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ACE Philadelphia Community

How to Love

Happy Easter, everyone! A few weeks ago at Mass, my housemates and I and many of you heard the Gospel story of the Prodigal Son, which in my opinion is...

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ACE San Jose community at a San Jose Sharks game

Chomp Chomp! Chomp Chomp!

One recent Thursday evening I found myself surrounded by people imitating sharks and cheering as bodies slammed against plastic walls. My community had decided to venture out to a San...

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Voices for Inclusion

"Being part of PIE has been one of the most rewarding and life-changing experiences I have encountered, both personally and professionally." Colleen Wanner is a first-grade teacher at The Frances...

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How Mountain Biking is Like School Change

Mountain bikers must consider many factors to maximize their workouts, but the most important factor is fun maximization. Similarly, when instituting a change like blended learning in an entire school...

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We Are Called

"Go rather to the lost sheep of the house of Israel. And preach as you go, saying, ‘The kingdom of heaven is at hand.' Heal the sick, raise the dead...

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Falling in Love with Service

This post is authored by John T. McCarthy IV, an ACE Teaching Fellows Intern and member of ACE 27. A Science Pre-professional and Theology major at the University of Notre...

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How to Make Your PD Stick

The research on professional development (PD) is clear: change is tough! Research funded by the Bill and Melinda Gates Foundation on PD states that "far too many teachers have reported...

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A Frassati Intern's Experience in LA

"I hopped off the plane at LAX with a dream and my cardigan" Well not exactly, but that didn't stop me from humming this tune when I first arrived in...

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A Hesitation, and a Jump

"Umm... sure." A hesitation, and a jump. This was my response to my principal on the way home from school one warm Wednesday evening when he asked if I could...