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What things really cost.

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My post yesterday was kind of a downer; I was feeling kind of deflated. It came down to one of the most painful paradoxes of adulthood: sometimes the harder you work, the more is taken away from you. I had to really look at the cost of trying to “do it all,” and be all for everyone. Things, important things, get neglected. Big business has no heart or compassion for the human perspective. And, all over the news, teachers are more than ever on the front-lines of being blamed for all of society’s ills, and if we could just treat our students like products in a business, all would be fine. I scratch my head in wonder –it is all so illogical. We are still going through one of the biggest recessions in history. Why it’s not labeled a depression, I don’t know. It sure has all of the earmarks of a great depression. In any case, banks and mortgage firms, and evil criminals like Bernie Madoff say, “Oops, my bad. Sorry. Now, where’s that bonus?”

I am not necessarily against performance pay. I am not necessarily for it. But I do know that every endeavor has a hidden cost. For example, you go to the store to buy some ice cream (mmmm…..ice cream…..). The ice cream costs 4.99 plus tax. But that doesn’t include the gas it took to get there. The time your mom spent driving you, when she could have been at work, doing laundry, or writing her doctoral thesis. There are costs to everything we do, including just sitting in a room breathing.

We can only imagine what the hidden costs may be exacted from everyone desperately trying to fix education. I know for myself, in trying to fix things, I’ve broken a few things, too. And there are some things you can’t put back together.

Omelet, anyone?

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Sometimes the bear eats you.

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(To see this image in motion: http://www.joe-ks.com/archives_mar2007/PolarBearParty.gif)

I am the penguin in that photo.

Today was a really bad day. Many important things I’ve been neglecting or ignoring came bubbling up in a cauldron of putrid trouble. There’s an old saying, “Sometime you eat the bear, and sometimes the bear eats you.” That means you win some, you lose some, sometimes you’re up, and sometimes you’re down.

Events in life are just that – a mixture of chaos, control, and continuum. Life goes on. Even if you resort to cliches.

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Deadline.

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I’ve been doing a post-a-day faithfully since January 1, 2010. I skipped yesterday’s post. Instead, I spent from about 8am-3pm writing for one of my own personal BIG projects. And then I went with my family to watch “Alice in Wonderland” at the IMAX theatre in 3-D. (Kind of a disappointment, but visually breathtaking. Maybe Mrs. Wagner is right, and Tim Burton should just stick to set design; he can’t pick scripts.)

ANYWAY…in order to meet a big deadline, things, life, people, have been pushed aside while I focus on this…ONE….BIG….THING….and it does have a hard and fast deadline.

“Deadline” sounds so much more ominous than “due date.” Due date sounds kind of like, well, great if you get it done, but if not, it’s flexible. “Deadline” has the word “dead” in it, as in all life will cease to exist unless this task is completed on this metaphorical line. I keep thinking, “When this is over…I will…(fill in the blank).” The blank is filled in with everything from getting the oven fixed, paying bills on time, going shopping, spending more time with my sons, husband, and friends; spring-cleaning the house and writing the great American novel. (Or, at least a new script for “Alice”- maybe Burton can take a mulligan on that one.)

Sometimes I wonder if we (teachers) are doing you (students) a disservice when it comes to project-based learning.  Project-based learning is when the assignments are layered, building on one another to create one final project, like our Burning Questions unit. You had several steps along the way, and for the most part, you did a really good job. But I’m sure some of your other classes’ work/assignments were pushed aside. Now that you’re done with that, your focus went to other classes. We really are poor at multi-tasking, no matter what we say. But maybe we should embrace this more, recognize it, admit it, and deal with it:  wouldn’t it be great if in all of your classes, Math, Science, Social Studies, your Elective, Language Arts, and PE/Health, what you were learning was all connected at any one time? That’s called “integration.” It’s when your classes all work together to teach the BIG ideas.

For example, if you were studying Ancient Greece in World History, we would do our Greek mythology unit, and you would learn about Ancient Greece’s contributions to Math and Science, and maybe play Olympic style games in PE, and in your art elective, learn about classical art and architecture, and its influences on our own government buildings, including the White House. You would definitely have a deeper understanding of culture and influences over time, wouldn’t you?

