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Praise

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In one's working life, praise is often in short supply. However, praise can be like rocket fuel - it gives us a boost and encourages us to carry on, to keep putting our shoulders to the wheel - week in and week out. For sixteen years, I was The Head of English in a north Sheffield secondary school. During that span of time, I worked closely with up to a hundred other English teachers. Some were with me for years while others lasted for no more than a single teaching year. And there were student teachers, supply teachers, even an Australian teacher who was with us for a year on an exchange programme. I led them all - the young ones, the older ones, women, men, competent teachers and incompetent ones, teachers prone to tears and teachers who went the extra mile to serve pupils to the best of our ability. I led by example and by listening to other teachers - showing that I valued them as colleagues and by encouraging them - often with praise that might spur them on. It was my nat...

Understand

 I was listening to a song, and there was a line that got me. “There is beauty in what I can’t understand”. Not much of my life have I found this to be true for me. I’ve never understood my own life. I’ve always wanted to understand. The thing is:  I still don’t. After these few words, maybe this is one pursuit that needs a permanent hiatus. As much as I complain, my life is good. So very good. Excellent even. I must say I’ve always sought an answer. Desired one. Craved it as much as my next breath. This is going to be one habit that needs to be broken. My need for the why has left me cranky, utterly miserable and unable to enjoy the moment. Fixing my issues requires tough love. A love others tried to give, but I soundly rejected. I want this for me in this moment. Knowing that I may not understand much of this life, I’m determined to find its beauty.  Love yourself and each other Regine from R's rue https://ift.tt/CfhYEPn

Lord

 Lord, Pulling out all the stops Surrender comes When you’re too tired To fight your own self Fighting rest I rested Fighting sleep I slept Fighting my health More doctors’ appointments Right now I acquiesce  It’s just easier The irony is I accept more Because physical relief And mental peace  Mean more Than the riches Of this world Wisdom comes When surrender appears No matter how it comes Is not my concern I’m just glad It’s come To my door from R's rue https://ift.tt/X38HWBx