Float

FLOAT – B. Capes-Flanders

The water is deep and your feet are far from the ocean floor.  

The ocean is angry.  

Here you are, treading water.

Out in this storm.

The waves keep coming, coming and coming.  

Some are small;

easy to bounce through.  

Others are large and cover your head and for a moment, you struggle to breathe.

You keep treading water.  

You are so strong.

You just keep going.  

However,

I can see it.  

I know it. 

I feel it.  

You 

are 

tired.  

YOU NEED TO REST.

I wish I could toss you a life preserver or tell you that the rescue boat is moments away.  

YOU NEED TO REST.

The reality is that the life preserver isn’t here, yet.

YOU NEED TO REST.

The rescue boat is a distance away.  

It is still so tiny on the horizon.  

YOU NEED TO REST.

There is more water to tread, so please;

please…

Take time to…      F              O                T. 

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Lay back, look up, and let yourself…      f                      t. 

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For a minute, an hour, a night, a weekend.  Even the strongest among us NEED to take a moment to just…

                                                                                                                                                                                                            float. 

Show your Appreciation: Because it’s Right Guest Blogger, Peter Rattien

Throughout the course of a school year, staff members do such amazing work. I’ve seen staff members pull a student aside during their lunch hour to build up self-esteem. Others have sat with new colleagues well after dismissal to share knowledge and lesson plans. And I have seen a staff member dig out and create a sand pit with students who wanted just this for recess. Now, these actions may not surprise you. If you work in a school, you likely witness such acts on a regular basis. The question is, what do we do when we see such amazing contributions to our school community?

It’s our job, as leaders, to show true appreciation for these efforts. While these staff members don’t do it for the recognition, don’t we all crave the human acknowledgment of what we do (especially when it’s so genuine)?  Think about how you feel when your supervisor/boss acknowledges the work you have done.

Ok, ok. By now, you may be saying, I acknowledge staff members when I see them doing something positive for our school community. If so, you’re clearly a “Heart-y” and caring leader. There’s no doubt. So, I share with you that I would have been saying the same thing a little while back. But now, after connecting with other amazing leaders in person, via twitter, and through books, I’ve added to my repertoire.

Consider one teacher who has single handedly spearheaded a family fun learning evening event for over 300 people. For months, she spends many hours after school, preparing for this event. From soliciting teachers, to running planning meetings, to ordering supplies, she makes sure the event runs without a hitch. Regardless of the final product, which is an amazing event where students and families come play a variety of games that are academically embedded, this staff member spends many hours away from her family to prepare and make this happen. A pat on the back or even the most sincere thank you just wasn’t enough. Then, I read the book, Creating Magic: 10 Common Sense Leadership Strategies from a Life at Disney, by Lee Cockerell. I was inspired by some of the ideas in the book and used a modified one for this staff member. I wrote a letter to the family of this staff member, including a gift card to a local ice cream shop where she lived and sent it with an actual stamp through the mail! Here’s the letter: see attached

These types of gestures can help build a positive culture and climate for a school. You roll a snack cart around the building to each staff member, give out a free period slip, or write a letter like this to a family. There are many other ideas in the book I noted, as there are in many other books. So, have fun it with. When staff members are appreciated for their efforts, it can help them further enjoy coming to work. Just imagine if your staff is just a little bit happier, what might happen to the students? Most importantly, it’s just the right thing to do. Isn’t it?

Peter Rattien, Principal of Indian Fields

FOBFO

Many of you have heard about the popular term FOMO, which stands for the Fear of Missing Out.  Our kids are certainly plagued with this very idea day in and day out, especially with the influx of daily updates on social media.  As adults, we certainly feel FOMO in our own lives. However, each time I hear FOMO, I think to myself, “There is something else that I fear more.”  

Thus, I would like to introduce the term FOBFO!  For so many educators, this fear is pervasive and can destroy your self-esteem, confidence, and the important impact we all have in the lives of kids.  So, what does FOBFO stand for? The Fear of Being Found Out!  

We have all been in the place of giving wonderful advice, “No one is perfect!”  “We are all in the process of learning and growing.” “Fail Forward!” However, how many of you are found paralyzed and afraid that someday, someone will find out that you don’t have it all together?  They’ll find out that you struggle to balance work and home. They’ll find out that you do not have the expertise in every content area. They’ll find out…(You fill in the blank!)  

