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		<title>Today, I Was a Teacher</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 06 Apr 2011 20:32:31 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Steve J. Moore</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[This morning I was dog tired and running on empty. I decided to “go back to the gym” last night after a spirited afternoon of planning, study, and writing. Since coffee and I are “on a break,” a mug of black tea was the only solace I found amidst a desk covered in papers. My [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Bare-Knuckled Optimism</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 26 Oct 2009 19:39:26 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Steve J. Moore</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[[Note: This is the optimistic sequel to my challenging week in teaching post "I’ll Show YOU the Meaning of a Grawlix!"]

I think Marcus Aurelius said it best, "The universe is change; our life is what our thoughts make it." This meditation shows me the way through more dark alleys of life than almost anything else (maybe my wife's cookies help too). You can't stop the world from changing as a whole, but you can control how you react to whatever changes come your way. This has been my operative philosophy of life for a long time, and it has never steered me wrong. Maybe you're not one to "think positive!" or "put your bright side out!" Some of us do just find getting dressed each morning without our smiles, but how can you really expect to see any kind of shift in what comes your way, if you are working constantly to convince yourself that you are, in fact, doomed to be where you are.]]></description>
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		<title>Yes, And&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 22 Sep 2009 21:46:57 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Steve J. Moore</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[If classroom management is one of the most significant problems that new teachers face, then improv classes should be nestled right next to educational psychology on the curriculum. Teaching is all about being prepared to be unprepared. There's no way you can know what will happen from tomorrow or in the next hour of class; the one constant you can trust in is uncertainty. If teachers can take a page from Poehler's book into their classrooms, then the environment may just start to change from a rigid and scheduled order of events into something much more organic and flexible.]]></description>
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		<title>Pull!</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 17 Sep 2009 01:15:47 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Steve J. Moore</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[If you asked me how long it's been since the beginning of school, I couldn't answer without reaching for a calendar; everything still feels new. I can read the eyes of my fellow teachers when they ask me--grinning--so...how's it going? They want a story, an exciting rubbernecker they can chuckle at first and then offer me advice on how to overcome it with time. They're consoling gestures are at the ready, locked and loaded. I'm not usually one to disappoint, but I've been returning a lot of grins lately.]]></description>
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		<title>I Said I Was Nervous, and I Lied.</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 18 Aug 2009 23:55:10 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Steve J. Moore</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[My first student came in at 7:33am to drop off his Yankees hat, marking his desk. By this point, I'm already half-way through my miniature pot of coffee.  I've seen a few kids I recognize from student teaching, some smiled and yelled, some walked by staring at the ceiling. A few building vets have walked by my door and smiled; I just want the students to come in already. For some strange reason, "Hide Your Love Away" by the Fab Four is on a loop in my head (mostly the parts about standing head in hands with my face turned to the wall). Am I nervous you ask? I think so, but I'm not sure.]]></description>
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		<title>Chronicle of a New Teacher</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 12 Aug 2009 03:07:34 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Steve J. Moore</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The beginnings of things are the most beautiful, the most terrible, and the most fascinating. Babies emerge covered in goo, screaming, and blinded as a room full of people stand and watch. Teaching is not much different. My four year gestation left me soaked in theory, conversational, and blinded with well-meaning naivety about the world I was entering.]]></description>
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