Dear That Kid Who Wants to Know How to Craft a Great Blog Post

I must go through this conversation eight hundred fifty-four thousand times (number approximate) whenever I do a unit on blogging.

FADE IN:

INT: CLASSROOM - LAST PERIOD OF THE DAY

Intractable Young Human and I sit behind TEACHER’S DESK staring at a blank blog.

Dear That Kid That Wants to Know Why I Teach IB

Way back in the year 2000, when I still had hair (and hopes and dreams)I did my student teaching at Flower Mound High School. I loved the experience and the school, and I was thrilled to start my career there the next year. I thought I would never want to leave. Fifteen years later, fate had other plans for me.

Dear That Kid That Has an Impossible Dream

I was a late bloomer. As late as the 10th grade my primary career interest was in being a superhero. Not someone with super powers, which I DID sense were beyond my grasp, but someone trained to the very height of human ability. All of that, as you may have guessed, didn't work out; at least not as the teenaged version of myself thought.