Thursday, December 19, 2013

Teacher of the Year Acceptance Speech


Thank you all so much!  I’d like to extend my gratitude to Mr. Vilaseca and the State Board of Education for being here today and for your commitment to ensuring the finest possible education for all Vermont youth.  I am also so appreciative of the support and welcoming that I have felt from all of the previous Teachers and Principals of the Year, who have made this entire process slightly less anxiety provoking than it could have been, but also a very enjoyable and educational experience.  Thank you also to Ms. Angela Ross, who coordinates the State Teacher of the Year program and who has provided so much guidance and support throughout this process.

I feel honored and humbled to be accepting this honor here today.  I’m honored to join such a remarkable and distinguished group of educators who represent the best that the State of Vermont has to offer.  I’m humbled because there are simply so many outstanding, passionate, creative educators out there who challenge, inspire, and support their students every day.  Both Ms. Farber and Ms. Gasco are fine examples of incredible educators who have made a world of difference within their communities, and who continue to inspire, not only their students, but also other educators (like me). 

And while I am the one who is up here receiving this honor, there are so many dedicated faculty, staff, and administrators who deserve our recognition and acknowledgement for the countless hours and boundless energy they invest in you, their students.  Take a look around at your teachers, at your principal and assistant principal, at your superintendent, at the members of our school board, at all of the staff of this school…I know that I couldn’t do what I do without their support.  And neither could you.  They deserve a hand.

Thank you also to all of our community partners who are willing to take a leap of faith in partnering their programs, departments, farms, equipment, and selves with our students.  Without you, many of the dynamic and engaging learning opportunities that our students experience would not be possible.


I also want to take the time to thank all of you, the students.  For without your openness, your enthusiasm, and your desire, all of these ideas and dreams would be for naught.  You make this happen.  You are willing to try something new, something different, and you make it work.  Whether it be hiking into remote huts in the White Mountains; lifting, carrying, and flipping huge logs until you can’t lift your arms; or running quarter-mile repeats until you want to collapse, your willingness to test your limits and to trust me… I can’t tell you how much it means to me.  You all are the driving force behind our work.  You are the reason we show up each day; excited to help you realize your dreams.  I appreciate that you are willing to let me be a part of your journey!

I’m especially excited to celebrate this honor with the students from the STAR Program and my colleague and friend, Judy Knapp. On a day to day basis, you challenge, inspire, provoke, and motivate me.   I probably learn far more from you than you could ever imagine.  And that is powerful, when we realize that education is a two-way street; that we are all learning and growing together. We have a strong community; one that pushes and pulls and supports every member regardless of what their challenges might be.  I hope you know how proud I am of you, and how much it means to me that you’ve been willing to give this “alternative thing” a shot.  A few years ago, when I joined the STAR Program, I had a goal of proving that there was a better way to educate, but it would take some outside-of-the-box thinking and a commitment to challenging the student in ways that went beyond academics. I also wanted to prove that this style of education doesn’t just work for some students, it works for all students.  I think that today is a testament to that belief of mine.  Furthermore, I can see, in each of you, that you believe it also.  Thank you for allowing me to be your teacher.


In thinking back and reflecting upon how I have come to find myself on this stage today, it is impossible for me to fully acknowledge all of those who have influenced, inspired, prepared, and supported me along the way.  I’d like to thank my parents, who happen to be in the crowd today, and who both were educators for 30 years in Colorado, where I grew up.  From my father, I learned a strong work ethic and the definition of integrity, not because he flouted his, but because I’ve never met anyone who so consistently does the “right thing”.  From my mother, I’ve taken the concepts of unconditional support for my students and a steadfast commitment to making my community a better place, one home-cooked meal at a time, (though you might want to think twice about tasting anything I whip up). 

I also want to thank my wife, Rachel, for putting up with me and for being so supportive of my every endeavor… even when it means storing tractor tires in our yard under the pretense that someday I might finally be able to convince some of my students to flip them over again and again for fun.  Thanks to the boys’ soccer team for proving me right.  Rach, you believe in me and my outlandish ideas; choosing to see my dreams and my potential, when you could just as easily focus on the early mornings, late nights, or the fact that I sometimes come home smelling like campfire, cow manure, sweat, or some terrible combination of all of those things.