I recently talked about the term FOBFO with a group of moms.  They said, “Oh my goodness, YES!!” I told them, as a Principal, I often worry that people will find out that I struggle with my own kids, even though they entrust me with theirs. I struggle getting my son to balance life and gaming.  This past year, I was so overwhelmed that I almost forgot my daughter’s birthday! (I said almost!) One mom shared that she was embarrassed to share that she and her son did not cry while dropping him off at college for the first time.    The other moms said, “No! Don’t be ashamed. That means you gave him all the skills to be confident and happy in this new venture.” I was so proud to hear how this small group of moms gathered around and lifted each other.  

So, how do we combat FOBFO?  

Step 1:  Own it and #TellYourStory!

Sharing your story of your own “human” side helps to make everyone realize that we are not alone.  Share your truths and know that we are all great at something, not expected to be great at everything.

Step 2:  Take a deep breath!

When you see that so many others are in the same boat, take a deep breath.  Realize that we are all doing our very best and that, in and of itself, is AWESOME!

Step 3:  Keep a “Happiness Folder” and Peek In!

There is no doubt that if you work with kids, you have had moments where they have provided wonderful little gems of happiness.  Whether it is a morning hug, a little card, a high five in the hallway, or an email thanking you for making a difference, there is always something that reminds you of our “WHY” for this incredible work.  SAVE these moments in a “Happiness Folder” and tuck it away. When you are in the struggles of FOBFO, take a moment to open that folder and smile. You deserve it!

Step 4:  Reach out!

We all have our personal and professional lifesavers.  For me, it’s my awesome husband and some of my colleagues like Jodi!  I also have my Twitter inspirations like Todd Nesloney or Adam Dovico – who have more energy than the energizer bunny and they thrive on celebrating EVERYONE!  Find those people. Share. LISTEN to their positivity.  

(Jodi and I are always here, too, and we would LOVE to connect! Reach out to us!)

Step 5:  Keep going and keep sharing the UNIQUE YOU with the world!

Don’t stop and don’t give up!  Keep sharing who you are with the world.  You may need a change of scenery or a new opportunity to re-energize your passion.  But, do not change who you are. This world needs you! We need you! And, that is worth finding out!

Share your own experiences with #FOBFO

Heart-y leaders aren’t always strong…

I have been crafting this blog post in my mind for several months and each time I have stopped.  Is it appropriate? Should I be talking about this? Should I even bring to light this hidden part of my life?  It is actually the reason I have been silent for a little bit. It was hard to think about posting something thoughtful or reflective when I had this other “thing” that was consuming my life.  However, I believe strongly in the power of messages.  I am struggling right now and the messages I keep seeing are both Todd Nesloney’s hashtag and movement, #TellYourStory, and, just recently seeing Brene Brown’s quote, “Owning our story and loving ourselves through the process is the greatest thing we will ever do.”  While part of my life is starting to gear up for the stress and anxiety of a new school year, my other part is trying to figure out how to process what is about to happen.  Heart-y leaders take risks and heart-y leaders can be vulnerable by sharing and owning their stories. So, here goes…

Tomorrow can’t come soon enough.  I am not ready for tomorrow. These are the conflicting feelings coursing through my mind, body, and soul as I write this post.  The past 4 ½ years have been waiting for this moment. 4 ½ years of struggle, tears, embarrassment, judgment, hatred, pain, anger, forgiveness, and every emotion in between.  4 ½ years ago I watched my father leave a courtroom in handcuffs. And, tomorrow, he gets to come home for a furlough day…for the first time in 4 ½ years.  

So much has happened in the last 4 ½ years…we (my mother and I + my two children) faced ugliness from the outside, ugliness from those close to us, and perhaps the hardest to handle was the ugliness from ourselves struggling to make sense of a horrible mistake by someone we loved.  My kids have grown without Grandpa there to cheer them on. My own marriage fell apart (in part due to this) and I struggled to even believe or love myself. I helped my mother pack up and sell my childhood home for her to come and live with me in my rented townhouse basement. We spent almost every single weekend in the “prison system” to visit my dad because you don’t turn your back on family.  We prayed, we wept. There were good things, too. I found a wonderful man, who never once judged me and accepted my broken family and hidden secret, and loved me even more. My son learned how to ride a bike. My daughter performed numerous shows as the lead actress. My mother kept on teaching. I got re-married. All without my dad there.  

