Choosing my own path

There’s a pattern in my life that’s become easier to recognize the older I get: I’ve never really followed the expected route.

Not out of rebellion or a need to be different for the sake of it. I’ve just always felt a steady pull toward what felt right for me — not what was assumed, inherited or mapped out ahead of time. That started early.

In my family, The Ohio State University wasn’t just a college. It was the college. Generations on both sides. Tradition. Pride. The expected next step.

And when it came time to apply for college, I didn’t even entertain it.

Not because I didn’t respect what it meant to my family, but because I already knew I wanted something smaller, more connected and more personal. I wanted a place where relationships mattered and where I could carve out my own identity instead of stepping into one already waiting for me.

That decision led me to my beloved Wilmington College — one of the most important choices I’ve ever made.

Wilmington shaped me in ways that still impact how I move through life and leadership today. It taught me how to think critically, build relationships, lead with authenticity and understand that education is always about people first.

Years later, my connection to the college still remains strong through alumni involvement and continued relationships. Some places don’t just educate you. They become part of your foundation.

Then came another leap that changed everything: Leaving Ohio for Raleigh nearly 20 years ago. No built-in network. No familiar faces. No real safety net. Just a decision rooted in instinct and belief that growth was waiting on the other side of discomfort.I didn’t know a single person when I moved here.

But I knew staying comfortable wasn’t going to stretch me personally or professionally the way I needed. The initial reason for my leap, employment in the Wake County Public School System — a district that has challenged me, sharpened me and given me opportunities to grow as an educator and leader in ways I couldn’t have imagined back in the summer of 2006.

There’s also another layer to all of this that matters deeply to me. Public education and farming both run through my family history. Both represent legacy, hard work and identity. Choosing education over the family farm and an agricultural career wasn’t something I took lightly.

But even then, I knew I needed to build a life that aligned with who I was — not simply continue a script because it already existed. Looking back now, none of these decisions feel disconnected.

Choosing Wilmington. Leaving Ohio. Building a career in North Carolina. Taking risks professionally and personally instead of defaulting to comfort or expectation.

It’s all the same thread. I’ve always been willing to take the longer road if it felt more authentic.

And honestly, that mindset shapes how I lead in education every single day. Schools are filled with systems, traditions and “the way things have always been done.” Some deserve protecting. Others deserve rethinking entirely. Leadership requires discernment. The ability to honor tradition without becoming trapped by it.

That’s probably why I’ve always gravitated toward leadership rooted in relationships, trust, communication and authenticity over performative leadership or rigid hierarchy.

Students know when adults are genuine. Staff know when leaders are grounded. Communities know when decisions are being made with integrity.

I think living independently — making difficult choices based on alignment instead of expectation — has ultimately made me a better educator and leader because it’s taught me how important voice, identity and ownership really are.

At the end of the day, independence has never meant isolation to me. It’s meant having the courage to choose a path that feels honest — even when it’s unfamiliar. Looking back, the biggest leaps I’ve taken ended up becoming the moments that shaped me most.

20,000+ NC educators marched – now what?

Wednesday, May 16, 2018 was an incredible day for democracy in our beloved Raleigh, NC. Exhausted from years of low per pupil funding, failure to reach national average for teacher pay and perceived lack of respect from the legislative majority within both chambers of the General Assembly post recession North Carolina educators had enough. Roughly 1/3 of the districts in the state closed for the day allowing educators from all over the state to make their collective journeys to  our beautiful capital city for the #RedForEd march for respect. This allowed for the event to not only happen, but being a glowing success with a broad-reach of statewide and national coverage.

https://www.cnn.com/2018/05/16/us/north-carolina-teachers/index.html

https://www.nbcnews.com/nightly-news/video/thousands-of-north-carolina-teachers-protest-for-better-wages-1235565123863

As a school administrator, a sizable chunk of my position is supporting teachers, students and the school community at large. This day was all about advocacy for a public education system that is often perceived, especially in the past decade, at the state and federal level as under attack by many forces. That said, this made my presence at the march a necessity. Time to step away from the day to day to stand proud with my brothers and sisters in education.

 

For years, I have been an advocate for public education. I stand up and ensure the story is being told. Verbally, through social media, within the community, etc. I’m always advocating. There is a lot of negativity being circulated, and often loudly, about what “is happening” in public schools. These are often baseless, half-truths and sadly even completely falsehoods. We as educators should be constantly telling our stories of what is happening in our schools. Share it often, share it ongoing.

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Additionally, while Wednesday’s events were a beautiful thing we as educators must build momentum off of this. Many educators have been content for years with standing on the sidelines when it comes to education policy and legislation that directly effects public education.

As I posted several months ago – the time is now to get off the sidelines. At the very least, all educators should be informed and at least fairly knowledgable with policies coming from the state level that directly impact our profession.

https://brendanfetters.com/2017/12/17/get-informed-leave-the-sideline-take-a-seat-at-the-table/

 

We simply can’t leave the sky high energy from Wednesday’s events in Raleigh. Become part of the process. Be involved in local and state policy. Take that seat at the table. Engage in conversation.

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Embrace the uncomfortable.

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I was so very proud of many educators who came Wednesday who I know were so far out of their comfort zone in marching but were all there in support of one common goal – full funding and respect coming from the state level toward public education. That’s a beautiful thing.

The energy can’t stop there. We have the resources. Utilize them. Share our stories. Learn. Grow. Advocate.

