“compromise is the refuge of the unprincipled” David Didau, Learning Spy
I wasn’t quite sure what to think when I read this statement. David is, like me, a teacher, and, as such, I think I understand what he means. If, as a teacher, I compromise on matters of neat handwriting, spelling, numbers in squares, behaviour, stopping when I say when we are doing PE or at the swimming pool, I am doomed. But, the thing is, as I am not just a teacher, as my life is littered with compromise, I’m not so sure I agree.
I never had to compromise, really, before I had my Sam, if you don’t count the sort of compromises that all married couples make, but his birth ushered me into a whole new world. Nothing went to plan when he arrived. It seemed to be going that way, but when push came to shove…
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