Now, here I sit.  Tomorrow can’t come soon enough.  I am not ready for tomorrow. My dad will be coming home for a few hours (under strict regulations).  But, this isn’t the home he left. We do not have his bed. We do not even have his clothes. Everything had to go…it was all lost.  There are none of the things he spent years collecting and hanging on the walls to make his “home”. This is my home, the one we have created over the past 4 ½ years.  But, it’s also the one we struggled to create out of tragedy and the one that he cannot even picture in his mind. There is not enough time to make it perfect. Yes, we bought him a new chair (doesn’t every dad have a “chair”?) so he can finally put his feet up.  Yes, we have bought all the food for his favorite home-cooked meals. Something he hasn’t had for 4 ½ years. Yes, we have signs from the kids welcoming “Gramps” home. Yes, my son even has an activity itinerary that includes mostly Gramps watching him create Minecraft.  

Tomorrow can’t come soon enough.  4 ½ years ago, I started planning for May 6th, 2020…his official release date.  I have dreamt about the day that my dad could see the life we created. The day that he would see that my mom and I survived.  The day that he would realize that he raised an incredibly tough and strong girl. The day that he would be able to be part of our family again.  The day he could be “normal” again and have a small sense of human dignity. The day he could come back and be both Dad and Grandpa again. The day he would finally come home.  His first furlough day is tomorrow. I am not ready for tomorrow. I am scared and I do not want him to be disappointed. He has had 4 ½ years of disappointment. I don’t want to let him down.  I want everything to be perfect. Good people make bad decisions and no matter what, he is my dad.  

There is another reality that is in the back of my mind.  Am I going to be able to handle it? 4 ½ years ago, I was an emotional wreck.  Life as I knew it, was turned upside down for myself and everyone around me. But, I learned how to stuff it down, to hide this part of my life, and to move on like everything was fine.  Yet, now, on the eve of this monumental day, all of it comes flooding back. My strength is missing and I am scared. We have carved out a new “normal” and new life. How will he fit in?  Here I am, once again, an emotional wreck.

As I worry about all of the details and struggle through this emotionally challenging day, there are a few things that I hope my story will serve as a reminder of:

  1. There is no going back, only forward.  Tomorrow is the start of yet another new “normal”. 
  2. Perfect doesn’t exist.  Perfect is enjoying the imperfections and remembering that people, not things, are what should be loved.
  3. It’s the little things.  Out of all this preparation, we kept asking my dad what he wanted to make this day special.  His answer: I just want to be able to take a shower in a clean bathroom by myself.
  4. Forgiveness is hard, but also beautiful.
  5. You are strong enough to handle anything…even when you are weak.
  6. Sharing your story helps to build strength.
  7. There is always a little joy, even in the darkest of times. 

There are so many, many, many mini-stories that this experience has given me.  So many moments that I have wanted to share as part of my double life – loving someone on the inside while living on the outside.  And, all of these stories, all of these moments, have made me a stronger and more “heart-y” leader. To my fellow leaders, lead with your heart by telling your story and listening to the stories of others without judgment.   You just never know what someone may be going through.  

Now…t’s time for me to go and finish our preparations for the big day.  Tomorrow can’t come soon enough!

Lead with Your Heart, and Let That Heart be Kind

GUEST BLOG POST BY…Blair Eiseman @BlairEiseman

When I hear the phrase, “Lead with your heart,” my first thought is always, “Is there any other way?” But then I quickly remember that we all operate differently. We have varying degrees of heart and different personalities and circumstances. We have different abilities to give, care and love, and that can stem from a whole list of reasons: experiences, upbringing, environment, background…

So, what do you do when your colleagues or teammates have a different level of heart? Simple…show yours.  

