Incremental Change

My entry today is a bit longer than usual and if you can stick with me, the message should resonate. Today marks a milestone for me. One thousand days ago, I set out to create a simple streak. The goal was not grand or complicated. It was simply to run, jog, or walk at least two miles in a single workout each day. That was it. Nothing more. And yet this small commitment has carried me through one thousand consecutive days without a break.

When I think about the meaning of this streak, it is not about speed, distance, or competition. It is about consistency. It is about showing up. There were days when I felt strong and energetic, and there were days when I felt tired or overwhelmed. There were days of sunshine and days of rain. There were days when I had little time and had to squeeze in the bare minimum. Yet in every circumstance, I honored the streak.

This streak has taught me that improvement rarely comes in a single giant leap. It comes in steady, almost invisible steps. One day does not look like much. Two miles is not a marathon. Yet when you add up those small steps, when you stay faithful to the process, the result becomes something powerful. That lesson does not belong only to fitness. It belongs to every part of our lives, including the work we do together in education. Imagine what would happen if we each started a streak of our own. It does not have to be about running or walking. It could be a teaching streak. Maybe it is reading aloud to your class every single day, even if only for ten minutes. Maybe it is greeting every student at the door with a smile. Maybe it is sending one encouraging note a week to a colleague. It could be something outside the classroom altogether. A fitness streak. A reading streak. A family dinner streak. The point is not what the streak is, but what it builds inside of us. When we create streaks, we create momentum. Momentum keeps us moving even when motivation feels low. Momentum builds habits, and habits shape culture. As teachers and leaders, the culture we shape is contagious. Students see it. They feel it. They mirror it. When we model consistency and dedication, they learn that goals are reached not by luck but by steady effort.

I have also discovered that streaks are deeply personal. Better is not defined by someone else. Better is defined by each of us. My streak is not about being the fastest runner or covering the greatest distance. It is about keeping a promise I made to myself. For you, better might mean something entirely different. And that is the beauty of it. Better belongs to you. I do not want you to hear this and think that a streak is only about numbers. It is about meaning. It is about proving to yourself that you can take small steps every day toward something that matters. Over time, those steps add up. They add up in fitness. They add up in reading. They add up in relationships. They add up in classrooms.

One thousand days ago, I had no idea what this streak would become. I only knew that I needed to take that day’s step. Today, looking back, I see how those simple daily choices built something significant. The streak now runs my day. I have to move forward. I no longer have to find motivation because with my streak, the motivation found me. So I want to encourage you to consider your own streak. Choose something that matters to you. Start small. Stay consistent. Share it with your students if you want them to join in. Or keep it as a personal reminder of your own capacity to grow. Whatever you choose, let it be your steady path toward becoming better.

Better is not about perfection. It is about progress. It is about the courage to take one more step today, and then another tomorrow, and then another after that. Before long, those steps become a journey. And that journey will be worth celebrating. Though I have known this my whole life, I lived it when I was recovering from a life-threatening bout with the original COVID-19 (The Beast as I called it). As I recounted in my book ‘Upright’, due to the massive damage to my lungs and the significant scar tissue present, my oxygen uptake often expressed as VO2 max, was limited at best. My diminished lung capacity impaired my ability to perform basic daily activities, including walking around the house. I would often have to stop to catch my breath just walking to the kitchen. Walk up the stairs? Forget it. Over a 6 month period, I improved to a point that I could walk around the grocery store at a slow pace, but that simple activity expended energy resources.  

I have come a long way since then but I can remember the feeling. I used to coach myself with every step. I would tell myself, “baby steps”. Move incrementally toward the goal. Get better every day. Some days are better than others, but try everyday to move toward the goal. Incremental change works. It is a proven strategy for sustainable progress over time. I’ll take that any day. 

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Pay It Forward

Last spring, a small moment reminded me how the simplest acts can ripple outward in ways we might never fully see. A teacher walked into my office with a gift bag saying, “I thought you’d enjoy this,” she said, handing it to me with a smile. I opened the bag and found one of her favorite books. There was no special occasion, no hidden agenda. Just a thoughtful gift from one reader to another. Now, if you know me at all, you know that books are my weakness. A good story or a fresh perspective is like oxygen for my brain. I accepted it with genuine gratitude, then immediately began flipping it over to read the back cover. That book became the next on my reading list and it was wonderful. That simple gift reminded me that reading is more than just a skill we teach, it’s a bridge we build. Every book is a doorway, and when we hand one to someone else, we’re not just passing on paper and ink, we’re passing on possibility. So, I decided to pay it forward.

