It was late in the day on a Friday, when I heard from a dear colleague. She didn’t want me to know that she was close to tears, but her voice gave her away. When she told me what had happened, it was easy to be empathetic- the same thing had happened to me a few weeks ago. Someone had sent an anonymous note to her supervisor. It was evident that the writer disagreed with a decision she had made, but rather than contributing to her growth or the growth of her school, it was cruel.