Tuesday, April 12, 2011

"Fake it 'til you make it."

On my drive home from work today I contemplated what I was going to write about this evening.  In reflection of my day, there were no significant numbers, irrational purchases, or celebrations.  There were two happenings that I could rant and rave about and I told myself I wouldn't do it.  But, I just have to...

1) My non-English-speaking student, who enrolled at our school two weeks ago, straight from Mexico, who cannot even read on a Kindergarten level, was transferred to the middle school because he is 11 years old.  Mind you, this kid, poor thing, cannot navigate himself around an elementary school where he has ample support.  However, our ESL department at Central Office seems to believe that based on his age, he is better suited for rotating schedules, exams, and larger buildings to get lost in.  If age determines our level of comprehension and mastery, why do I have general education students ranging from age 9 to 12?  Do these oh-so-intelligent directors know that in North Carolina parents are not mandated to enroll their children in Kindergarten until age 7? Well, so be it, the kid knows his body parts in English and a little bit of classroom vocabulary, let's promote him to middle school.  I know my multiplication and division facts, can I have my Master's, please?

2) My ILT meeting, or Teacher Talk, as they have termed it, was an utter waste of my time and oh, about eight months LATE.  These meetings are meant for teachers who are initially licensed, within their first four years of teaching, in order to offer guidance, support, etc.  Basically, supposed to help us keep or sh*t straight.  Today's topic: Teacher Evaluation Process, also known as the TEP.  Over the course a school year, a teacher is to be evaluated using this instrument four separate times.  Basically, each quarter of the year.  The first three are to be done by administration and the last by a peer.  These observations and all of the artifacts and documentation that accompany them are due on FRIDAY.  People, it's Tuesday.  This is pertinent information that would have been helpful at our first meeting in August.  Luckily for me, I have mine covered, since they also mentioned that without this, your license is no longer valid.  Poor men and women who raised their hands in disbelief.  Wake up Central Office.  Strike two for you today!

...glad I got that off my chest.

Now, for good stuff.  Inspiration.  This cool cat, Austin Kleon, is an artist who not too long ago published a book titled Newspaper Blackout.  I read an article of his today and felt inspired.  It's an article pieced together after a speech he gave.  Meant for artists, I feel it is applicable to many.   As I was reading, I caught myself thinking about my own creativity, career, and aspirations.  Plus, I love when writers quote other works relevant to their writing, and he does.  Click on the title and read, read, read.  Hope you like!



His book looks pretty cool too.  It's poetry; love!  Instead of writing words, he blacks out words in articles that he doesn't need.  Genius!  I'm adding it to my list.

Monday, April 11, 2011

Students, Tours, Sausauge Dogs, and Emails

On any given day, these FOUR things would have little, well, nothing in common.  Today, they represent a pattern in my life.  Today's number: FOUR.  Still confused?  OK.  Here goes... I, and three other teachers (for a total of FOUR), took FOUR-ty* FOURth graders on tours of FOUR different locations in Raleigh, NC.  My polish kielbasa for lunch cost FOUR dollars and I asked for FOUR toppings.  When returning to school this afternoon, I checked my email to find a chain "let's keep in touch by asking silly questions" email from Mom, topic: FOUR.  For example, FOUR places you frequent, FOUR shows you watch, FOUR smells that appeal to you, etc.  I'm thinking I should have played some type of lottery and overused the number FOUR.

Anyone want to guess tomorrow's number?  I hope it's FOUR again.  Why?  Well, my FOURth graders are taking a Mock EOG and the passing score: FOUR.

Hopefully, I'll find a FOUR-leafed clover on my stroll into the building in the morning.  Just in case, keep four fingers crossed and wish us well.

Oh, oh, oh... FOUR more work days until Spring break.



*forty