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We didn’t do anything.


She transferred here from a different school. I don’t know why. She was mostly quiet, but it was not difficult to get a smile out of her. She said she wasn’t good in science, but was killing it in chemistry, perhaps the hardest science of all. I’d like to think that in the 3 months I knew her, I reached her and got to know her a little.

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Are you a leader? Do you think of yourself as one? Are you a good one?

Or, do you just talk a good game?

Do you use beautiful words? Do you act on them? Do you stand up for what's right?

Or do you just talk a good game?

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Friday was Veteran’s Day and just as in the years past, my school put on an outstanding ceremony to honor the US armed forces veterans. It is a beautiful celebration to honor the sacrifice our men and women make to show our appreciation and respect to those who put their lives at risk for us. But is it always best for us?

This post will put some people off, perhaps anger others, because what I am about to write might be misunderstood or misconstrued. Some of them might be colleagues, and some might be friends, and I hope that if I do strike a sensitive note with them, they can forgive me for saying what I believe and think is right.

This post is a risk I am willing to accept, because while I am in awe of and appreciate the service of the soldiers, I have to be true to my beliefs and core values, and teach my students to think for themselves. Student education, the proper and authentic education, without omission of all things true but inconvenient, is the number one priority on my “teacher” list. As such, I must tell them about the 3 inconvenient truths: the Brainwashing, the Imperialism, and the Freedom of Mind.

The Brainwashing

Belief determines behavior. This country was founded on noble and progressive beliefs and was once a beacon of light, a shining example of what personal freedom can look like, to the rest of the world. It was imperfect, but beautiful. But now, it is a shadow of itself. Slowly, the confidence in the United States as the bastion of freedom has eroded, and its reputation of being the “most free country in the world” lives on only in rhetoric of its politicians and minds of its citizens, blinded by ideals and unaware of facts.

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"The sky is the limit. You never have the same experience twice" - Frank McCourt

I was a “hot shot” science teacher in 2003, my first year of teaching. I mean: I was young, eager, and driven to be the best educator out there; one to change the world one action and one student at a time.

I really cared about providing the best possible education to the disadvantaged youth of the Chicago’s Dunbar Career Vocational Academy, and though I was as fresh as it gets in my profession, I held a conviction that somehow my lack of experience did not preclude me from being one of the best teachers at my school.

Was I? I don’t know, but I believe that I had an influence on how some of my students viewed the world and life as a whole even back then. My first few years at the tough Chicago south side high school were difficult to say the least, and however infrequently, it was gratifying to find out from students they appreciated me as a teacher or were thankful for opening their eyes to the world they were unaware of before. I worked hard, was adequate, and that was okay then.

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I was a weird child. Once in second grade, I wore underwear to school thinking they were shorts. I remember that red pair of underwear. Rubber band drawn through waist. White numbers figuring prominently. Swag.

As an adult, I am still weird. In an adult sort of a way.

I mean, I don’t wear just underwear to work. And though I do wear a pair of pants every single day, they sometimes have a stain on them.

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