Before I begin, I’d just like to thank E really quickly for hooking me up with a new favicon. Granted, it’s just a new version of my old baby, but it reflects the direction I’ve taken this blog. Plus, every newbie needs encouragement in their skills, so props to you, miss.

Second, today, I realized the value of learning how to be a teacher of teachers. I think with a little more time, I’d be able to develop some professional development sessions that are useful for all teachers, and not just a few of my believers. Granted, in my evaluation sheets, I got mostly positive feedback, but I also have to remember that much of that probably comes from my own personality rather than my presentation. As cogent and concise as my presentations were, I know with more planning time and experience, I can get people to believe in the new systems we’re trying to create in the school.

Then again, I’m also of the mindset that our schools need the rev. Big time.

Other than that, I’m really at a loss for words. It’s easy for a New Yorker to reflect on the events of September 11th, and how devastating they were to New York in particular. That’s not my angle though. While people were suffering here, I was in Syracuse University, shocked as hell as my roomate woke me up and gave me the news. I literally popped the crust out of my eye because I was in such disbelief over the two burning and eventually collapsing buildings about a mile or so away from my neighborhood. I looked into the flames and saw the culmination of thousands of people’s suffering and strife, and how for so many of us, it made us empathize with people who have bombs dropped in their homes daily when they have no fault in those matters whatsoever.

In general, with or without 9/11, there’s still this ominous aura, and I can’t quite figure it out. When I do, I’ll write about it right here. In the meantime, peace and love, my people.

jose, who was so proud of his young men and how well they represented themselves at the school assembly …