I chose a different teacher, someone who didn’t know this little chain of kindness had already begun. I told the teacher I was bringing the book. No reason, no celebration, it was just because. I then told her the story, and stated “I’m paying that gift forward. I’m asking you to do the same when the time feels right.” That’s the beauty of paying it forward. You can’t always predict where the gift will land next, but you can trust it will keep moving.

In our world where our days are jammed with making plans, deadlines, and a thousand small fires to put out, we sometimes forget that one of the most important things we give our students isn’t on any official curriculum. It’s an example of kindness in action. Whether it’s lending a hand, offering a listening ear, or sliding a book across a desk, we are teaching them what community looks like. And when that kindness comes in the form of a book? Well, now you’ve got a double win. You’re modeling generosity and you’re fueling the love of reading. So here’s my challenge for you this year. If you receive a book from another, pay one forward. Pick one you’ve loved, or one you think someone else will. Tell them it’s part of a chain. Tell them the only catch is that they have to also pay it forward. Ask them to keep it moving. As far as the book is concerned, you never know if it will inspire or if it will be loved as you intended. You simply need to take stock in the fact that your kindness has been delivered. Throwing the unknowns aside, I can promise you that when that person takes up reading the book, they will turn a page, pause, and think of you. And that is a story worth writing.

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The Summer Slide: Not Just for Students Anymore

As the school year winds down and summer break approaches, there's a familiar phenomenon that educators, parents, and students alike dread: the "summer slide." This term refers to the learning loss that occurs when students take an extended break from academic activities. Studies have shown that students can lose up to 20–30% of their school-year gains in reading and math during the summer months. But here's the twist: it's not just students who are affected. Educators, too, can experience a form of the summer slide. After months of intense planning, teaching, and assessment, many teachers find it challenging to maintain their professional momentum during the summer. Without the daily structure and collaboration, it's easy to lose touch with the latest educational trends, strategies, and technologies.

For students, the summer slide can be particularly detrimental. The loss of academic skills over the summer months can lead to a significant achievement gap, especially among students from low-income families who may not have access to enriching summer activities . This gap often compounds over time, leading to long-term educational disparities.

For educators, the summer slide manifests as a loss of professional development opportunities. While summer break offers much-needed rest, it also presents an opportunity for teachers to engage in professional learning, collaborate with peers, and reflect on their teaching practices. Without intentional efforts to stay connected and continue learning, educators risk falling behind in an ever-evolving educational landscape.

So, how can we combat the summer slide for both students and educators? Here are some strategies:

1. Summer Learning Programs

Offering summer school or enrichment programs can help students maintain their academic skills. These programs provide structured learning opportunities that keep students engaged and prevent learning loss.

2. Professional Development for Educators

Providing teachers with access to professional development opportunities during the summer can help them stay current with educational trends and strategies. Online courses, webinars, and workshops are excellent ways for educators to continue their learning during the break .

3. Community Engagement

Engaging the community in supporting summer learning initiatives can make a significant difference. Libraries, local businesses, and community organizations can collaborate to provide resources and activities that promote learning during the summer months .

4. Family Involvement

Encouraging families to participate in their children's learning can have a profound impact. Simple activities like reading together, visiting museums, or exploring nature can reinforce academic skills and foster a love of learning.

Embracing the Summer

While the summer slide presents challenges, it also offers opportunities. By proactively addressing the learning needs of both students and educators, we can ensure that the summer months are a time of growth and development, rather than regression.

As we approach the end of the school year, let's commit to combating the summer slide together. By staying engaged, continuing to learn, and supporting one another, we can make the summer a time of enrichment and preparation for the year ahead.

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Moving On

I have been using the Weekly Bytes in my career for over 15 years. As said in the tag line above, it is “communication to keep us all connected”.  Whether it is through the opening musing, the review of the week, the list of future events, or the fun bits of trivia, the attempt is always to keep us connected. When I began pondering the idea of the end of my weekly newsletter, as I will be headed to the District Office, I realized I was incorrect in my assumption.  I began to think about how many times I do not know what is happening at the other secondary sites. We have very little knowledge of the other sites, their events, their announcements, or anything.  We simply know those sites exist. It shouldn’t be that way therefore, as I embark upon my new role as Director of Secondary Education, I will continue to send out my Weekly Bytes. Truly it will be communication meant to keep us ALL connected.  All means ALL. I will continue to bore you with my weekly musing or deep thoughts.  I will continue to challenge you with my trivia and my hope is that the three of you that play along will continue. I will continue to try and inspire a smile or a warm thought or two. I will, I will, I will. Blah, Blah, Blah. Enough said. With this being my last of the 2022-23 school year, I simply want to wish you a wonderful and safe summer break.  May you rest and recharge ready for your return in August. See you in 2023-24. Have an outstanding summer break…RiseUP! (cue Summer  — the Cars).

