I came into this profession to educate children. Unfortunately, these past two years I have felt more like a fighter, than a teacher. When I do not have a piece of chalk and an eraser in my hands, I have a pair of boxing gloves on. I have taken punches. I have been knocked down. I do not have the luxury of a real boxer to stay down for the ten count. I always have to get up. There are no TKOs or twelve rounds, just another year and another great group of students to defend. Each time I am knocked down I have to get up, not because my scorecard depends on me, but because my students do.
I find that I stand in the ring against multiple opponents. Over-testing, inBloom, State modules, poor implementation, APPR, ignorance, DDI, and SLOs are a few. I stand in between the barrage of punches coming from all those directions and my students and the future of education. I find that it is a tough battle, but to my comfort I find that because I stand firm on solid ground to begin with, I am tough to knock down. I find strength knowing that there are a great number of people in my corner and the number is growing. I take pride that I step in the ring with green gloves tightened with green laces. As the fight wears on, I throw each punch with the belief that once I do knock an opponent down, it will not get back up. This fight is a win-win situation. No matter the outcome, you are never a loser when you fight the good fight. "Ding-ding"