Beyond my family, there are countless mentors, teachers, coaches, and guides who helped me to get here today.  If you could all take a moment to think… If you are an adult, who was it that inspired you to do what you do today?  And if you are a student, what person is helping you to see potential in yourself that maybe you didn’t recognize before?  You see, that is the power of a teacher.  We inspire.  We provoke.  We are the eternal optimists (except for Friday afternoon sometimes, but by Monday morning, we’re ready to save the world again). 


And frankly, we love our jobs.  Why else would anyone electively spend most of their best years with teenagers?  If you read the news, you would know that you are all self-absorbed, video game addicts, who would rather read Snooki’s tweets than engage your parents in a conversation around the dining room table.  And while some of this is likely true, there is a good reason for it… there are a lot of powerful people and messages telling you that this is what you are supposed to be like.

As a culture, we don’t do much to really prepare you for the next step in your life.  Yes, we want you to be successful, but we never give you an opportunity to think about what success really means to you.  And since you are young and you still care about what we – your parents, teachers, mentors – think, (don’t worry, your secret is safe with me) you go forth into the world and you try to make us all proud.  You’re left with the idea that the best that we all could expect from you all would be a Cribs-worthy mansion, nice cars, and a high-powered job.  

You deserve more!  You deserve to have the opportunity to set your own course, to fall, dust yourself off, and get moving again towards your whatever it is that you are passionate about.  As a culture, not only do we not give you chances to get to know yourself, we also don’t let you fail.  You deserve to fall down!  I promise you that you will learn more about yourself in those moments when the cards are stacked against you than when everything seems to be going right.  I want you to have the chance to struggle, to flounder, and then to overcome.  Because life isn’t easy, and it doesn’t look like it’s going to be getting any easier in your lifetime.  But we don’t have to be victims to all of the bad news out there.  We can do something about it.

And I want you to have an opportunity to create your own definition of success.  Now, I don’t believe in giving out the answers.  Typically, you’ve got to find those for yourself.  But here is a little gem for you to start with; something of a seed that might eventually grow into some self-awareness in each of you.  “Success is waking up in the morning feeling excited and going to bed at night feeling fulfilled.”  I had to wait until I was 24 to hear those words, and by then, I had been struggling for years to find my purpose in life.  I remember hearing that quote and it gave me a chance to re-evaluate; to hit the pause button and think about what goals I was really working towards; about who and what I wanted to be…

Then I lost a bet, and now I’m here with you all today.  Just kidding, I made the choice to be an educator… In fact, I might even go so far as to say that I always knew that I would become an educator; that all of those others hopes and dreams were really delaying the inevitable.  So do me a favor, think about that one line for a while.  Think about what you love doing.  Think about what you are good at.  Think about where your great passion meets the world’s great need.  And then go do that, with all of your might.  I’ll be with you, every step of the way.

Tuesday, December 3, 2013

Sunrise on Scragg Mountain


Three miles into our hike to a remote backcountry hut, I’m surprised that I still haven’t heard a single complaint.  But now we’ve hit a particularly treacherous section of trail and I’m wondering how our students will respond.  Forty-pound packs and slippery footing, mixed with a group of teens coming of age in an instant gratification society… things could get ugly.   We pause, drop our packs, grab a snack and some water, all while I scout the challenge ahead.

Years of neglect and infrequent usage have transformed a once merely steep section of trail into a free-flowing cascade of bone-chilling water.  Fall rains add to the torrent that has eroded away all stable footing, leaving in its place only jagged rocks, ankle-twisting crevices, and deceptively camouflaged mud slicks.  Fortunately, someone has taken the time to tie an old length of climbing rope to a tree at the top of the cliff. 

I lean back against the rope, allowing it to carry some of my weight so I can focus my attention on the intricate foot placements needed to maneuver my way up the steep slope.  I slowly weight each step, testing the rock, mud, or moss that present the only options of where to place my feet.  At the most desperate of times, I sink my body close to hillside, which seems to slowly be sliding its way to the bottom of the pitch, carrying me along with it.  Certain steps or handholds send 40-degree water over the top of my boots or down my shirtsleeve.  Branches grab hold of my pack as I struggle my way up, grasping anything and everything that will keep me from joining the cascade down the slope. 

This is not easy.  Not easy for me, a former wilderness guide who spent the better part of a decade living outside and leading trips in the American West and around the world.  Even though I’ve since domesticated a bit- with a wife, a daughter, and a house- some skills, honed over years of experience, become muscle memory and allow us to still exert some level of expertise with tasks that once were commonplace and taken for granted.  But still, this is not easy for me.  How will my inexperienced students respond?

