Teaching a workshop

I have to blog about this so I remember how fun work was for a few days.  I had the opportunity to do something different.  A colleague (the birth-Kindergarten building principal) who has 11 years experience as an admin here and more years of experience doing many things other places approached me to help teach a workshop that she had proposed to the assistant superintendent.  We called it..."Hitting the Ground running...life as a new administrator." 

We were reaching out for teachers in the district who are interested in becoming administrators or who are currently enrolled in an administrative program in a university.  There was a group from our district that had a cohort over the last two years and they just finished up, so we ended up getting about 7 or 8 of them. 

We actually didn't think the class would run because there were other workshops, such as technology with ipads running, but we ended up with 13 teachers, more than the limit we asked for (10).  As we were planning the workshop, I felt a little inferior to Barb because she has so much experience (I am only an assistant prin. for 6 years), but I we were using a lot of the ideas I was proposing.  I love how it wasn't my ideas or her ideas, it was our ideas.  Our current leader is all about ideas being created and using them as his.  This was not like that at all...what a nice change.  Plus it wasn't all about data and nclb or rti/srbi.  It was more about people skills and they asked a lot of good questions of how to deal with real life scenarios. 

I could go on and on with the details, but as we were teaching, I felt rejuvenated with my job, my goals and my choices in my career.  Of course, I have to return to my building with all of the things going on there, which I do not look forward to, but at least there is hope of other things.  Plus the people who took the class really seemed to like it.  Maybe Barb and I can teach it again or maybe it will open a door somewhere else for me to do something else.  Never say no to an opportunity, which is how I ended up where I am now.  There must be good times ahead.....as my Dad always said, when you are at the end of your rope, tie a knot and hang on.

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