I have flaws. I have lots of them.
Jon is currently the assistant principal at Sandy Hill Elementary School in Cambridge, Maryland. This is his sixth year serving as an assistant principal at the elementary level. Prior to becoming an administrator he served as a Math Coach and an elementary school teacher. During his ten years as a classroom teacher he taught first, second, fourth and fifth grades. During his sixth year teaching he earned Nationally Board Certification, which he held for ten years. For seven years he ran a Young Gentleman's Club that was aimed at helping young men reach their full potential.
Jon received a B.A. from Furman University while majoring in Philosophy. He later went on to earn his B.S from Salisbury University while majoring in Elementary Education. Jon was fortunate enough to have the opportunity to student teach in New Zealand. He eventually received his M.A. degree from Salisbury University in Public School Administration.
Jon lives in Cambridge, Maryland with his amazing wife and two awesome children.
Hold up your head! You were not made for failure, you were made for victory. Go forward with joyful confidence.
For the past two years we have held a 21st Century Respect Event. Numerous folks have volunteered their time to teach us about such topics as respecting our environment, respecting our digital footprint and respecting our bodies. This year I was able to join a student in a fun and rigorous workout that reminded me that I have much work to do.
While each of the sessions taught me something, for the past two years, one session in particular has captured my attention like none other. Both years I have finished the evening at the barber station. At this station several lucky young men get to receive a haircut from a local barber. A local barber who has donated their time and energy after having cut hair all day....
At that moment, there was nowhere else on the entire planet that I wanted to be and nothing more important than sitting on that dirty-disgusting bathroom floor.
When she shared that her dad was in the room with us at that very moment I couldn’t believe my ears. Her photo, her story, the moment became so much more powerful than it already was. The fact that she was able to retrieve such an old photograph was amazing. It must have been at least twenty years old. How could she possibly have that so readily at her disposal?
Let me backtrack a little bit to give some context. I got a little bit ahead of myself. To be quite honest, I wanted to pique your interest without giving away too much. But you’ve read this far, so I guess it’s time you know.
Oftentimes, when I present on blogging, I ask participants to email me photographs that are meaningful to them. Then I put the photos up on the screen and have them go into more detail. By the end of the exercise, participants have usually spoken somewhere between four hundred to a thousand words. In other words, enough to generate a blog piece....
Yesterday my son turned six. I have no idea where the time went.
I remember I used to get to pick up my son from daycare. There was nothing like the joy I felt when my little buddy would run into my arms after having waited all day for my return.
Our ride home was a short one. About 5 minutes tops. On the way home my son always asks if Mommy and “Beel” (his sister Bailey) were home. Usually we don’t know until we turned the corner and could see the driveway. Once we pulled up and put the car in park I would unbuckle him from his car seat and let him go. What he did next always tickled me because it was so innocent and because it was something that never occurred to me.
My son would climb out of his car seat and proceed to take a wide turn around the back of the car. Eventually winding up at the front door. I on the other hand. Being the sensible adult. Took the shortest path to the front door. Why wouldn’t I?...