  • Try to get to know your colleagues. We all have a story, and when we know even a piece or a chapter, we can better understand each other’s reasoning, thoughts and actions.  
  • Take the high road. Be the bigger person.
  • Never assume, but if you do, assume people’s intentions are pure.
  • Admit fault. Show that you are human.
  • Don’t take things personal. (This is a hard one!)
  • Find the best in people. Do not focus on the negative. There is something wonderful to be found in everyone.
  • Communicate – to avoid misunderstandings, to make people feel valued, to give needed information, to just check in on someone.
  • LISTEN. Really listen. Not to respond, but to understand.
  • No kind gesture is too small – do one, daily. I bet the kindness will spread.
  • Make time for others. Yes, all of our plates are overflowing and cracking under pressure, but if someone needs you, be what they need. We would want the same.
  • Admit your insecurities and then leave them at home. They make things messy. Remember: others have them, too.
  • If you are going to believe in something or someone, believe ALL the way.  
  • Lift people up, even if they haven’t had a kind heart towards you. I used to tell my students that they didn’t have to be friends or even like each other, but they did have to show respect at all times. You do not have to like someone to be kind. The same goes for us adults.

Regardless of your position in education, you are part of a team, a bigger picture. Nothing you are doing, none of your work, is about you. We are not competing with one another to see who is the better teacher or leader. Rather, we are on the same side of the field.

When you’re running for the end zone, I’m cheering you on. If you fall, I’ll help you up. If you’re tired, tag me in. Towel, water…whatever you need, I’m here for it. That’s what teammates do. So, yes, lead with your heart, and let that heart be kind. Relationships matter, always, and a kind heart is always full.

This is HARD WORK…

This is hard work, people!! As I come close to end of my 7th year as a Principal, I can’t help but say, this is hard flipping work!  Even now, with 7 years of experience as a Principal (not including AP/Central Office leadership), it doesn’t get any easier. Plain and simple, this is HARD!

The rise in social media and capturing the “highlight reels of life” can leave one feeling super depressed. I equate this to being a mom. I scan through post after post of amazing parents doing amazing things with their kids. Meanwhile, I’m not sure if mine ate last night because I was at school making sure the sports parents didn’t play bumper cars or hit any kids during late dismissal, I made sure to call back a few unhappy parents, and then I rushed to a board meeting that went on forever. I came home to two sleeping kids, a grumpy mother who I swear is judging me as a terrible mother (yes, my mom lives with me…more about that in another post), and a husband who…well, he didn’t ask for any of this and he spends what is left of the night re-writing the stories of the motherhood failures I’ve concocted in my head. (He is literally a saint and the center of another blog post coming soon!). Unlike Instagram, I did not make unicorn cupcakes and sing sweet songs until my children fell asleep, while making sure every last detail for the next day of school was settled. However, I still manage to post my own “highlight reel” of the good stuff happening…well, when it happens…well, if it happens! Yet, this is just a snapshot of what I want you to see.

Nonetheless, I still fall victim to believing that I’m the only one who fails or has rough days. I still feel like I am the only one who feels like this job is STILL super-duper hard.  Yet, one person doesn’t fail me and never ceases to make me laugh. When I’m looking at all the amazing posts and I’m having a “what the heck am I doing” moment, I can typically swipe to a post by the only “for real” person I know, one of my best friends, Jen. She posts the realities of being a working mom, having a three year old write all over her walls, and an eight year old storming away because it is time for bed and he must get out of his football uniform. My favorites are when she posts her “REAL” comments Instagram.

Posted underneath a beautiful family photo of Jen, her husband, and their two children, outside of a movie theater:  “Slo was excited to see her first movie; and once we got there she was so much more excited to see the bathrooms and run around in the hallway.  #shitshow #wetried”

But, let’s face it…the same happens in our professional world. We post the good, the amazing, and the epic. It’s never the good, the bad, and the ugly.Nobody posts the bad stuff, right? For us, as school leaders, we simply cannot even begin to share the “not so pretty days” because of confidentiality, etc… However, the reality is that WE ALL HAVE BAD DAYS! There are times when you want to drive away and never return. There are times when you are just waiting for the Superintendent to call and let you have it for something you never even saw coming. There are times when you work on a project that is designed to give kids a great opportunity and a student says, “I hate this!” There are times when you wonder if your staff hates you. The list can literally keep going and going and going.

So, why do we all pretend? Why do we say everything is amazing, when you may be moments away from tears? Why do we not reach out to each other more and say, “Today was hard!”  Another great colleague of mine and co-author of this blog (love you, Jodi!) makes me laugh when she shares a text that ends with #iquitagaintoday. Again, I am not sure we embrace each other enough because we, as the leaders, must keep a positive outlook and sense of strength.  

