It has been a week since I found out Mr. Jones resigned. Within an instant of the text, I answered Mr. V that I would like the job.
For the last several months of school I felt as though our staff and students were short changed in a leader. I would like to become a leader that will inspire and motivate all, students and teachers, to be all they can be. I want the teachers to know they are appreciated and that they are great. Now how can we be fabulous? How can we make Marshall Elementary one of those schools you hear about on tv? One of those schools that is meeting the needs of all their students and the teachers are thrilled to work there? I really don't know but would like to be given the opportunity to be the leader I would like to have. We are already doing so many good things at our school we have just got to become proud of those things. Stop tearing one another down.
Big question--How do you deal with the teacher that seems to want to do the opposite of the leader? Prayer will answer that or at least help that.
Either way, I am going to look at the job opportunity as a gift. God knows what we need at Marshall and he knows what I can handle in my life. If I get the job, it is a gift and God will lead me to make the valuable decisions and say the encouraging things I need to. Let me remember to keep him first and pray. If I don't get the job, there is something about it I am not equip to handle. I can accept the decision. There are tons of things I would like to accomplish in my 4th grade literacy. Either decision, there are new things to do and accomplish. If I stay in the classroom, maybe I can start change with the way I approach it and the things that I do.
This blog could be about anything. Religous, farming, teaching, fishing, cooking, basketball, just plain fun. I also love taking pictures. Because I am not perfect, there will be mistakes. I hope you can look through the mistakes to enjoy what I want to share. I feel like writing is a powerful tool we can use to reflect on our being. You may want to indulge as well. It is up to you to make it public or private.
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