Clearly, I am more concerned than they are.  Even though I can see that they are tired- in their movements and in their faces- they jump up at the challenge.  A young man named Mike goes first.  Big and strong, but sometimes still a bit clumsy, he muscles his way up the slope, grunting and heaving his pack, and his body to the top.  Next, Kelsea goes, struggling and determined, under a pack that fits her awkwardly and is heavier than she is accustomed to carrying.  She is supported from behind by Dakota- the strong and silent type- who holds branches for her and gently nudges her pack as she stretches and reaches her way upward. A few minutes later, Cody goes.  Surprisingly agile, he shows skill beyond his experience.  One by one, we all reach the top, collapsing after the exertion, with grins running ear to ear.  When Judy, my co-leader who is bringing up the rear, finally joins us above the crux, we exchange high fives before slinging our packs back on and continuing along our way.

From here, it is smooth sailing.  Having passed the routes trickiest section, we now enjoy the transition out of mixed deciduous forest into a scene dominated by paper birch.  Traveling further and higher, we enter the red spruce krummholz, and I know that we are getting close.  A few more switchbacks and we see our destination, an old fire cabin set high on this ridgeline in Vermont’s Green Mountains. 
 
 
 

We enter the cabin, excited to see our night’s dwelling. Having travelled to this cabin before, I know what to expect.  The students, however, are shocked at the graffiti and neglect.   In such a beautiful and remote location, why would people leave such ugly fingerprints?  The walls are adorned with profanity, pot leaves, and messages about who they were, what they did, and when they did it.  Furthermore, they are outraged at the trash left behind; mountains of beer cans and bottles are piled up under the cabin’s trap door basement.  This is part of the reason that we came up here.
 

As the kids unload their packs and prepare to change their baselayers, they also pull out gallons of white paint, paintbrushes, rollers, and trays.  The next morning, we will go on to paint over the interior, load up four contractor-sized trash bags worth of garbage and recycling, and do some minor repairs on the building itself. 
 
At the moment, though, everybody is getting hungry and a bit cranky.  We put on some extra layers, gather our cookstoves and dinner supplies, and head to the summit.  As the sun sets on the mountain’s western flank, the kids prepare and eat burritos.  From our room with a view, they learn that sometimes hunger is the best recipe for a delicious meal.






We stay up on top until the stars come out and until cold finally chases us back to the cabin.  With the stove fired up and candles lit, we play card games, tell stories, and scare one another, until, one-by-one, we slink into our sleeping bags.  As I load up the wood stove for the night and blow out the last candle, I hear someone whisper, “This is awesome.”






The next morning, we awake early and climb five minutes up to the top to catch the sunrise.  We shiver and wait, each person hypothesizing exactly where the sun will peek out from behind the White Mountains in the distance.  As the light grows and the clouds transform from red, to orange and pink, to yellow, we grow silent.  For 10 minutes, we are transfixed by a brilliant sunrise.  With work to do, we head down to the cabin to eat breakfast before getting to work. 

 
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This trip happened in a public school… on a Tuesday.  Having shifted the expectations of our school, of our community, and of our students, we now spend several days each week outside, connecting with our place.  As educators, we can lecture our students time and again on the impact of climate change.  We can show videos, or read books, or look through articles in which impending doom seems imminent.  But all of these efforts seem to be in vain.  Our youth seem more disconnected and disenchanted with each exposure to these threats.  They don’t know why they should care or how they could impact change.  All of these problems seem so big, so distant.  You see, for our youth to take personal responsibility for the environment, they must first have a personal relationship with it. 

Your connection to wild places had to start somewhere.  And from that beginning, your love has grown, impacting your life in ways that you never expected, and helping you to define the core values that you live by each day.  But what if nobody had ever exposed you to nature?  Would you think about protecting our wild places?  Would you know how they are threatened?  Would you care at all?

There is magic in nature.  It is intrinsic and intangible.  It simply exists.  And that is why we love it so.  Nobody has to explain the feeling you get at the end of a long hike, or when topping out on a challenging climb, or at the bottom of a powder run on a bluebird day.  Words fail to capture those moments.  They are magic.  And we all feel it.

And just one magic moment can change a life.  For my students, this trip was life changing.  When they reflect back upon high school, they won’t likely remember vocab words, algebra tests, or individual essays.  But they will remember sunrise on top of a mountain that they had climbed.  And though this trip was not epic by many standards, adventure is relative.  Having never even camped, my students carried forty-pound packs up 2,000 feet of elevation in order to eat and sleep on a mountaintop.  It gave them a sense of accomplishment and it opened their eyes to a new perspective.  For them, this was the definition of epic.  















