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The Power of One

Daniela A. Robles Uncategorized

When I was in the classroom my goal was to make a difference in the lives of my students. Now, that my practice spans an entire school building, I strive to make a difference in the lives of my colleagues.

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Hypocrisy

Daniela A. Robles Uncategorized

When my daughter began preschool I vowed to never be “that parent” who tells the teacher what and how to teach. Or to be “that parent” that demands to meet with the principal on a whim to tell him/her how

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Defining Moments

Daniela A. Robles Uncategorized

Our lives our benchmarked by defining moments. Many of us look at our lifetime and see moments that are personal and professional. The birth of my daughter was a defining moment, but so was leaving the classroom. There are moments

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Nice and Safe

Daniela A. Robles Uncategorized

  It’s Wednesday evening and it feels like it should be Saturday morning. As I sit on my couch I let out a deep sigh. I turn on the television. I am greeted with “Breaking News.” Ahh, the scene is

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Details

Daniela A. Robles Uncategorized

The current state of affairs leaves most of us in a haze of hopelessness. The fact that I felt the blossoms of inspiration in the midst of this haze is quite a remarkable feat. Last week at the Arizona K-12

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Points

Daniela A. Robles Uncategorized

Two weeks ago I had the privilege of being a guest speaker for a class that consisted of teachers in their second and third year of teaching. These energetic teachers had spent the previous class discussing characteristics of an effective

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Hopes and Dreams

Daniela A. Robles Uncategorized

Two years ago my family and I rang in the New Year toasting our glasses to the bright future of America with our first African-American president. For months it felt as though all was possible. As a minority, it seemed

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An Image

Daniela A. Robles Uncategorized

If your days are anything like mine than you must feel as though you are surrounded by a constant static of incoming information. Perhaps if I were more disciplined I would force the static to halt by mediating, praying, or

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