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Debbie

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All of your faces and many of the conversations that I have had with people from all areas of my life: parenting; teaching; coaching; advising . . .

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I am gathering hope from the slower pace, even though life is crazy! I love being able to see you all and reconnect and relax and write!

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my last month in Boston, but something to look forward to

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Denise Patmon - Seeing your faces, feeling your energy, and being able to BREATHE - if only in step with Mr. Ford...

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Denise Patmon - Seeing your faces, feeling your energy, and being able to BREATHE - if only in step with Mr. Ford...

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My hope right now is coming from people. I have been so overwhelmed and demoralized by the world and crises, but then the teachers I see here and others of my colleagues and my family and my students keep giving me these moments of complete awe because if there can be people like this doing the work that they are doing, then there has to be hope.

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I took an online class in Becoming a More Equitable Educator, and people shared with great honesty and compassion. That is, people shared some hard truths, but the overall sense was we could do better and move forward.

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I suppose some of the recent election results are giving me some hope. We seem to just maybe coming to some collective realizations that there are some pretty profound structural problems in our society that need addressing. Change is hard but I am hopeful.

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This morning we in my school community celebrated those teachers who have given 20 years of service to Boston Arts Academy, and I'm in awe. Teaching is such a hard profession that to make it 20 years (or more) is quite an achievement. I hope to make it to 20 even 30 years of teaching one day because even on the hard days, it's what I love doing most. To see the tears well up in my colleagues' eyes as they reflected on their 20 years was truly moving.

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This writing retreat!

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Hope is coming from the students in the past few weeks who have spoken clearly about how they plan to stand up for themselves and others. They are fired up.

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Right now, hope is coming from words. Words from writers and poets and friends. I cannot wait to read more about ways to use words and the power of stories and language in my classroom and my life.