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Crazy Train

With the end of every academic year, I always take a moment of personal inventory. It helps me to slow the pace down. Many times, my mind lands on the incredible impact we make in the lives of our students. Whether you are in the classroom where the rubber meets the road, or in a supportive role, you have made an impact. In the classroom, you have poured your heart into lessons and graded some less than adequate work along the way. Frustrations aside, you showed up daily and served as an inspiration to students in ways you will not know. You have given inspiration and guidance for students that are sometimes not the most accepting. By reaching under the chin of each student and clicking on the light bulb in their head, you ignited the potential within them to continue a journey of lifelong learning. Later in life as our students reflect on their time in school, they will understand the pivotal role you played in shaping their lives. A school year is like a roller coaster. It is fast paced with some ups and downs.  There may even be a loop-de-loop on the track, but you stay the course with students and hope you don’t lose anything along the way. They may not remember the details of the subject taught, but they will remember the impact you made as you helped them grow not only academically, but emotionally and socially. Just as we can all remember roller coasters that were a blast to ride, we compartmentalize by not thinking about the long line before the ride.  Students will do the same. They will remember the ride. So as we approach the end of the ride, take pride in the fact that you have conquered this one. As every roller coaster car pulls into the start house, the riders have plenty of mixed emotions. Some are jacked and can’t wait to go again, in fact, they are begging the operator to stay in the car.  Some are terrified, want out, and will never return. Most however, had a fun ride, are relieved it is over, and after their stomach settles, will stand in line to do it again. As this car pulls into the start house, take some time to settle, rest, and reflect on the year. This is a time when we can celebrate the finish.  The end justifies the means. May you find fulfillment and pride in the impact you have made this year. Hang in there, we have one week to go. Have a tremendous weekend. Go BEARS!…RiseUP! (cue Crazy Train — Ozzy Osbourne).

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I am rubber...

Never let it be said that we should, “Grow Up”.  Some of the best things in life, I learned on the playground when I was a kid.  We all remember the playground. Every now and then, it was rough out there emotionally because kids can be mean. With my last name, I learned to roll with the chatter of those that tried to be creative.  Some days it wasn’t good enough to “keep to yourself” or “turn the other cheek”. Those days you needed to be armed with something greater like, “I am rubber, you are glue…”.  You all remember it and it was motivating. In life, we often face criticism and negativity from those around us. These words have the potential to shape our self-perception, limit our potential, and impede our progress. However, we possess an incredible ability to deflect the impact of these words and turn them into catalysts for growth. Just as rubber bounces back when struck, we too can rebound from the words thrown at us. By internalizing the truth that we are not defined by the opinions of others, we build an unbreakable shield against negativity. "I am rubber" signifies our resilience and ability to withstand the impact of hurtful words. It speaks to our capacity to bounce back from adversity, to spring forward with renewed determination. We must believe in our inherent worth and recognize that our potential is not determined by the limitations others impose upon us. Through self-belief and a steadfast mindset, we can defy expectations, shatter barriers, and achieve what once seemed impossible. Rather than internalizing their words, we can choose to let them bounce off us. In doing so, we diminish their power and allow their negativity to remain with its source. "Whatever you say, bounces off me and sticks to you" serves as a reminder that we have the power to transform criticism into motivation. Rather than being burdened by hurtful comments, we can use them as fuel to ignite our inner fire. Each negative word can be channeled into an opportunity for growth and self-improvement. By focusing on our goals and aspirations, we can leverage the negative energy and turn it into positive momentum. Remember, the path to success is not without its share of challenges and naysayers. Nobody ‘makes it’ without having a few arrows pointed in their general direction. The key lies in cultivating resilience and using it to our advantage. The power to deflect negativity lies within each of us. By embodying the essence of the phrase "I am rubber, you are glue, whatever you say, bounces off me and sticks to you," we harness our resilience, transcend limitations, and transform words into triumph. Let us embrace our inner strength, rise above adversity, and emerge as the architects of our destiny. May all of us remember the simplicity of our childhood and when you need to use it, just say it to yourself with a smile, “I am rubber…”  Have a wonderful restful weekend. Go BEARS!…RiseUP! (cue Hall of Fame — The Script). 

