Meet Danielle Shantz: Author of Healing in the Halls & The People's Principal

BONUS: The Quest Express talks to the principal of a middle school in Canada, but not the kind of principal on Ferris Bueller, "Nine times, Mrs. Bueller. Nine times." No, Danielle Shantz is more of a People's Principal and advocate for students, parents and teachers alike. She was inspired to write Healing in the Halls after witnessing the widespread damage to kids, parents and teachers in the aftermath of Covid.  Website:  www.healinginthehalls.com Book your own VIP Day / Weekend: [email protected] 2: [email protected]:Artistic rootsConsequences of Covid on kidsA path forward for educationExperiential learning & engagementDanielle is a lifelong learner with a deep connection to her farm family heritage, placing great importance on family bonds. An educator by profession, she loves nature and enjoys writing as a way to connect with others. Her passion for continuous learning and her appreciation for the natural world reflect her nurturing spirit and commitment to personal and communal growth.Healing in the Halls: A Reflection of the Pandemic and Its Impact on Schools, Education, and Families is a poignant and timely exploration of the profound changes wrought by the COVID-19 pandemic in the realm of education. This thought-provoking book delves into the heart of the crisis, shedding light on how schools, educators, students, and families navigated unprecedented challenges in Saskatchewan with her family, her roots are here, in the Land of the Living Skies. The art of sharing stories comes from her grandfather and father, who instilled in her a love of the art of communication and making connections with all you meet. Through these experiences, stories, and the love of learning and educating, the idea of creating a collection of stories, problems, and most importantly solutions, emerged. Read more here...The Vacant Farm - By A.C.(Tony) SteiertNot a scene from a painter's book.Just a vacant farm-with an aging tired look.The yard once a haven and a farmer's pride,Taken over by nature in her stride.A lonely windmill hanging its head,No longer pumping-just resting instead.The barn, weather-beaten with aching back.Not a single eye left anywhere, But broken and shattered through wear and tear.Once it housed the farmer's steeds,Ready and waiting for the family needs.Gone is Bossy with her four bottles of milk-More important to mother than botts of silk.The outhouse with open door and empty chair-With an old Eaton's catologue still hanging there.The house - once a home and happy abode,just full of memories yet to be told.No longer does the chimney mother's secrets tellFor the wood and heat had its own special smell.In the attic, some antiques giving way to rust,Resting silently beneath a mantle of dust,I feel the presence of a family here,Although they have been gone for many a year.I can see the mother with apron wrapped,Working a strudel with fingers apt.What joys-what secrets-these walls could revealWere I but able their vibrations to feelWebsite:  https://www.thequestexpress.comFeedback Survey:  https://forms.gle/6yMieXo2iGEE1Qmr9Say Hi:   [email protected] Credits:  INTRO:  Loyalty - Philip Ayers | OUTRO: Grasshopper's Dance - Etienne Roussel