Great. I have a blog. I'm now one of bazillions of people on Earth who have a blog. It's great, having a blog. Just great. Now I can keep a record of all things pertaining to my professional life at RPA - in one place. I just have to start typing and let the ideas flow and then students, parents, other teachers, random people from Istanbul and Kumasi and Chengdu will "instinctively flock like the salmon of Capistrano." All I have to do is start typing.
And there it is: Fear. It flashes it's wicked little smirk before asking me a question faintly veiled in accusation: "So what are you going to write, hmmm?"
My response does not come easily. In fact, at first it does not come at all. I don't know what I should write. And even if I write something, who is going to read it? And if anyone reads it, who will actually like it? Whom will it benefit? And did I just use "whom" correctly, or should it be "who"?
We'll just have to see, now won't we? Here's my response, Fear. Take it or leave it.