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Everybody is a genius

As an educator, I am often reminded how important it is to remember that every student has their own unique strengths and weaknesses. One of the biggest mistakes we can make is to judge students based on a narrow set of abilities or skills, ignoring their potential in other areas. Albert Einstein once said, "Everybody is a genius. But if you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree, it will live its whole life believing that it is stupid." This quote perfectly encapsulates the danger of labeling and limiting students based on arbitrary measures of success. In our education system, we often place a heavy emphasis on certain subjects, such as Math and English, and prioritize the skills required to excel in those areas. However, this narrow focus ignores the fact that students have diverse talents and abilities that should be celebrated and nurtured. For example, a student who struggles with math may excel in the arts or have a natural talent for writing. By solely focusing on their shortcomings in one area, we risk limiting their potential and stifling their creativity. That is why it is crucial for all of us to adopt a growth mindset and encourage students to do the same. Instead of simply evaluating students based on their current abilities, we should be emphasizing the importance of effort and growth. We should be teaching our students that their abilities are not fixed, and that with hard work and determination, they can improve and excel in any area they choose. One way to foster a growth mindset is to focus on individual progress and development, rather than comparing students to each other. By setting achievable goals and celebrating progress, we can help our students build confidence and develop a lifelong love of learning. Another important aspect of this approach is providing opportunities for students to explore their passions and interests. By allowing students to pursue their own areas of curiosity, we can help them discover their unique strengths and develop a sense of purpose. Incorporating project-based learning and inquiry-based approaches can also help students develop a deeper understanding of the subject matter and encourage creativity and critical thinking. By giving students the opportunity to apply what they are learning in a hands-on way, we can help them see the relevance and value of their education. When we provide a variety of learning opportunities and resources, we can help each student reach their full potential. All of this is important but most important is that we must remember that every student learns in their own way and at their own pace. It is our responsibility to recognize and celebrate the unique talents and abilities of each of our students. As Einstein reminds us, "Everybody is a genius." Therefore, it is up to us as educators to help our students discover and unleash their own genius.  Have a wonderful restful weekend. Go BEARS!…RiseUP! (cue Don’t Stop Believin’— Journey).

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King for a Day

The other day while listening to the radio, a song from the Thompson Twins called ‘King for a Day’ began playing.  As I listened to the song, I began to ponder the concept as I often do. If I was asked to be king for just one day, what would I do? What if the decision I could make would have lasting effect, instead of being merely a ceremonial day? Could I make real decisions for the world?  Would it make a difference if the decisions could be managed with different timeframes?  Boy oh boy did my mind begin to wander!  What would I do?  I know I have very specific things that would be my focus. Just think, king of the world for just one day, having a time frame that could be set. With the resources of the world at my disposal, I would make some decisions for the benefit of humanity.  In the Thompson Twins song, they ‘give it all away’ to be with a girl. WOW!  That is one option however not my first choice, though I do sing along with the catchy tune. I would prefer to do something lasting like end all wars forever. The money saved could then be retasked to end world hunger. In both cases, I could end senseless death.  Next, I would retask the vast resources and bring it to bear on ending forever, all cancer and cardiovascular disease. These two diseases are responsible for the first and second most deaths worldwide at a total of 26.58 million people per year. Next, I would make medicine available to millions worldwide, to once and for all eradicate diseases that should have been gone long ago but are still killing people such as Tuberculosis, Polio, Malaria, Scarlet fever, Mumps, and Measles. Yes this would come at a cost, but small compared to the riches of the world. I would then mobilize funding for education for all, forever.  I would send funds to public schools and public universities to improve their facilities and employee pay making them iconic places to work or study.  I could probably go on and on but should stop there and move on to lesser items. Although of lesser impact worldwide, these next two are certainly for the benefit of all humanity. I would for 30 years place a salary cap on the Los Angeles Dodgers that was just below the lowest paying Major League Baseball team. Just for the fun of it, I would make the Dallas Cowboys pick last in the draft and not allow concessions sold at their stadium for 20 years. Those last two alone are enough to cause a war, so thankfully, I did away with war with my first decree. That's what happens when a San Francisco 49er and Giant fan becomes king for a day! Then, I would once and for all, excavate Oak Island to find out what is truly buried there. Lastly, I would gain access to the Presidential Book of Secrets they talked about in the movie National Treasure. If there isn’t one, then I would make one because the concept is so cool. All kidding aside, if given the chance to make those kinds of decisions, I would truly focus on trying to make our world a better place. I think that we will find that there’s more than enough riches in our world for all of us if we could just focus on the goodness of humanity. Have a wonderful weekend. Go BEARS!…RiseUP! (cue "King for a Day” — Thompson Twins).