I am not saying that I do not like my work.  For me, I know that I have truly found my calling. Being in a school and working on behalf of children to give them a voice is the most amazing job in the world…regardless of your title!! I have truly found my purpose and while in one moment it can be hard, the next could be welcomed by a hug, a thank you, a smile. That’s all it takes. My heart is instantly filled. For every negative moment, there are multiple positives right around the corner. However, in the words of Dave Burgess responding to his least favorite six words on planet earth (Don’t ever say these six words to Dave: It’s easy for you, you’re creative!), “If it were easy, everyone would do it!” It isn’t EASY worrying about 20, 200, 1100, or 2700 kids every day and night. It isn’t EASY when a student is considering ending his/her life because they don’t feel like they belong. It isn’t EASY when you see a student with bruises that were caused by someone who is supposed to unconditionally love them. It isn’t EASY when a former student who moved to a neighboring town contacts you to say he hasn’t attended school for over a month and that he misses you and your school terribly.  It isn’t EASY when you do not recommend someone for another year’s contract even though you know it’s the only choice. It isn’t EASY when a staff member comes into your office to share with you that they may have cancer and will need to have emergency surgery. It isn’t EASY giving feedback to a staff member who does not buy-in to your leadership style…yet. It isn’t EASY when a student emails you at 12:00am letting you know that she got jumped in a fight and wants you to come to her house to talk, because you are the only one she trusts. It isn’t EASY when colleagues criticize a project your are starting because they aren’t a PIRATE and she thinks it is just a gimmick. It isn’t EASY. None of it is.

My point is this: let’s be there for each other. Do not stop posting wonderful moments.  They are the inspiration some of us need. However, let’s remember that with every amazing post by our friends/colleagues there are many, many tough days and moments that have allowed them to celebrate this special time. And… do not ever forget that this is HARD work, but it is also “HEART” work!

Legends…

Recently, the administrators in our district gathered to celebrate the retirement/moving on of a colleague…a legend.  As I stood with my current colleagues, one by one, the room filled with former leaders, visionaries, and just all around amazing people.  Laughter, joy, old stories, and hugs were passed around. At some point, they gathered to take a picture of the “original team”. I stood back and thought to myself, “I am in the presence of the legends who came before me.”

I can recall so many wonderful stories and lessons learned from these incredible leaders.  While I was a teacher, I only saw one side. However, on this evening, I was able to listen to what these legends faced.  The struggles and successes. The failed attempts and victories won. Through it all, they created the district that I am so lucky to serve today. Think of your own legends. Recall what they taught you about education, life, and leadership.

This group of educators are the leaders I try so very hard to emulate.  They are the people I tell stories about, both good and bad. In the case of my former Principal, Gary Abbamont, he raised me as a brand new teacher.  He hired me. He believed in me. He mentored me. As a principal now, I share the stories of how Gary did things. I also share what life was like as a teacher and administrator under the guidance and vision of two amazing Assistant Superintendents, Joanne Kerekes & Willa Spicer.  I tell their stories. I tell my story of what teaching was like under their wing. My colleagues and I recall quotes and phrases that both inspire us and make us laugh at how that could have even been possible. While I watched this group engage and reminisce, I could not help but think that I will never be as good, as strong, as organized, or as kind.  After all, these are truly legends.

As you struggle with your work, I offer you this…

Stand on the shoulders of those who came before you…the Legends.

Truth be told, there is a little piece of each of them in who I am today.  When faced with a challenge or difficult moment, I try to bring the passion and creativity of Willa, the work ethic and magnetism of Joanne, the professionalism of Gary A., the unwavering knowledge of Gary M., the “rule following” of Rick, the innovation of Glenn, the heart of Pat, and the kindness of Joe. These are MY legends and I am blessed to be able to stand on their shoulders.

Who are your legends?

…but I know I’m who I am today, because I knew you…

-Wicked The Musical

Reach…, Different…, & Stand Up…

This time last week, I was recovering from chaperoning a 4-day trip with 70 Middle School students to perform on a national stage at the Music For All National Concert Band Festival.  This was a complete honor for our students, our school, our district, and our state! We are the first Middle School band to ever be selected to perform at this prestigious event. Now, if you are an educator, you probably did not read the last two sentences.  Why? Because you were probably stuck on the words, “4-day trip with 70 Middle School students”!! 70 teenagers in Indianapolis for 4 nights, 2 of which were spent on the 12 hour bus ride to and from New Jersey. It is true…and I survived!

