Heads up
Thank you all for participating in the Hunger is Heartbreaking campaign to collect items for Samaritan Community Center's Snack Packs for Kids program. We doubled last year's amount and donated roughly $6,000 in food and money.
Matt Saferite has set up a little competition between teachers on Friday afternoon. He's arranged to have The Pack Shack host "Feed the Funnel" parties at BHS and Central Park. There's a jean's pass for every participant. Sign up here. https://www.surveymonkey.com/s/DPXGJJG
We dodged a bullet with the latest snowfall, let's hope our luck continues and spring arrives early.
In tonight's #bpseduchat we're talking about Genius Hour / 20% Time. I've arranged for a special guest to pop in and out of the conversation. A.J. Juliani, author of Inquiry and Innovation in the Classroom: Using Genius Hour, 20% Time and PBL to Drive Student Success, will be co-moderating. Questions posted here. Feel free to collaborate and add questions. Chat starts at 8:30 pm.
Wednesday Walkabouts
I'll be at BHS this Wednesday meeting with a talented young graphic designer who produced a logo for edcampNWA. Then I'll be at R.E. Baker to talk about grants. Meeting with teachers is the best kind of professional development because their driving questions always send me off to do some research.
Grants and PD
What's edcampNWA you ask? Edcamps are like a conference without the structure and agenda. While I know that raises anxiety in some, they are highly successful at empowering teachers to engage in professional development. Think of them as geniushour for grownups. Tracy Kincy is taking the lead on developing and hosting our first edcamp on April 11, 2015. Yep. Get the 4.1.1. on education from teachers cross Northwest Arkansas. More details to come or follow @edcampnwa on Twitter.
http://www.edtechmagazine.com/k12/article/2015/02/students-line-google-science-fair-2015
Video of the Week
If you're not smiling after watching this one. Well . . .
Finally, here's a story for National Friendship Week.
One day, when I was a
freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class was walking home from
school. His name was Kyle.
It looked like he was
carrying all of his books.
I thought to myself,
'Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must really be
a nerd.'
I had quite a weekend
planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon),
so I shrugged my shoulders and went on.
As I was walking, I saw
a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out
of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about
ten feet from him
He looked up and I saw
this terrible sadness in his eyes. My
heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him as he crawled around looking
for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye. As I handed him his glasses, I said, 'Those guys are jerks.' They really should get lives.
' He looked at me and
said, 'Hey thanks!'
There was a big smile on
his face..It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.
I helped him pick up his
books, and asked him where he lived. As it turned out, he lived near me, so I
asked him why I had never seen him before. He
said he had gone to private school before now.
I would have never hung
out with a private school kid before. We
talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books. He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends
He said yes.
We hung out all weekend
and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him, and my friends thought
the same of him.
Monday morning
came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again. I stopped him and said, 'Boy, you are going to really build some
serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!' He just laughed and handed me half the books.
Over the next four
years, Kyle and I became best friends. When we were seniors we began to think
about college. Kyle decided on Georgetown and I was going to Duke.
I knew that we would
always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem. He was going to be a doctor and I was going for business on a
football scholarship.
Kyle was valedictorian
of our class. I teased him all the time about being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation. I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak
Graduation day, I saw
Kyle. He looked great.
He was one of those guys
that really found himself during high school. He filled out and actually looked good in glasses. He had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him.
Boy, sometimes I was
jealous!
Today was one of those
days.
I could see that he was
nervous about his speech. So,
I smacked him on the back and said, 'Hey, big guy, you'll be great!' He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one)
and smiled. ' Thanks,' he said.
As he started his
speech, he cleared his throat, and began. 'Graduation
is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach..but
mostly your friends...
I am here to tell all of
you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them.
I am going to tell you a
story.'
I just looked at my
friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met. He had
planned to kill himself over the weekend.
He talked of how he had
cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't have to do it later and was carrying
his stuff home. He looked hard at me and gave me a little
smile.
'Thankfully, I was
saved. My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable.'
I heard the gasp go
through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest
moment. I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling
that same grateful smile
Not until that moment
did I realize it's depth.
Never underestimate the
power of your actions.
With one small gesture
you can change a person's life. For
better or for worse.
God puts us all in each
others lives to impact one another in some way. Look for God in others.
There is no beginning or
end.. Yesterday is history.
Tomorrow is a
mystery.
Today is a gift.
