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The Same... Only... Different

I've read those articles in the magazines before where people realize they have unhealthy habits and suddenly one day "it's as if a light bulb goes off and change is a must." Whether it's eating better, adding exercise to their schedule, making more time for personal interests, whatever the case may be- one day they just wake up and things seem to click differently for them.

Then there's me.

I will never be one of those people. I know myself well enough to know that when things pile up and the to-do list seems every looming, I become like an Olympian swimmer. The kind with tunnel vision and goggles on; who only comes up for a gasp of air here and there. I start to lose sight of noble ideas and creative thoughts that once seemed so grand in my mind. Because I know these things to be true about myself, I knew that while my summer was without a doubt the best ever, and I would begin the school year feeling more confident and excited than ever thanks to meeting new people, new ideas, and new resources (hello, PLN!)- I knew the real test would come the first week of school. 

That was 3 weeks ago. And yes... I'm just coming up for air.

My motto at the beginning of the summer was, "Be the change." Inspired by new ideologies, an idea to hack traditional education, and a rebel-yell for something different, new, exciting- I wasn't sure what that would really look like once school began; I only knew it must happen. So when a friend asked in passing yesterday how things were going and if I had, indeed, made changes- I found myself saying they were kind of the same...only...different.

So what *exactly* does that mean? It means I still struggle with ways to teach certain content material in a creative and innovative way. I still tussle with where to integrate technology to ensure I am integrating for the right reasons and not because it's just...well...cool! I still panic when I think of ALL of the ideas out there and the fact that I am probably only harnessing a few to teach specific skills. But then there are some things that are different, too. Like having people available to bounce ideas off of. Like teaching kids they matter and are cherished each day they choose to walk into my class. Like not worrying when I haven't posted a blog in almost a month because instead I am spending time with my kids and family.  I'm learning it's ok not to have the house clean all the time. It's ok to miss a Twitter chat here and there; those same great friends will still be available when I come back the next week.

So after taking stock in the first 3 weeks, what have I learned so far?...Good ideas are being tweaked so that they work best, bad ideas provide a learning opportunity (First Attempt ILearning... right??), and- when allowed- students will surprise you by their creativity. 

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  1. Small steps Summer! You are great, you have such compassion for your students. I know that it's difficult to keep from wanting to try all the neat techie things that come across. Pace yourself and make a goal to try 1 each six weeks. That will give you and your students time to evaluate it and decide if its beneficial or if it is a 'delete' tool. You've come a long way babe!

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