Today is my Dad's birthday.
He is a retired Assistant Superitendent and a major reason why I am an educator today. My dad was the first person in his family to go to college. He is the only one of his siblings to earn a Master's Degree and beyond. My love of reading, writing, and "getting rid of the Box" I'm supposed to think "outside" of comes from him. He and my mom live in Florida now, so I only get to see them a few times a year. I talk to him on the phone, but I always look forward to the time I spend with him. He "gets" it when I complain about assessments. He "gets" it when I am so excited about a new book I have found. He "gets"it when I am practically jumping out of my chair over the fact that my Smarties can actually formulate a solid thesis statement. My Dad introduced me to Don Graves writing when I was a first year teacher. I was thrown into the LIONS DEN that year! Inner city, 5th grade PEP test for writing, 4 classes of it, and a reading class. I had graduated with a specialized degree to teach middle school MATH or SCIENCE. I was a nervous wreck! After I got my first job and moved, a package arrived in the mail. It was Graves book with an inspiring note of encouragement. I devoured the book in one weekend, and good thing because I would NOT have been prepared. I got so much out of it that first year, I went on to get my Master's Degree in Curriculum Instruction with an emphasis in Reading... just like my Dad. Now an Assistant Super? I can't see that in my future, but you never know.
Happy Birthday Dad!!