Your 1st Classroom

Origin Story

Teaching started long before my first contract.

My dad’s classroom.
Lining up stuffed animals for my sister’s class.
Reading with my brother on the couch.

I didn’t get here by accident.
Something kept pulling me toward this work.

Even today,

• after all the stress,

• all the noise,

• all the reasons to leave,

there’s still a thread that’s true.

Not everything from the origin survives.
But something usually does.

How do you finish these?

1. Here’s how I got started in teaching…

2. Here’s what’s still true for me now …

See you in class,

J