While I joke, the reality is that I returned a very different principal.  Spending time with your students outside of the typical hustle and bustle changes you.  Whether it is at a game, an event, a showcase, a service project, a field trip, or something as epic as an overnight trip, there is nothing more special than the unstructured time with kids.  You see them differently and perhaps more importantly, they see you differently.

After sleeping the first night on a bus, we arrived in Indianapolis at 7:30am, quickly changed into our festival attire, (business dress for all the whole weekend – no jeans, no leggings, no hoodies, no sneakers, and wait for it…no phones!) and rushed into a big ballroom for the Opening Ceremonies.  This is a tradition to set the stage for the weekend and to get the students motivated for this honor. We sat with kids from Texas, Hawaii, and Virginia – all eager to be present and eager to play music. The keynote speaker was Dr. Tim Lautzenheiser. Dr. Tim is a well-known name in the music education world as a teacher, clinician, author, composer, consultant, and adjudicator.  Ironically, this was not my first time hearing Dr. Tim speak. When I was in High School, I had attended a leadership camp with Dr. Tim and was quickly inspired by his calls to action. Naturally, I was eager for my students to hear from the same inspirational speaker. But, knowing how tired (and ripe) everyone was, I was really hoping they did not fall asleep.

Dr. Tim’s message did not disappoint. Without giving away the magic of how he got the kids to engage and ‘feel’ his words, the takeaway message was simple…  


You’re in rare air, don’t let this go to waste.
Reach a little higher.
Try something different.
Stand up for what you appreciate.

I was struck with the simplicity and wondered what this would mean to my students. Here we were rushing around, stressed to perform on a national stage, upset about not having a shower for over 24 hours, and not able to check into our rooms until after 10pm that night.  None of that mattered. Following Dr. Tim’s message, I saw our kids in a different light… I watched them reach a little higher, try something different, and stand up for what they appreciated.

Reach a little higher.  This event was no doubt a REACH for our kids.  We entered as the underdogs with dented and taped up instruments, hand me down equipment, and a case that must have been from my grandmother.  Not to mention that I, along with all the other chaperones, spent time helping the girls with their hair, fixing the boy’s shirt collars, and tying ties.  Our students listened to several other schools with stress and anxiety. However, as the underdogs took the stage, knocking over cymbals and a music stand upon entry, (not a good thing to do in ‘rare air’) I saw them reach like they never had before.  They played with raw energy and enthusiasm that brought the house to a standing ovation after each and every piece they performed. Such little bodies, reaching just a little bit higher.

It left me thinking, how can I reach a little higher for my kids, my school, my staff?

Try something different.  Part of this festival includes learning from “masters” on specific instruments.  Our students were divided into instrument groups and shuttled around the massive conference center to learn from experts. They brought their instruments to play along.  As they left, the teacher shouted after them saying, “Remember, don’t be afraid to try something different! Be open to anything!” From the teacher, who was filled with anxiety and stress himself, I would think that the last thing he would want is for his kids to learn something different, especially because this happened prior to the big performance mentioned above.   However, he knew that this was ‘rare air’ – an opportunity unlike any other that these kids would have experienced. Following the classes, the kids came back so excited that they were almost shouting up the escalators to me…”Ms. Capes!! You will never believe what we learned! It was amazing and we got to try it right away!”

How many times do I stick with what I know and never open myself up to something different?  

Stand up for what you appreciate.  In Dr. Tim’s opening remarks to the kids, he took time to talk about appreciation…true appreciation.  His example was related to applause from an audience. He spoke about how the applause from our audience was basic and lackluster, a generic ‘nice job!’.  However, he listed the hard work, tough days, difficult paths, and focus that occurs when preparing to perform or showcase anything. It doesn’t simply happen by chance.  Dr. Tim then had the students reflect on the audience’s reaction to that hard work with the response of true appreciation, not just the obligatory applause. The result was a respectful, yet exhilarating standing ovation.  He said, “Stop giving half effort back. If you appreciate something, stand up for it!” Wow! From that moment, our kids showed such genuine appreciation for every group they saw making the whole experience of being an audience member interactive and responsive.  The pride I had watching them was truly overwhelming. I was in ‘rare air’.

