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And I Keep Going

That’s me. Laying in a field. At NASA. I know, it’s a dramatic photo. Well, it was a dramatic moment. I had flown from Missouri to Florida to see the final launch of Space Shuttle Endeavour. But, it was a scrub. That shuttle never lifted off that day. I remember one of the NASA employees said it best, “Space is hard.” It was. It is. Sometimes things work out. Sometimes they don’t. It took me 3 tries to get into Google Teacher Academy. It took me two tries to get on the NASA Zero G plane.  I applied twice to get into Honeywell’s...

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Going All In

It’s cool to talk about overcoming failure. It’s trendy to share about failing forward. It’s even the “in’ thing to proclaim that we are mistake makers. But, we hide our fears. That time we failed to tell someone what we really thought? I won’t mention that. The moment we played it safe and did what we know would work, because we weren’t quite sure we could pull off what might not work. The safe route worked. Right now there are footprints on the moon. Footprints that are there because people believed in something so much they had the courage to...

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So You ARE Ready to Code After All

Confession: I used to think coding was boring. And confusing. And something I didn’t have time to learn about.  I thought it was all about memorizing numbers, letters, characters.  I remembered my early days of building a classroom website and playing with HTML, tinkering in Flash, and it all left a bad taste in my mouth about coding. Like spoiled milk. But then I woke up. About a year and a half ago, that all started to change.  I took a group of students to a BotBall class, and I realized, some kids are visual learners, some kids are auditory...

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Go

There once was a teacher who always tried to find that balance between a house clean enough to live in and a classroom organized enough to learn in. She didn’t believe in teaching from the textbook. She believed the world was the textbook. Every year, when pacing guides would be created, page numbers detailed, and basal reading stories required, she cringed. It all reminded her of school as she knew it. Mundane routine and filling things out for gold stars. Goals? They were supposed to be real. Authentic. Character. Growth through struggle, not completion.  Questions so big there weren’t answers....