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Hope Remains

Have you ever lost your passion for an activity then rediscovered it? What a wonderful feeling. For me, it is my love of the outdoors and outdoor activities. With the young kids and my career, many times my desire to participate in outdoor endeavors such as skiing, cycling, or kayaking was always postponed ‘until another day’.  Soon, even my equipment became outdated or dare I say, old. Then came COVID. I was taken down by the virus and for weeks, I suffered thinking every difficult breath was my last. I pondered every detail of my life as I battled the sickness. When I knew I was turning the corner, and getting better, all I wanted to do was put COVID in the rear view mirror. When I was released from the hospital, I wanted to go on long walks with my family, but I could only muster a shuffle across the room. With every day, I worked to build back my strength yet my hope of participating in cardiovascular activities was limited.  I wanted to run, yet I could barely walk across the street without getting winded. Hope remained. Today, I still want to run, however, I have only built my cardio fitness to a point that I can vigorously walk.  The more I try to press it, the scar tissue in my lungs that was a gift of COVID gives me a vehement ‘NO’.  It doesn’t change my desire to involve myself in outdoor activities, which was a promise I made to myself in the ‘dark days’. I walk every morning and each day, jog a bit more. Hope is not my only strategy. Every weekend, I find something to do with my family that is outdoors, pending the weather, and this is the perfect time of year. As I build my cardiovascular strength, I build back the equipment that is needed to participate. I want to run, and someday I will, but until then, I will walk. With every step, COVID is under my shoe, and I am stomping on it. COVID took so much from all of us, but I will not let it take anymore from me. I am done. Have a wonderful weekend. Go BEARS!…RiseUP! (cue "Never Surrender” — Corey Hart). 

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Lost Notes

Usually on my way to work, I dictate notes to myself and this morning was no different. The reason I dictate is that commuting is just a waste of time.  I try my best to remain productive during that time in the car. Unfortunately, this morning, my dictated notes were lost in cyberworld.  When I arrived at the office, the file was sent but never received in my email. I’m sure all of us have had a similar situation and I’m certain I will find a way to recover the information sometime in the future when I no longer need it.  The reason I bring it up is because this morning I had a few good notes that I wanted to draw upon to write this opening. You see, my mornings begin at 4:30am when I give thanks that I have been granted another day to get it right. I stumble to grab a cup of coffee then sit in a quiet room to reflect and be mindful of my day, my obligations, and my life. This morning, I reflected on my writing and how much I enjoy the practice.  I find it cathartic to write from the heart.  It is no secret that I have done a bit of writing, but that has not always been the case.  I was not the best student in my high school years and I have written about my Senior English teacher Mr. Rose. I am certain that Mr. Rose hated my arrival to his class just as much as I hate going, yet I can recall quite a bit. The class was British Literature and I would almost get hives walking into the building. I did everything but the work, and Mr. Rose knew it. He rode me everyday and grinded my gears about every little thing that I did in that class. Back then, I had a strong dislike for the man. Now, as you may know, I have a tribute to him in my office in the form of a statue of Sisyphus getting help. I think about Mr. Rose everytime I look at that sculpture and I know, he is upstairs wagging his finger at me saying, “I told you so”. He used to drive me crazy with that! I can still picture him in front of the class reading a passage from some book then closing his eyes to let the literature wash over him. In my immaturity, I could never figure it out. Now I get it.  Today, I have a love of reading and writing. I enjoy the art of words and the specific use of aphorisms and euphemism to flavor the work. Mr. Rose is getting the last laugh, and I can hear it. The very long point I am trying to make is that there are students in your classes that you are impacting. You may never know, just as Mr. Rose impacted me, but your impact is registering. Mr. Rose never gave up on me, even though I sometimes gave up on my own abilities. In spite of my horrible petulant classroom behavior, Mr. Rose persevered. As an author, I may own the title of best seller, but Mr. Rose should get the credit. All I can do is look up and apologize for my young self with a thank you in my heart. Every student should be lucky enough to have a Mr. Rose. Have a wonderful weekend. Go BEARS!…RiseUP! (cue "In My Dreams” — REO Speedwagon). 

