For most of elementary school (and beyond), I was probably a forgettable student. Not struggling enough to demand attention, not accomplished enough to win it. 

My report cards tell a story- it’s clear that I loved music (but not my cello), that I was drawn to words (reading them, writing them, AND using them to chat in class), and that I cared about being a good citizen. 

I also know that I wanted to be a good student. 

Women are tired of giving passes to poorly behaved grown men. It’s exhausting to deal with, and reflects poorly on the majority of men who are decent and respectful.

Being a teacher is knowing yourself and knowing your students- and trusting yourself to use all that you are to help your kids become all that they are. It’s sacred work. It’s work that Kelli did every single day.