One of my earliest posts back in the day was about the movie 300 and how teaching, in some ways, wasn’t so different from the Spartans throwing themselves into impossible odds at Thermopylae. It was probably a bit overdramatic, but for years it was one of my favorites – even if it clearly didn’t resonate with others as strongly as it did with me.
A decade later, the basic sentiment remains, but the specific analogy no longer feels as true. I was a bit younger then, and far less tired. I was in a teaching situation where there were more small victories – maybe we were losing the war, but there were individual moments of “look at us changing the world one life at a time.” Or so it seemed