Monday, November 25, 2013

My Message


We live in a world that seems to be growing ever the more complicated with each passing year. As a global community, we face a multitude of problems that threaten to undermine our current mode of existence. Some of the challenges we will face in this century, ranging from climate change to global economic competition to resource depletion, will have widespread effects on our way of life. And how well we respond to these challenges- as a nation and as a human race – will depend largely upon how well we prepare our youth to take on the challenges of their lifetime.
 
 

So how do we prepare our students for the complex issues that they will surely face as citizens of our nation and of our world? By having them sit still and listen for 45 minutes at a time, digesting bits and pieces of unrelated, compartmentalized content that we deem necessary?   How can we expect students to think “outside of the box” when their entire education happens “inside the box”?

 
As an individual, I went through all of my years of public school education and then four more years of university education without ever sufficiently “connecting the dots”. It wasn’t until I started gaining real world experiences- through travel, work, relationships, personal challenges- that I begin to see how everything is interrelated; that I began “connecting the dots”. Yet, the vast majority of educators continue to work in the same old ways, without ever really taking the time to consider whether or not our students understand how all of the disciplines interrelate and how, in the real world, it is impossible to solve problems without drawing upon skills from every aspect of one’s education.  Perhaps this is why we find ourselves in our current worldly predicament… we’ve got a lot of people out there running around with “disconnected dots”.


 
In order to truly prepare our children for the uncertainties of the future, we have to rethink and revamp how we educate. Students must be challenged to develop critical thinking, problem solving, leadership, and communication skills based upon their work in creating solutions to real world issues.  And what better way to prepare our students for the “real world” than to immerse them in the “real world” as a part of their educational experience? By facilitating these types of experiences, we will not only help our students to “connect their dots”, but we will also empower them to recognize the potential that each of them have to create positive change in the world in which they will be living.
 


The Purpose of an Education


For as long as there have been schools, there has been a debate as to what the big-picture “purpose” of education should be.  The role of public education has varied over the course of history as we have grown and developed as a people and as a nation.  Education has served as a tool for the hidden agendas of civic responsibility, moral development, naturalization and deculturalization, and economic opportunity.  Education is a powerful tool, perhaps even a fulcrum, on which the hopes and dreams of a people’s future balance precariously, fully dependent on the capabilities of the next generation to drive our way of living into the future. 

And because powerful people in powerful positions recognize this, everyone wants to have a say as to what we should expect and demand of our education system.  As a result, educational policy shifts frequently- just as quickly as the social, political, and economic trends that dictate educational policy also shift.  This makes the role of an individual teacher incredibly challenging.  Given the state of affairs in the United States, a teacher is asked to not only teach, but to role model, advise, advocate for, discipline, instill moral values, encourage civic responsibility, and produce functioning and contributing members of society. Beyond these duties, vogue educational trends come and go, leaving teachers to, once again, realign their curriculum to new standards, adapt to new administrations, or to emphasize certain philosophies promoted by recently elected school boards.

Most recently, there has been a particular emphasis placed on STEM curricular areas.  This shift, in many ways, can be attributed to the “slipping” of American students in international math, science, and engineering assessments.  We are being outperformed by China, Japan, South Korea, and Singapore in Asia, and by many other northern and western European nations.  In response, we are now prioritizing these content areas above all others, redistributing resources to improve our performance, which we believe will enhance our “competitiveness” in international economic markets.

 It’s not that I don’t believe in the value of STEM curriculum, or even that I disagree with our need, as a nation, to find ways to maintain a competitive advantage on an international level.  Mostly, my qualms come as a result of the whiplash effect of public education’s response to outside pressure.  Our policy- our standard mode of operation- is not dictated by educators, but by bureaucrats, lobbyists, multinational corporations, and a variety of other contingencies who have little or no expertise in the field of education.  Unfortunately, regardless of where we look in our nation’s history, this is the story… education is always reactive, never proactive.

This is what I believe to be the greatest issue in education today.  Public education rarely innovates… it reacts.  If you look at the meteoric rise of charter schools and private academies, you see a sense of creativity and inspiration that has been missing from public education for some time.  And part of the success of these upstart schools can be attributed to the fact that they are different and that they do break from traditional paradigms. Our inability or unwillingness to define our profession just may result in the total undermining of a centuries-old public education system.  This, to me, is a travesty.

