Hold onto the Feather of Fate

I once found a little feather in my classroom. From out of nowhere, the feather floated down until it landed upon my desk. I immediately thought about the movie, “Forest Gump,” and the little feather that floated around him as he sat on the bench. I understood the floating feather to be symbolic of the …

Change

Today I awaken with determination to prepare my classroom for the new school year. For some unknown reason, anticipation stirs my heart. Perhaps God has renewed my belief that I can make a difference in the lives of youth. Maybe I’ve passed through my season of disillusionment with the educational system and come out the …

Heart Whispers

"We can teach youth to read, but can we release their hearts?"  An artistic youth churns inside a chrysalis of adolescent confines. For the creative temperament, teen years fill with discontent. Yet, longings can inspire exploration and discovery. It is the glory of parents and teachers to direct yearning in youth by providing creative models. If we do not, imposters …

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