I’ve been accused a few times of being a cynic which is understandable if you simply read my words as words without bothering to ask what influenced a Tweet, a Comment, or a Blog Post. However, those who do ask for the back story will likely conclude that I am, in fact, a hopeless romantic who believes in honesty, goodness, grace, and purpose.
Especially when I read stories like this.
“Who’s influenced you the most in your life?”
“My principal, Ms. Lopez.”
“How has she influenced you?”
“When we get in trouble, she doesn’t suspend us. She calls us to her office and explains to us how society was built down around us. And she tells us that each time somebody fails out of school, a new jail cell gets built. And one time she made every student stand up, one at a time, and she told each one of us that we matter.”
I know the power of an educator to be true because it’s been a single teacher who taught me more about myself – I hear her voice and words every day – than anyone before, and likely more than anyone ever will.
It’s not technology that disrupts, it’s people. One at a time…