As I write this the first quarter is closing, teachers are completing
grades, the flu seems to be abating a bit, and the holidays are right
around the corner.
My favorite holiday is Thanksgiving because there is something touching
about the utterly simple idea of gathering for a shared meal with family
and friends for the single purpose of being thankful. Of course,
somewhere between the stuffing and the apple pie, there can be some
stress derived from the event. I well remember the one year that my
personal stress level was so high I forgot to turn the oven on, and our
turkey wasn’t served until quite late that night! The funny thing is now
that moment is part of our family folklore and it always makes us laugh—even
though at the time it was not the least bit humorous!
That speaks to me of how often the rough spots become polished over time
and actually become shared family memories that are treasured moments.
So it is with raising children. Often as I was raising my own four
children, I was running on empty. The daily schedules, the constant push
and pull of kids and dogs and cats and turtles and hamsters, the special
events, sports, dramas, concerts—the homework!—put such demands on our
family time. Now I look back on all that business and I am amazed that
it is absent from my life, but I am even more amazed that I miss it.
Speaking from the other side of parenting, I want to remind young
parents everywhere that these days of childhood are fleeting and before
you know it, even though you can’t imagine it now, these little people
will be grown and be gone. Perhaps that is why I am so fond of
Thanksgiving. They return, and for an afternoon we feast, laugh and are
simply thankful for each other and the memories of their childhoods.
From all of us to all of you, Happy Thanksgiving, and don’t forget to
turn the oven on!
Rachel's
story inspires school community; challenges us all
October 8, 2009
We just came off of a very moving day called Rachel’s Challenge which is
a movement to turn the tragedy of Columbine to a source of strength and
kindness by focusing on the character of the first victim. Rachel Scott,
aged 17, was killed on that horrid April day. So many times we teach our
children that school is about preparation for life, but this young woman
showed us all that growing up is not preparation for life, but it is
life. She had spent her too few years making a difference in other
people’s lives because she lived according to what she presciently
identified one month before her death as her code of ethics. This code
was based on this statement contained in a school essay: “I have this
theory that if one person can go out of their way to show compassion
then it will start a chain reaction of the same. People will never know
how far a little kindness can go.”
After the tragedy of Columbine her family and friends decided that the
best way to honor her memory was to share this message of compassion.
They have been to hundreds of schools across the world to issue Rachel’s
Challenge: to treat the people around you with respect and gentleness,
to reach out to the lonely or the disenfranchised, to make the world a
better place because of your attention to the needs of others. So
yesterday, the Challenge team came to Voorheesville with a presentation
for grades 6-12 (done in two different assemblies). At each assembly,
the students were riveted. There were stark and vivid images of one of
the most disturbing events of our time. Of course, for them, Columbine
is ancient history, but the essence of the message of reaching out and
being kind is something that touches them deeply—they live with it every
day as they sort out who they are and where they fit in—they know when
it is missing. The adults, for whom Columbine is still raw and
painful--in recollection only yesterday not ten years past, the
assemblies were moving in a different way. After the assemblies there
were break out sessions facilitated by volunteer teachers and
administrators who helped the students process the message. I overheard
one child coming back to her classroom say she felt inspired. A peer
asked her what she was inspired about and the child said: “we can do
this, we can be kind, and we can help.” I was also inspired because I
heard this little kid process that message and grasp the impact of
“paying it forward.” Thus, Rachel’s Challenge has already impacted our
community.
This is only the beginning. We will be focusing on these elements of
character and courage throughout the year. Thanks to Mr. Pat Corrigan,
who organized the day, and thanks to the many volunteers who helped, but
especially thanks to Rachel Scott’s family who chose to memorialize
their child in a way that has turned the anguish and bitterness of a
truly tragic day into a declaration that we can make a difference—just
as their little girl intended.
Welcome!
August 27, 2009
This note will be the first of many communications
from this office and I am delighted to be writing it as Superintendent
of Voorheesville Central Schools.
It has been an amazing summer which is rapidly
drawing to a close. You know when the student athletes come back for
practice that summer days are numbered. Over the course of this summer
we have hired two new administrators. Tom Reardon, our new elementary
principal, comes to us from Bethlehem and Brian Whitley, our brand new
and very first middle school principal, comes to us from Shenendehowa.
Both are enthusiastic and energetic leaders who are eager to contribute
to our mission of continuing to create a school environment that
celebrates the learning process.
One of my personal beliefs is that a primary role of
educators is to awaken curiosity. Watching my two-year-old granddaughter
figure out how to open a locked plastic box was a clear demonstration
that determination to succeed is nurtured by curiosity. Curiosity drives
effort. She shook the box and heard something inside. She tried to pry
it open with her little fingers. She banged it on the floor. She
realized the oversized plastic lock had to be manipulated. She met with
failure over and over, yet she was persistent. Her expressions spoke
volumes about her feelings. She frowned and she furrowed her brow and
she scrunched up her face, then she turned the box a different way and
her expression became serious—you could almost see her thinking “There
has got to be a way.” At one point she shouted “Daddy,” and my son
looked over and said “Look for the key.” She went back to her toy basket
and found the large plastic key and then she had to figure out how to
fit the key in the lock and how to turn it, etc. This went on for about
a half hour before she actually opened the box. I wish I had a video of
her expression when she succeeded. She was jubilant and so satisfied
with the hard work she had exerted to accomplish her task. Inside the
box there was only a little plastic cow, which might have proven a big
disappointment for the amount of effort she put in. However, it was not
what was inside the box that satisfied her, it was the success of her
efforts. Watching my little Olivia developing resilience while
developing skills and also watching my son offer just enough direction
to encourage her without doing it for her, reminded me that learning is
hard work but oh, so satisfying! I believe her little event is a
metaphor for what we hope to achieve with our students. People will
expend effort and achieve results when they are curious about the world
around them. I look forward to meeting and working with the members of
this community throughout the year. Thank you for having me!