When we first arrived in Barrow six weeks ago, I did not even realize that all of the roads here were made of gravel. Instead, they looked like sheets of ice, sparkling in the long hours of sunlight. After weeks of the rising temperatures (it got up to around 20 degrees today) the ice roads began to melt, and the rocks beneath peeked their tiny heads out from their winter hibernating. For a week the gravel roads were okay. But after that they have now become a mess of potholes. Some of the worst potholes ever in the entire kingdom of potholes.
This leads to the obvious analogy to teaching. That teaching is like driving on a road filled with potholes. There will be ups and downs, and lots of bumps along the way, but even if it takes longer than usual you will eventually reach your destination. That is as deep as I'm feeling right now..... Until next time may you have more ups than downs and may your roads be as smooth as a sheet of ice!
Trevor
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