The United States is a country of innovators, or creativity, of inspiration.  This has been, and is still our competitive advantage on an international level.  Other countries wish that they could tap into the creative expression of our software designers, our scientists, our inventors. So why are we taking a step back by attempting to do what they already do better?  How about we focus on our strengths by building upon our problem solving skills and ingenuity? 

And what if we extend this beyond the marketplace and into the classroom?  What if we actually entrusted our public educators to define what education could and should be?  What might happen if, rather than bowing to the forces of the market or to the politicians currently in office, we actually worked to define our own profession- our life’s work- on our own terms?  We are, in reality, the professionals.

The Importance of Community

 
 
 
The desire for community drove my family’s move to Vermont and my transition into public education.  I have always been an active member of my community – coaching sports teams, volunteering with local environmental organizations, and participating in local politics – and so I was looking for ways to merge my passion for education with my desire for community.  By choosing to work in public schools, there was an optimal interface between my personal and professional lives.  I still continue to volunteer in my own time by helping to design and build local recreational trails, by spending time at our Senior Center, and by teaching free outdoor skills classes to local groups, among other activities. At school, I advise the Outing Club, coach middle school track, and run after school workout groups.  For our faculty community, I volunteer my time as a wellness coordinator, lead outdoor adventure trips and clinics, and I serve on the “Community” PLC in our high school, arranging events and activities that work to bring our faculty and staff closer together.
 

While I personally find it incredibly rewarding to be a part of these community-building efforts, my true passion lies in helping my students to recognize the value of community. As a part of my program, I have designed a service learning component in which every student designs, plans, and implements projects of their own choosing that benefit our school and local communities in myriad ways.  The students take on the entire process- from researching, to building community support, to writing grant applications- in an effort to create a resource, which can be used by the school and local community for years to come.  In this spring semester alone, students in my program are in the process of planning the construction of an outdoor classroom/picnic pavilion, a high ropes challenge course, an extensive trail network in our school forest, and a formidable school garden that produces food for our school cafeteria.  With the success we are currently experiencing with these projects, I am in the process of developing a senior year “Legacy Project”, in which each graduating senior creates a project that reflects their personal interests and passions.  To me, this is the utmost service that I can provide to my community – a group of young citizens who recognize the value of giving back to the place they call home.
 

 

Teaching Philosophy


“Prepare the child for the path, not the path for the child.” – Navajo proverb

 
One of the greatest challenges I face, whether it be in my personal or professional life, is allowing someone I care about to struggle through an experience that they find difficult. When the chips are down and things get hard, I find it extremely challenging to resist the temptation to swoop in to the rescue. Many times, it is far easier to provide support and to help a person through their challenges than to allow them to fully experience the feeling of failure and defeat. But, in doing this, what is it, exactly, that this person misses out upon?

                To be honest, I think that they miss out on learning the most vital lesson that anyone can ever learn- how to persist.  In a recently published book entitled How Children Succeed, Paul Tough describes the most important personal characteristic that separates those that succeed from those that don’t.  Whether you are growing up in poverty in Chicago, or attending a prestigious Ivy League school, the key to success is “grit” – the ability to persevere in pursuit of a passion.  By consistently rescuing our students from this fear of failure, we essentially hamstring their ability to work through challenge. Not only this, but we rob them of accountability and ownership of that experience, whether it be good, bad, or somewhere in between.


My experience has taught me that “learning” does not constitute a teacher pouring information into the empty container that is a student’s mind.  It also does not mean completing tasks or doing things for students, especially when things get tough.  I believe that the best education is experiential.  Students must explore and discover the meaning behind the topic at hand.  They must also struggle at times, finding ways to uncover the answer to their questions, rather than having those answers handed to them. I believe that students can construct their own opinions and insight with regards to the topic, as opposed to simply learning how to regurgitate the information that the teacher thinks is important.  Not only does this help my students to foster their own independent belief system, but it teaches them to think about how they learn and unravel information most effectively.

On this note, students must see the relevance in what they are learning.  My curriculum needs to reflect events and issues that are important to them, as they relate to the content we are covering.  As an educator, I must look to inspire and empower my students to give direction and purpose to their educations.  Without student ownership and investment, an education is merely jumping through hoops in order to move on to the next step.  Powerful education is driven by the student. Students must see and feel connected to the purpose of education- identifying content as the vehicle that will drive them towards understanding important principles, patterns, and concepts that are a part of our everyday lives.

