Carol Richtsmeier teaches journalism at a public high school in Texas where her students and publications have won numerous local, state and national awards. She chronicles her teaching escapades in her blog at mybellringers.blogspot.com. Her blog was listed as one of the Best Education Blogs for 2010 by the Washington Post.
She was the first teacher to receive the Courage in Student Journalism Award from the Newseum, Student Press Law Center and National Scholastic Press Association in 2005. In 2002, she was named the Texas state journalism Teacher of the Year. She also was named a Special Recognition Adviser by the Dow Jones Newspaper Fund in 2002 and a Distinguished Adviser in 2009. In addition to her teaching and freelance work, Richtsmeier also serves as a journalism workshop instructor and is a member of the Gloria Shields All-American Publications Workshop Committee. Before teaching, she was a reporter for the Amarillo Globe-News and the Dallas Morning News.
Richtsmeier has recently written a book, How to Lose Your Self of Steam & Other Teaching Lessons I Never Learned From Professional Development. Through inspiring and humorous anecdotes, she chronicles nearly 15 years of publications advising and the students who crossed her path.
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