There is so much that I appreciate about the work at my school – by staff, students, PTO, etc…  However, do I ‘stand up’ for it?

Throughout the trip, I continued to think about this message and the questions towards my own practice.  I took time to break out of the Principal mold and to be present with my students – to show them that I can reach a little higher, try something different, and stand up for what I appreciate.  I made time to spend a few personal minutes with every single student. We laughed, chased each other on the stairs vs. escalator, got lost on the streets of Indianapolis, we sang together on the busses, ate breakfast, lunch, and dinner together, and we wished each other a good night’s sleep after taping their doors shut. (Middle School overnight management tip!)  As a leader, it is easy to think you must be the one to stay back in the building to oversee the masses. While so many times this is true, there are no words to describe the bond that occurs when you show your students and their families that you would treat them as your own.

Now, one week out, as I walk the halls of my building and get back in the routine, I have been challenging myself.  How can I reach a little higher, try something different, and stand up for what I appreciate? We are all in ‘rare air’ – our schools are magical and dynamic places. When you see kids push themselves in these three ways, you realize that anything is possible

I came back a changed Principal… I hope you consider the same.

6 Years Later…a relaunch of my first blog post!

So, the post below was originally shared in 2013 after attending the EdScape conference in New Jersey. Now, in 2019, just one day after helping to launch and lead the first EdCampLEAD at TCNJ, I thought it is super appropriate to share. Connecting with educators is the HEART of the work we do. The message is the same and has truly withstood the test of time. Here I am…6 years later…and stronger than before due to my PLN and the support of amazing colleagues like JODI. So, KEEP CONNECTING! #connectXRDS

Promises:  I promise to connect with others.  I promise to take everything one step at a time.  I promise to share my excitement with others.

So, here goes.  This is my first blog post!!  To be honest, I have certainly participated in blog before.  However, this is the first time I have started my own blog.  I am not quite sure if this will stick or if this will “withstand the test of time”, yet I have been so inspired by my recent attendance at #edscape, that I needed to take a few “first steps”.

On Saturday morning at 7:00am, I thought about not attending the Edscape Conference.  I thought about my two awesome children, who I never seem to have enough time with.  I thought about the many observations and reports that would be left undone.  I thought about the boxes throughout my house that are waiting to be unpacked.  There were so many reasons to just not go.  Yet, as I struggle to find my footing in my professional life, I realized that in not going, I would a) let down my colleagues who were probably already on their way, and b) remain in the proverbial silo.  Fifteen minutes after my internal fight began, I decided to get going not knowing what the day would hold.

Needless to say, there are not enough words to describe how glad I am that I made the decision to attend this conference.  Edscape was beyond my expectations and certainly the inspiration I needed.  Keynoter George Couros was amazing!  His words reminded me that being connected is not about being a techie genius…instead, being connected is what we all aspire to be.  After all, we are all human.  

Connect.Engage.Inspire.

The rest of the day unfolded with learning from many great presenters as well as networking with my own colleagues.   As I thought about all that I was missing at home, I realized that this day was the best Professional Development that I have had since I attended a National Convention.  (I still really missed my children!!!)  However, it was not just the great presentations.  Beyond that, it was the connections that I made to incredible educators…twitter being the catalyst.  

I end my first post by saying two final statements…

Thank you:  Thank you to George and Eric Sheninger for creating such an opportunity.  Thank you to my quickly developing PLN.  Thank you to my children for letting mom go!  Thank you to the awesome educators I work with each and every day who inspire me to continue learning.

Promises:  I promise to connect with others.  I promise to take everything one step at a time.  I promise to share my excitement with others.

🙂

So…that’s it.  I did it.  First Blog Post done! 

Let’s Start With the Heart

Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton

Welcome!! Jodi Mahoney and I (Bonnie Capes-Flanders) have been each blogging and sharing content about leadership and education independently.  However, today marks the day we take our journey as a team!  Being in the company of someone who loves their work as much as you do is inspirational and infectious.

We are excited to share our thoughts, our ideas, and our stories.  We hope you enjoy!

-Bonnie

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