
humanness lived;
so fully
it reveals imperfections
for I am human, after all.
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