Mr. Jeffrey Jones MEd.

“No more pencils, no more books, no more teachers dirty looks!” This was the song I sang as I rode me bike away into that glorious summer following sixth grade. I had no real love for school and the following school year I came to know the cruelty that students are capable of toward their own. I wish I had a “Cinderella” story to tell, but then that is just not my style. I only seemed happy when I was active or being mischievous. It is my love for wisdom and a calling to teach that I discovered as my pastor put me in charge of a classroom of teenagers. When this man took a chance on me and believed in my abilities, that I did not know I possessed, I was deeply excited to seek out an opportunity to teach.

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