As an educator, I also aim to provide students with an experience that encourages introspection and reflection on the path towards identity development.  This can be done through curriculum, assignments, and content, but, most importantly, it requires my commitment to providing students the time, space, and provocation to explore the depths of themselves. I believe that we can do more to encourage this type of growth.  Our efforts, in my mind, will pay off tremendously, as students will transition into adulthood with more insight, awareness, and purpose.

The experience of a childhood is the experience of learning – about the world, about ourselves, and about the role that we play in the world around us.  Therefore, the purpose of an education should be to prepare a student for their future, whatever that might mean.  For most, they will be the only true constant that will be with them throughout the duration of their life.  The role of education, thus, should be to do as much as possible to create a series of learning experiences that allow these individuals to understand themselves, to be self-aware, and to have purpose and meaning to their pursuits.  In doing so, we will be bestowing them with a gift that is far more significant than a job with perks, a moral upbringing, or even a vote.  We will prepare them to experience all that our world offers, simply by recognizing and following their own path.

 



 

Educational Roots


850 field days…

Most people I meet are shocked to learn that this is the number of days (and nights) that I lived outside, working in the vast canyon country of southern Utah before moving on to the lush Green Mountains of Vermont. For the equivalent of more than two years of my life, I would take at-risk youth into wilderness environments for one week at a time, looking to facilitate a significantly different and meaningful learning experience. We served a population of students who were experiencing significant struggles in their home environments; significant enough to warrant sending them far away from their home to a completely alien environment.  Once in the wilderness, students were challenged to work through these emotional, social, and clinical issues through a series of team-building, leadership development, and self-confidence inspiring activities.  Utilizing a strong and supportive group structure, they were able to overcome obstacles that they were previously avoidant of.  They learned things about themselves that other teenagers never do; they saw their strengths, they learned their struggles, they found abilities, insight, and understanding that they had not known before.  When they returned home, they were changed people. 

              While vastly different from the schooling experiences I had in my upbringing, there is no doubt how powerful this alternative approach to an “education” can be.  Rather than focusing simply on academic outcomes, this style of education emphasized the emotional, social, and physical needs of individuals alongside the intellectual.  Each student was treated as an individual, with instructors placing a priority on relationships, partnering in a process of self-exploration that challenged each student on their own terms. It was imminently clear that, for intellectual growth to occur, all of the social, emotional, and physical needs of the individual had to be met.

My experience working in wilderness taught me many things – skills, strategies, and beliefs- that I continue to employ today. For everyone involved, students and instructors alike, the process was transformative.  For me, this happened to be a circuitous route to the inevitable – that I would one day find myself working in public education.

You see, both of my parents were public school teachers. Seemingly all of their friends, and, therefore, the adults that I was surrounded by as a youth, were also teachers. Throughout my school years, I loved learning and thrived in the classroom environment.  As I progressed into high school, I began identifying particular fields of study that appealed to me.  I had two fantastic social studies teachers and, through my experiences in learning with them, I solidified my love for history, culture, government, and sociology.  This love was apparent to my teachers, many of whom I recall encouraging me to someday follow in their footsteps to become a teacher.  At the time, I considered this possibility, but still found myself drawn to other careers and professions that I thought to be the epitome of “success”.  I figured that a future in law or business would suit me, and so that is what I pursued.  Little did I know how different my life path would end up being.

The fact that my parents both taught obviously impacted my eventual decision to become an educator.  It is the profession that I know best, learned from a childhood of constant exposure to the challenges, frustrations, and rewards of being an educator.  However, it was only after a college education, various jobs around the world, and some serious personal introspection that I began to hone in on what my personal definition of success really was.  I came to see that true success, by my terms, meant waking up each day excited and going to bed feeling fulfilled.  I began to understand that my pursuit of success, which had driven me to great lengths over the course of my education, had been carried out under false pretenses.  I was simply attempting to meet the expectations of others, without even really taking the time to consider what my own core values were.  Once I took the time to reflect upon these personal beliefs, I quickly realized that my true definition of success, my real sense of purpose, was in helping young people to navigate these difficult transition years of adolescence.

With time, I have come to understand that perhaps my greatest contribution to the field of education will be in my intention to bring this holistic approach to individual development to public schools.  By choosing to value the process through which students learn, as opposed to just emphasizing the products of their learning, I believe that I can not only work to influence my students on an academic level, but that I can profoundly impact the way that they choose to pursue their own personal definitions of success.