If you’re not happy with what the lawmakers who represent you are doing with public education funding and beyond – we all hold the greatest power within our democracy…

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Walking the talk – taking leaps of faith to achieve personal and professional growth

Risk. Failing forward. Leaps of faith. If you follow my blog, Twitter feed or spend time with me you know I live and breathe these daily. I’m very motivation driven, feeding off positive people who inspire and encourage me to do my best as a professional and above all person.

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Growing up in rural south-central Ohio in a farming community I was exposed to the value of hard, physical work helping out on my family’s grain and livestock farm operation throughout the year growing up. Having a mother as a high school English, public speaking and journalism teacher I was exposed to the value of hard work within education. I watched as my mother spent so much of her free time making connections with her students – sacrificing sleep for her entire 30 year career to be the best mother she could to me while also providing above and beyond feedback for her students in the classroom. That inspired me. My maternal grandparents inspired me with their tales as educators.

When I think about risk my first substancial exposure relating specifically to me was back in 2006. While having been exposed to much of the country in the form of travel with family and friends, I really hadn’t left the general central and southern Ohio region. I went to college not far from my hometown and my first teaching job was a mere 15 minutes from my parents in the next school district over from the one I attended growing up and my mother spent her career teaching in. I was enjoying what I was doing career wise but I needed something different, a change. A significant break from small town Ohio. Perhaps a break from the heartland altogether was what I needed?

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I had an offer on the table from Wake County Public Schools to relocate and teach third grade in Raleigh, North Carolina. Every fiber in my being knew I should be scared. I had no connections to North Carolina. My aunt and uncle had done their medical residencies at Duke University when I was in elementary, were married in the Duke Gardens and even practiced in the area initially. My cousin Matt was even born in Durham. However, at the time, my uncle and aunt had relocated a decade prior from the state and I no longer had a connection.

My aunt and uncle were all in favor of me giving this a whirl. They loved their time in the Triangle and and at Duke and spoke highly of the area. My parents, despite me being the only child, encouraged me to give it a try. I could always come back home, right?

June 25, 2006 I took the leap. Not knowing anyone at all – my parents, one of my father’s work trucks, a pull behind U-Haul, my tiny “college car” loaded to the brim and I all made the journey from south-central Ohio to the great unknown of Raleigh, North Carolina.

Risk. Rewarded. 

I immediately fell in love with the area. The people. The district. I learned, grew, collaborated. Several years of teaching third grade turned into several years of fourth  grade which turned into going to graduate school to pursue an administrative degree.

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Everywhere I’ve been in the now 5 schools I’ve worked at in my career (counting my brief time in Ohio) have added insight to my life and career. I keep in touch with all of my past principals and at least a handful of former teachers from each school who have added significant value to my life and career. Several have become dear friends. Each one of these stops along my ride have helped mold, strengthen and sharpen the saw on my professional journey.

After a decade plus in my career I had spent my entire time at the elementary level and was becoming stale. I didn’t realize it yet –  but I was. My friend from grad school LaTeisha had encouraged me on several occasions to consider high school administration. While that wasn’t quite in my wheelhouse – yet… it opened the door to consideration of a big change. I was stubborn about leaving elementary but wasn’t even realizing it.

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My friend Michael and I had embarked on several collaborative partnerships with my now former elementary and his middle school down the road. The more I visited his middle school the more my eyes started opening. Ironically at this same time my friend Bethany from Charlotte had recently transitioned from an entire career in elementary both teaching and as an administrator going to middle school and was raving about it — how empowering the change was for her career.

I was ready for another leap but knew I needed the right opportunity. I’ve never been one to change for the sake of changing. It always has to be the right opportunity and situation for me personally and professionally.

A few months ago – when I wasn’t even looking, opportunity knocked. I opened the door, explored, liked what I saw and took that leap. Mid school year and all – I was leaping from elementary – all I’d known my entire career in education to middle school.

I go with my gut – always. I was so far out of my comfort zone I didn’t even know where to start — but I knew I was in the right place for me professionally. I was going to grow significantly and thrive. I took the offer – and I leapt.

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Several weeks into the new position and setting I’m loving it. Gaining my footing more and more daily and comfort level rising. Growth, growth, growth all around. Risk rewarded. Onward.

That leap in 2006 was significant. The leap I made in early 2017 is just as much. Both of these wouldn’t be possible without the strong support team I had in both situations and ongoing. We should always be learning, growing and improving together. Supporting one another through the ups, downs of life and career.

Some of us talk about risk, leaps of faith, fail forward and stepping out of our comfort zone but what do you do when opportunity knocks?

One of my favorite songs about risk is a lesser known early 90s country song by Lionel Cartwright from when I growing up. Leap of Faith has always inspired me and is a song I’ll turn to for inspiration from time to time. Lionel Cartwright – Leap of Faith

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Leap of Faith

Written and performed by Lionel Cartwright (1991 – MCA Nashville)

[Verse 1]
You want a no-risk guarantee before you take a chance
You wanna know how the song will end before you start to dance
Well I can’t foretell the future, but my heart clearly sees
Your hand in mine for a long, long time if you could just believe

[Chorus]
And take a leap of faith, cast away your doubt
Darling come what may, we can work it out
A love that’s real will always find a way
If you’ll trust in me like I trust in you
There’s no rain or fire that we can’t go through
The first step’s always the hardest one to take
It’s a leap of faith

[Verse 2]
I understand all your doubts and fears of laying your heart on the line
But aren’t you afraid of just throwing away a love like yours and mine
I know your heart’s been broken, you’ve been let down before
Though the stakes are high, give it one more try, this time you can be sure