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Roll with It

This morning I was walking while listening to my Pandora channel on 80’s rock music when an REO Speedwagon song was played. I am a big fan of their music and I have seen them a few times in concert.  Every time I love the music even more. This morning the song ‘Roll With the Changes’ came on and the lyrics hit me. It was off their debut album “You Can Tune a Piano, but You Can’t Tuna Fish” which was loaded with hits. Anyways, back to the song. I’ve heard the song hundreds of times and it is one of my favorites to play on the guitar. This morning, it just hit me differently. I guess one could say I had a musical eureka moment. In the song, lead singer Kevin Cronin sings, “So if you're tired of the same old story, turn some pages”. That lyric seemed to resonate with me.  It is the creative way of saying ‘get on with it’ or for some ‘climb out of the rut’. Just stop complaining and turn some pages. I love the personal drive that is implied.  We don’t need anyone else to help, we just need to do it. Vincent Van Gogh once said that if you hear a voice that says you cannot paint, then by all means paint, and that voice will be silenced. Van Gogh spoke those words at some point during the late 1800’s and I’m certain Kevin Cronin channeled them in some way. If that voice inside is telling something you don’t want to hear then do something about it. As the song says, turn some pages and roll with the changes. Take things in stride and simply don’t let it affect your path or goal. I know for one, I will be turning some pages this weekend, but it will be in a good book. Have a wonderful weekend. Go BEARS!…RiseUP! (cue "Roll With the Changes” — REO Speedwagon). 

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Let It Go

On Wednesday afternoon during a meeting I was notified that my 85 year old mother had a stroke and was being transported to Emmanuel Hospital in Turlock. I bring this up not to reach for an outpouring of support but to send a message that was delivered by the doctor to my mother. Thankfully she will recover completely as they said it was a ‘minor’ stroke.  Not sure I concur with the diagnosis.  Anytime the blood supply to part of the brain is interrupted or reduced, preventing brain tissue from getting oxygen, it is a major thing.  I am relieved she will recover but back to the message that was delivered.  You see, my mother is a worry wart. She has been that way her whole life. She worries and stresses about things that are not under her control. Her doctor thankfully has been treating her for well over 30 years and knows this all too well. The message that was delivered by him to my mother is one we can all employ. Stop stressing about the things we cannot control and focus on the items that really matter. That is where we will have the most impact in our lives. We all know the advice and we all struggle with it. When you try not to think about something, you are thinking about it. The cycle continues. The real trick is to let it all go. If you can’t control it, let it go. As I try to do on a regular basis, keep my head down and do my best and let everything else take care of itself. And of course, take the time to relax. That will do a body good. Have a wonderful weekend. We have more rain on the way so stay dry. Happy St. Patrick’s Day…Go BEARS!…RiseUP! (cue "Where the Streets Have No Name" — U2). 

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Jingles

The other day I was in my office talking to a colleague and we happened upon the subject of Barry Manilow.  It could have been because one of his songs randomly played on my Pandora account or that I am a big fan, either way, the subject of old time jingles came out. The connection with Barry Manilow and old jingles you may not know, but as a fan, I know he wrote many of the hugely popular jingles from the 70’s and 80’s that are burned in the memory of many of us still today. Maybe it was just my yearning to want to talk about them, but I mentioned that Barry Manilow started out as a jingle writer and then proceeded to play a medley of his on YouTube titled, “A Very Strange Medley”. As we listened, I chucked at how he didn’t know any of them yet I knew all the words. This led into a discussion about how jingles are a ‘thing of the past’. Though we are inundated with commercials everywhere, I can’t remember too many jingles. I’m talking about the ones that used to anchor commercials like Kentucky Fried Chicken, McDonalds, or Coca-Cola. If they exist today, they certainly are not like the ones from decades past. Jingles used to be the big thing that we used to sing along with and when I was a kid, everyone knew them.  We would find ourselves walking to class humming or whistling the jingle. Now, jingles have given way to social media and the influencers. The attention span of most of us is not long enough to even get a jingle started, much less, complete a chorus. That itself is a narrative for our current state. Maybe, just maybe, we should all slow down a bit and have a ‘Coke and a smile’. As a society, I’m not going too far out on a limb to say I think it may just do us some good. Have a wonderful weekend and stay dry with all the rain. Go BEARS!…RiseUP! (cue A Very Strange Medley - Barry Manilow).

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My Why...

