DIFFERENT. That word. Oh, that word has not been my friend. I've always felt DIFFERENT. DIFFERENT means not the same, to which I translated to mean not fitting in, being wrong, and being alone. I've felt that way, in a big and small ways, my whole life. I'm sure I'm not the only one who's struggled with that word. DIFFERENT. As an educator, we "say" it's important to celebrate our differences, but we often don't show that we value those words. As educators, we look for the right answer and we need students to behave and we want them to be successful. None of those are bad things inherently, except who defines "right" and "good behavior" and "success"? We do. Do we allow, really allow, for DIFFERENT? (This is not about blame. I'm not blaming teachers. I've done these things myself. It's about opening our eyes and asking ourselves if we truly value DIFFERENT.) These ideas have been bouncing a...
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