It’s almost September. It’s almost back to school.
For most of my adult life September left me longing to be back in the classroom. There has always been another course, another program, another direction that I’ve wanted to pursue. It wasn’t until I stood at the front of the classroom as an instructor that my September longings disappeared. I was already there. This is where I was meant to be.
Back to those childhood back-to-school emotions. As your child heads out the door with a new back pack, a fistful of markers, and a tablet (my, how times have changed) I hope they also take these guidelines along with them:
First impressions are important.
If you don’t understand, ask. You’re not the only one.
Clothes are only the outside of a…
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