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The least skillfully executed part of my life as an education activist takes place while I'm sitting at the school board table. It's the least significant and the least enjoyable. It also provides the most frustration and anger.
I'm not trying to list my bad qualities in a backhanded way of making myself look better; I do not perform well as a leader. I make mistakes, I fail to listen.
Maybe I do feel that because of the extensive time I spend researching education, talking to other educators, using social media as a tool to understand the education issues that affect us all, finding new ideas and new breakthroughs in the classroom...because of all this, I deserve to be listened to, and the things I suggest, acted upon.
Forget it. Never going to happen. Nobody deserves to be listened to. Nor does anyone deserve to have their opinions negated by virtue of the other guy having spent the greater amount of time on Twitter.
Sometimes I feel like I do pretty a pretty good job as a parent education activist and board member; and sometimes....well, sometimes I feel like I have no idea what might be right and what might be wrong for kids. I suspect this might be the point at which activists for education change say, "Oh, fuck it, let's just keep on going with the traditional model, it may suck, but it's been chugging along on its own steam for a long time now, so who am I to try to take the wheels off the cart?"
For some reason, I never quite take that seriously. I never consider stopping. It's not like I don't have anything else to do; I could get more violin students, do a better job marketing my beads and jewelry, and maybe, like, clean my house every once in awhile.
My greatest moments of wanting to pack it in come during the drive home from school board meetings, but I invariably get over it by noon the next day.
Here's my question: where are you? If you are a school-board member and you are passionate about making educational changes, to bring passion into the classroom, to make students be the drivers in their pursuit of their dreams, where are you? I am going to start jumping up and down and waving my arms.
We have seats at the table. What are you doing? How are you coping? What frustrates you, and where do you see little victories?
Email me at firstname.lastname@example.org, or friend me on Facebook. Let's have a Facebook group, let's have a Twitter hashtag. Or maybe just know that we're all out there pushing the boulder up our own hills, moving it up a level at a time, trying to stop it from rolling back down.