Well, that’s just a dream of mine, to really have integrated curriculum, where you apply your learning across many areas. I cringe every time I have tried this and a student says, “This isn’t MATH CLASS!”

It’s not? Then why do I need to know how to read a bank statement, a mortgage loan document, understand my taxes, and be able to read contracts?

Those deadlines and due dates wouldn’t seem so scary if you knew that everything you were learning worked together, would they?

Deadlines and due dates aren’t going to go away. They will be part of your life from now on. When you work, you will have to meet goals in order to keep your job. Even if you’re a barista at Starbucks, they time you from when the order’s taken to the time you call the drink out to the customer. (I know, because I was a barista.) Each drink has specifications – extra foamy non-fat drinks need to weigh this many grams, and need to be at specific temperatures. And yes, there is a supervisor who comes around to all of the stores and checks to make sure you’re meeting quality standards. Thanks a latte.

In any job or career you choose there are standards and levels of quality performance. It may not be funny or fun to think about right now, and you don’t really have to. Dig into your learning now. I wish someone had said to me, “Gee, why don’t you go read a novel instead of cleaning the bathrooms?” but alas, that won’t happen.

Next time you’re grumbling about your free, public education with highly qualified teachers who are pushing you toward meeting and exceeding academic standards, perhaps you will think to yourself this is one deadline you can handle, and you don’t have to clean a toilet.

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Friday Afternoon Film Festival

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A way for me to keep my sanity, demonstrate plot/theme, and have a quick, engaging mini-lesson: Friday Afternoon Film Festival.

I’ve been finding these great clips off of Vimeo. And although the website is blocked, I can still embed school-appropriate content, like the films you see in my widget sidebar.

So, grab some mini-popcorn, and enjoy the show!

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Hobby Day.

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We have an event at our school called “Hobby Day.” Presumably, its inception is under the auspices of “school climate” in an attempt to make students connect with the teachers on a more personal level, to see us (teacher) as real human beings with lives outside of school.

Not a darn thing wrong with that.

The logistics of Hobby Day run similar to a complicated military mission: one of the very important, gracious, and awesome lead secretaries in the building organizes a choice ranking of over 800 students to go to 40 teachers’ rooms for two sessions of “hobbiness.” It cuts into our school day and instructional time, and in the past has put the onus of buying supplies, planning, and preparation on teachers to share their hobbies. (The PTSA is more active this year and last, and has helped out.)

Because of this, many teachers create a single entertaining lesson and share it. Many share their love of “walking outside” and take the kids on a walk around the track. Fresh air, movement – again, not a darn thing wrong with that.

We have two hobby days per school year.

The first year I shared all of my handmade-card making supplies and ended up with shrapnel of glitter and glue all over my floor. It looked like Tinkerbell exploded.

The second “Hobby Day” I planned was “etiquette lessons.” I sneakingly thought that if I planned something kids would hate, I would have a few kids and it wouldn’t cost me so much money. (I use snacks, juice, and plastic place settings.) Kids actually liked my etiquette lessons, so that one backfired. Darn you, Emily Post!

This year, I’m trying to share my love of blogging. It’s relatively inexpensive, it’s relatively easy, and relatively painless.

I have a love/hate relationship with Hobby Day. This year, the timing couldn’t be worse. I’m toward the end of a unit and a deadline, but that’s the reality of my job. We only find out about scheduling issues about a week in advance, it seems.

And although blogging is a ‘hobby’ of mine, it doesn’t feel like a hobby. To me, the word hobby implies something that is kind of a time waster, an afterthought. Maybe Epimetheus created hobbies. But the bigger issue is I think what we as teachers do and feel passionately about needs to be woven in our daily instruction. I read, I think, I create. I love to make jewelry, draw, write, read, try a new recipe occasionally, go to my writers’ group, enjoy talking about movies with my husband, listen to This American Life, and when my allergies aren’t trying to kill me, go outside. I guess in some ways I wish there wasn’t a separate “Hobby Day,” because it feels a little inauthentic.

Well, time to lead the nation with a microphone (nod to the Flobots). One blog at a time.