“This Compulsion”
“When I get this feeling, this compulsion, I always do what it tells me. I can’t explain where it comes from or how I get it, and it doesn’t happen very often. But I obey it.” ~ Calvin O’Keefe, A Wrinkle in Time
Just like Calvin, I have this compulsion. I am compelled.
Compelled to be better. Compelled to do more.
Compelled to teach. Compelled to learn.
Compelled to find a place where I am understood and I understand.
I’m excited to say I’ve been invited and graciously accept the invitation to become part of a blogging community that will post, read, comment on, and share education-minded posts several times a month.
What better name for this group than the Compelled Tribe?
For a while now, I have been aimlessly searching for a “thing,” for my “place,” for my “people.”
For my tribe.
Of course, I already belong to several “tribes” – my oldest friends, my children, my family, and some work friends. Even my 8th grade class feels like a tribe.
However, this tribe is different, and I’m excited. I don’t think there’s ever been a time in my life when I’ve needed a tribe like this.
These are tough and challenging times in education, and I am finishing out Year 20 of teaching. I don’t think I’m alone, or will be misunderstood, when I say that some days I feel like I am at a crossroads.
Luckily, I just happened to cross paths with a tribe that wants to grow. A tribe who will support me, encourage me, and challenge me in areas that are important to me: writing, teaching, and learning.