My Smore Flyer
When I was 12 years old, my dad was laid off from his job in the 1986 oil crash. He was earning $12.00 an hour at Southwest Oilfield. It was a stressful time in my family’s life. My dad decided to work at the only job he could find, a tiny gas station for $3.75. I was mortified because I fell into the stereotype of all Indian people whose parents worked at a gas station. I was so embarrassed to tell my friends that my dad worked at a gas station. Each morning I would see my dad iron his cloths with pride and pack his lunch to go to work. I conjured up the guts to ask him why out of all jobs, a gas station? My dad’s answer still influences my leadership today. Dad said in his broken English that it is not all about you, it was about providing for the greater cause.
My dad taught me at an early age to never let my ego get in the way of the mission. This school will never be about my personal agendas. Our primary job is to carry out the mission of the school. It is about each and every member in the tribe. You all matter here at Roberts. What my dad taught as he ironed his cloths going to his $3.75 job was that everything matters. He taught me to take with lea you are our greatest investment. Each and every day at Roberts, professional development is happening. Learn
We need to stretch our vision of what’s possible then pin that to the present moment.