Category Archives: fighting to fill the achivement gap

There’s no wonder why sometimes I’m feelin’ under, Gotta keep my faith alive ’til love is found


Today, I officially accepted my offer from Teach For America.

I shared this success with my students, including the crazy difficult/selective admissions process, to which my students asked, “was that on your bucket list?” This never occurred to me before but, I suppose working in low performing schools in traditionally low income communities has always been my dream, so I said, “yes.” That’s when a tall student with copper colored skin shouted out, “well what’s that say about you–that working with us is on your bucket list?”

…..Well, I suppose it says I give a damn.

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I can honestly say  that I’ve never wondered if my job (and what I do) matters. And, I that’s saying a lot.

Let me tell you the story in the form of a dream

The company I work for prides itself on producing  citizens committed to change, people who are willing to fight for the forgotten at any cost. We work ridiculous hours  in some fairly high stakes environments, most of us because we want to contribute to a cause bigger than ourselves. They call us young heroes.  I, who never considered herself  uniquely special, got to thinking but why me? What makes me a hero?

My theory is: there are nearly seven billion people on this planet. Each one unique, different. What are the chances of that? And why? Is it simply biology, physiology that determines this diversity? A collection of thoughts, memories, experiences that carve out our own special place? Are powers given or developed? Or is it something more than this? Perhaps there’s a master plan that drives the randomness of creation, something unknowable that dwells in the soul, and presents each one of us with a unique set of challenges, that will help us discover who we really are. And I wish I could end this by saying that I figured it out and have a solid understanding of heroes and villains but, I don’t.  All I know is that heroes come from someplace. They are not born; they are created.

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