Second Wind

During the year I spent at the District Office my title was, Supervisor of Middle and High Schools. I would often receive calls from parents who were unhappy with decisions made by principals. One day I received a call from a father who was upset that his son was warned of a possible suspension. I… Continue reading Second Wind

Call 911

Emergency Services contacted the school and reported that a number of kindergarten students had called 911 the previous afternoon. The teachers had done a home safety presentation and, apparently, when some of the students arrived home they were curious. We were asked to do a follow-up with the kids and to emphasize that 911 was… Continue reading Call 911

If You Really ……….. Part 1

If You Really ……… Part 1 Early in my career I took an interest in improving my communication skills and in the study of body language. I read a great deal and learned a lot. Here is a strategy I picked up from the book, The Gentle Art of Verbal Self-Defence by S. Elgin. I… Continue reading If You Really ……….. Part 1

Oops on That One

Oops on That One Sonny was a challenge on many fronts. He was in our middle school for grades 7 and 8. He had both academic and behavioural issues on the go. To say that his family was underprivileged would be fair. In high school his behaviour became a bigger issue. He was eventually expelled.… Continue reading Oops on That One

An Early Christmas Gift

An Early Christmas Gift For the longest time, I never told anyone this story; well, except for two people. I think enough time has passed that I can share it now. During my time as a principal there was a government grant program that hired people who were on Social Assistance (a provincial program) and… Continue reading An Early Christmas Gift

Cheaper by the Dozen

Cheaper By the Dozen During the year I spent at the District Office I had the good fortune of driving by a newly opened bagel store each day. I knew the owner, he was actually the principal of one of the nearby high schools. I would often stop in on my way home to pick… Continue reading Cheaper by the Dozen

To Heal the Lame

To Heal the Lame It was the end of the school day. I was on the east side of the building watching the students head to the buses. Within the herd I noticed two students running in the opposite direction and around the back of the building. I was curious. When I reached the corner… Continue reading To Heal the Lame