The Beauty of Imperfection
As I reflect on the start of my 27th year of teaching, I am struck by what an unusual first week of school it was. Room 212 was filled with a sense of calm that doesn’t usually accompany my first few days of a new school year. The fact that our school building was closed all summer due to construction projects meant that I had just three days to set up a classroom before twenty-four eager learners walked through the door.… more