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There is a constant voice speaking to me about transformation, about connection and about refueling. My mantra for this year is playful curiosity. To me, this was about growing into my role, about exploration of possibility, but also in terms of the versatility of my leadership journey. I was reminded of my key values, and…
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I was invited to write a blog for sencowellbeing . You can also find it here https://t.co/QC0ddb1lYq Julia is based in the Midlands and is the founder director of Boundless Learning. She has held three headships across three very different communities. Her MA in education focussed on nurturing emotional intelligence and literacy has underpinned much of…
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