Recently I was asked why I wanted to enter the field of education. The reason I started my career was quite simple. My father was an 8th-grade Physical Education teacher.  He taught at the same junior high for 40 years and when he retired, they named the gym after him. He was the reason I entered the field. I grew up seeing his passion for teaching, sharing his love of sport, and observing his compassion for people. When I was in the 3rd grade, my teacher Mrs. Toler asked the class to perform a writing assignment.  We were to write an autobiography, of course, with the help of several prompts. As part of that assignment, I wrote that I wanted to be a teacher like my father. Mrs. Toler had told me later that I was the only one in the class that chose a teacher for my profession.  Most gave the really cool jobs like astronaut, fireman, doctor, scientist, rockstar, and even a lawyer. Teachers didn’t make the list of ‘cool jobs’ in the 70’s however, for me, the coolest guy I knew was my dad. He was not only a teacher, he was THE teacher, and I wanted to be just like him.  That was the case until I became a middle school PE teacher in my first year.  I quickly found out that my father was not just a great teacher, but a very, very, very, patient, almost saintly man. It took every bit of energy I could muster to do a good job. After only one year, I saw an opportunity for a high school science teacher/coach and elected to jump ship. Though I left a good job at that middle school in the rearview mirror, in high school, I found my stride professionally. I often think about that year in middle school and wonder how my father lasted 40 years. I know now that some of the skills that help make him so successful are similar to those needed to keep him and my mother married for over 60 years. A ton of patience, devotion, selective hearing, and true love for what you are doing. I strive every day to be better and maybe reach half the mountain he forged. One thing is for sure, my experience is one reason why I have so much respect for all educators at every level. Our work is uniquely difficult at each level. I hope you all have a wonderful weekend. Go BEARS!…RiseUP! (cue Good Luck Charm - Elvis). 

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Call to Leadership

When I first joined the ranks of administration, I worked with an administrator that reminded me of the difficulties I was about to face. He told me, “If you accept the call to leadership, you must be willing to be misunderstood, criticized, opposed, accused, and even rejected.” Funny thing was, that didn’t deter me, but inspired me. I believe that through communication and building positive professional relationships, we can bridge those gaps in understanding. The same can be said for students in the classroom. Many times they are going to say the same types of things, albeit for different reasons. They criticize, oppose, accuse, reject, and plenty of times misunderstand the intended directive. We in turn, cannot throw our hands up and quit.  We have to bridge the understanding, or misunderstanding, with solid communication.  Though I speak of this like I am proficient, I am not.  I know I am not perfect and can improve with my communication. Even if I am perfect in a situation, I can always be better, so really, there is never an absolute perfect. Communication and understanding is a moving target that takes effort. Effort that is appreciated when it is delivered. So back to what that administrator said to me when I first entered the ranks. I am not inspired to be misunderstood, but inspired to bridge understanding. I believe that in tough conversations, we can sow seeds of success for ourselves and our students. The challenge is in communication. I hope you all have a wonderful weekend.  Stay warm and dry in all this weather. Go BEARS!…RiseUP! (cue Daydream Believer - The Monkees).

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Conquer It

For some reason this week on Sirius XM 80’s on 8, there has been a large amount of Michael Jackson music.  Not that I am bothered by it because I am a bit of a fan. In the 80’s he led a charge of music greats including Prince, Madonna, Bruce Springsteen, not to forget the great bands like the Police, Genesis, Van Halen, or Guns-n-Roses.  The decade was filled with great music that was played by now-aging artists that are entering the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.  Understanding this, Michael Jackson, had a string of hits that spanned several albums.  Every time I hear one of his songs, I am immediately transported back to the past.  I was lucky enough to see him in concert three times, once with his brothers.  Every time was a unique experience that left me wanting to see another.  Though I have my favorites from him, there is one song and lyric that always draws my attention when I hear it.  In Human Nature, he sings “If this town is just an apple, then let me take a bite”. I always interpreted that as the ultimate go-getter attitude. I like the frame of mind that you are going to take a bite out of a big city like New York. It's the attitude! It is a modern version of the quote by Julius Caesar from antiquity when he said,”Veni Vidi Vici”. Again, it is all about the attitude. I understand it as not simply about the conquer but the confidence to do so.  Just think if we could instill that kind of confidence in our math students. The attitude that no matter what is thrown at me, I will not only conquer it, but have an enjoyable time doing so.  What a mindset! With that, enjoy your 3-day weekend. Conquer it with pleasure. Have an exceptional weekend! Go BEARS!…RiseUP! (cue Michael Jackson - Human Nature). 

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Reflection

This morning during my time of reflection, I began to ponder the power of reminiscing. Not so much getting lost in the past, but simply recollecting past events that were enjoyable and provided a rewarding experience. The moments may have been happy, or difficult, but the outcome became much more than expected. To avoid too much pontification about my mental state, I can simply say reminiscing is powerful. I find it boosts my mood and overall sense of well-being. I know it is because when we think about positive experiences from the past, we are reminded of the good times and the people involved. This helps to counterbalance all the negativity in the world we all experience. We all know this to be true, but many times fail to take the time for ourselves. Not that I am making another statement about self care, but the act of reminiscing can help us gain a better understanding of ourselves and our personal growth. When we think about our past experiences, we are able to see how we have changed and grown as individuals. This can be especially important for people who are going through difficult times, as it can help to provide a sense of perspective and hope for the future.  As we reflect on our past experiences, we can begin to see patterns and connections that we may have missed before. This can help us to gain a deeper understanding of our lives and the choices we have made. Indulging in enjoyable recollections or just thoughts of any kind can be completely beneficial because it is all about taking the time to slow down just for a moment. It truly is valuable. With that thought in mind, take a moment this weekend to reflect on the good memories and be grateful for them. Have an exceptional weekend! Go BEARS!…RiseUP! (cue Greenday - Time of My Life). 

