Three more teachers have been deployed to virtual school and their classes have been collapsed. Mine was one of them. Again, I mourn.
I was today years old when I truly learned how little the education system cares about the well-being of those it’s supposed to care for. It’s never been so clear, so blatantly obvious that they simply do not care. Not about their students and not about their educators and education workers.
Great book. Lots of repetitive, rhyming fun. But, I missed the mark in terms of it being a HIT with my Grade 1/2's transition back-to-school. Maybe I'd been away from face-to-face teaching for too long. Maybe my students forgot how to play (highly unlikely). Likely, I 'temporarily' forgot what 5-7 year olds like.
During a time when thousands of students’ classrooms are computer screens, creative arts programs are being slashed, when disregard for the environment and all its living things is the norm. During a time when profit matters more than human life and dignity, it seems now, (not only because it’s the safest place to be), more than ever that we need to be outside.
In general, I think about purpose a lot. My own purpose, the purpose of others and our purpose on this planet. I regularly remind and encourage my students to think about and explore their purpose, as well. Recently, after learning about Chadwick Boseman’s passing my social media fields were full of his messages, his wisdom. I watched and rewatched, listened and re-listened to his Howard University Homecoming Speech. His words were simple, true and resonated with my whole being.
Looking back, I wonder if my impending sense of doom that NYE night was foreshadowing for the months to come. A warning that single motherhood was in my future. A warning that life as I know it was going to change forever. A warning that change is the only thing I can rely on, and that it is up to me to reflect and pay attention to the changes that occur in and around my life. How do they make me feel? How do they make me want to feel?
Would you still be celebrating if I told you that increasing numbers of BIPoC students were entering high school being unable to read and write?
Many of us who are excited about the ‘back-to-basics’ aspect of the curriculum are relieved and looking forward to something that is hopefully more straightforward than the current system. Certainly, many think it’s the hardcore drilling of math skills that is going to benefit our students’ achievements in math. However, there’s so much data, so many lived experiences with math proving that the drilling and rote learning method doesn’t work for a lot of our students. It’s actually quite detrimental. This finding is why changes were made in math education to begin with.
We've experienced drastic change in our way of life, there's a lot going on and it's an overwhelming time for many people everywhere, without the stress of schooling. Education matters. Schooling matters. Of course it matters! But in the midst of a global pandemic where the entire world has 'shut down' and 91% of the world's children are NOT in school, my sentiments remain the same. We need to chill out and stop further stressing out ourselves, and others.We need to chill out and stop further stressing out ourselves, and others. Stop getting mad at teachers, stop getting mad at kids. Stop getting mad. Just, stop.
A few weeks ago I went to what was to be the last course of my graduate studies career. I’ve been patiently and excitedly waiting to take this course for a couple of years. ‘Indigenous Settler Relations for Teachers’...how cool does that seem? Anyway, there were four of us, including the prof. Two of us... Continue Reading →