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I do this every time. I wake up three hours before school, but somehow spend the last fifteen minutes scrambling like a madman. Most days I am rushing to get dressed or make some semblance of a healthy lunch. But on this day I was already dressed and my lunch was all set.

But where were my car keys!!!

I am such an idiot! I don't think a day goes by in which I don't misplace something.

5 minutes before I need to walk out the door.

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I think if I had heard that word one more time I would have lost it!

President Trump closed his inauguration speech with a barrage of agains like I have never heard before.

Do I think that there are many things about this country that could improve?

Of course!

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Upstairs, with the door closed, a set of markers and a pad of paper. That is where my eleven-year old daughter goes to find privacy. Privacy from her five-year old brother who can adore and infuriate her, all within a span of thirty seconds. Her privacy is always short-lived though, because he will search the entire house until he finds her.

You see, she is his hero and she doesn’t even know it.

He watches her every move. He imitates her. Sometimes for better and sometimes for worse. She is the one that comes to his rescue when Mommy and Daddy need a break. She is his “sidekick” when he goes to fight the “bad guys”. Or, maybe he is hers. I haven’t quite figured that one out yet. Either way, they are a formidable duo when properly motivated.

But sometimes, when she loses her temper. When she gets angry at him. When she is human. I tell her to remember that “she is his mirror”. Whatever he sees in her will be reflected back to him, and he will do the same. He looks up to her whether she likes it or not. It is a lot for an eleven year old to fully digest, but I think she gets it.

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We were tired, sweaty, hot and hungry. But on vacation at a nice resort, so these weren’t really problems.  Furthermore, one of the problems would soon be remedied because we were taking a trolley (long golf cart) to a restaurant.

Just as we were about to take off, some guy just walked right in front of us! Didn’t he see us? Oh, I see. This was his world and we were all supposed to wait for him. I think he may have even been smoking a cigarette! He was obviously in a hurry and he quickly hopped on the back of the trolley. Great!

Once we got moving I didn’t think another thing of it. I was comfortable and we were on our way to get some dinner. The ride didn’t take more than five minutes. Once we arrived the guy jumped off and bolted to wherever he was going.

We gathered our things and began walking up the small slope. As I turned the corner I noticed that we would have to walk up a small flight of concrete steps. I also noticed something else.

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While I realize that the football's regular season is coming to an end, I can’t help but think that we in education are continuing to imitate a technique often seen in this national pastime. It is one that annoys me every time I see it and yet I am beginning to think that I am sometimes guilty of it myself.

It didn’t hit me until last weekend when I overheard my wife reprimanding our daughter. I was in the other room, but I could not believe my ears. My daughter knew better than to do what she had just done. Her attitude and actions were wrong. I was a second away from storming into the room and reiterating what my wife had just said when it hit me.

One scolding at that moment in time was probably enough. That didn’t mean that she wouldn’t need another strict reminder later on in the day. But at that very moment my daughter did not need to hear it from me that she had messed up. She knew it.

And yet I think, how often do we do this to our students? Many of our students are broken and bent before they even walk through our door each morning. We know who they are. They are already down.

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