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New Starts

All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter another.  ~Anatole France
 Wow. A deep quote for the start of a new year. I think that this year more than any it is time to leave behind a part of my teaching self. As a result of this, I have purposely removed previous planning or ideas from my teaching and am starting from scratch as of now.


Change isn't something that you undertake painlessly, but the outcomes will be worth the graft. I am in the process of changing from teacher to middle leader and there are elements of my personality & style that will have to take a back seat - especially when it comes to voicing my opinions (which those of you who know me will realise I have no problem with!).


I think that, for the last few days, I have been trying to fit in what I used to do at my old school, with what I must do at my new school. Big Mistake Number One. 


What I will be doing is shifting my perspective to take what fits from my old school and help to enhance what we have at my new one. That way, I can grow into the role safe in the knowledge that I am not cobbling other people's ideas together in a mish-mashed way.


I'll let you know how I get on.  

Comments

  1. UnknownTuesday, September 07, 2010 12:02:00 am

    Super idea to start afresh. Every job has a different feel, and it's finding the new comfort zone as well as how you can positively influence people as well as building upon your own set of skills.
    Integration is a wonderful process if you are open to change, hpwever it will always come unstuck if you don't take on board that others might not be quite as comfortable with change as you are.
    Relax and enjoy the process.

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