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In My Life

The other day, I was listening to the Beatles song "In My Life" and it hit a chord with me. In the song, John Lennon sings about the people, places, and memories that have shaped him. As educators, we have the opportunity to be a part of the lives of our students in a similar way. We have the power to shape their minds, inspire their hearts, and guide them on their journey through life. That itself is a powerful thought, especially in high school when memories made are carried forever.  All the more reason for us to realize our impact. As we connect with our students, we must remember that each one is unique and special in their own way. We should take the time to get to know them as individuals, and strive to understand their needs and interests. By doing so, we can create an environment where they feel safe, valued and respected. But connecting with students isn't just about getting to know them as individuals. It's also about providing them with the tools and resources they need to succeed. This means providing them with a challenging and engaging curriculum, encouraging them to take risks and learn from their mistakes, and being available to offer support and guidance when they need it. As educators, we have the opportunity to make a lasting impact on the lives of our students. We can inspire them to follow their dreams and reach their full potential. We are part of their story and we can positively shape them forever. To make a positive impact on the human condition is worthy of a pat on the back. With that thought, have a wonderful weekend. Go BEARS!…RiseUP! (cue Beatles - In My Life).

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Time to Reflect

Over the Winter break I am allowed time to reflect on plenty of things. With all the craziness going on through the holidays, I kept coming back to one thought: Focus.  It is one of the most important things we can do for ourselves.  Stay focused on the task at hand, the people around us, the issues we can affect, and the life we want to lead. As large as those issues may seem, when we break them down to the root form, they become more simplistic. We should always focus on tasks we have in front of us and prioritize their importance.  We should take time for the people around us.  Those people in our families and those in our circle.  We should listen more. It is amazing the things we can hear when we just actively listen to those near us. We should focus on only the things we individually have the power to change.  Going beyond that simply adds to our stress. Handle what you can handle and let the rest go. Then finally, we should focus on the life we want to lead today, not tomorrow. If there is one thing that I do know, tomorrow is not a given. Personally, I wake every morning thankful I have been granted another day to get it right. With that gift, I try daily to work hard and be nice. Some days I fail miserably, and others I hit the mark, but the goal remains. With that, I wish you all a wonderful 2023 and that each of you find happiness in your own way everyday. On another note, is anyone up to help me build a boat? Have the most excellent weekend and stay dry. Go BEARS!…RiseUP! (cue Michael Franti - Work Hard and Be Nice).

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Consent

Yesterday I was pondering the term ‘Consent’. I say term because the particular word describes a concept and the same meaning as a verb and a noun:  Permission for something to happen.  I was thinking about it because on Thursday I arrived at work just like any other day.  Began my morning ritual of organizing my thoughts on the most pressing items to tackle. I wasn’t at work long before I began feeling really poor.  Not in an emotional sense, but a general unwell feeling physically. After about 20 minutes, things weren’t improving, they were degrading, so I decided to inform the team that I was bowing out for the day. I bring this up not to troll for some sort of sympathy, but to lead into my point about consent. I know many of you share my feelings when I say, I hate not being at school. Understanding this, it is the season however for all kinds of viral infections. This year I have experienced a few, which makes me even more frustrated. That feeling doesn’t help. We all catch the cold, flu, or have life happen to us in adversarial ways. I usually have to coach myself out of irritation by giving myself consent. Simply put, I give myself consent to rest, consent to rehabilitate, and consent to revive. This idea of self consent is unusual, but not new. It is about releasing and treating your own needs and limits with respect. It is the embodiment of the idea of actually ‘taking care’ when you hear the salutation of “Take care”.  We have to understand that when we do not give ourselves consent to recover, we are operating as less than. Using a sports analogy, we are ‘playing hurt’ or ‘not at 100%’.  Just remember, 50% of you is still only 50% of you. We can’t give 120% like some sports figures would like us all to think. There is only 100% and when it is cut down, we are left with less than. Simple math. With all that, I consent to being well and I wish the same for all of you. Have the most excellent weekend and stay dry. Go BEARS!…RiseUP! (cue Ant Clemons and Justin Timberlake - Better Days).

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