My daughter wanted a new backpack several years ago, and after several unfulfilling stops, we ended up at Target. The selection was a bit slim – it being a few weeks after school had started – but she found something that seemed like a good combination of practical and not-entirely-embarrassing, and we took it to the nearest register.
The great profusion of children's books protracts the imbecility of childhood. They arrest the understanding, instead of advancing it. They give forwardness without strength. They hinder the mind from making vigorous shoots, teach it to stoop when it should soar, and contract when it should expand...
Sometimes you have to admit you’re not where you should be. Not doing what you wish you were doing. Or, if you are, it’s not working.
The class after lunch is always a colorful time. Students have just had a rowdy half-hour of the most freedom they’ll experience during the school day, and most are loaded up on sugar, caffeine, and Flamin’ Hot Cheetos.
Blue Cereal moderates the #OklaEd Sunday Night Chat February 19th, 2017!
Here's a preview of the anticipated prompts...
Disclaimer: I’ve only been to two #EdCamps ever. I don’t work for #EdCamp (does anyone “work” for #EdCamp?), I’ve not organized or sponsored one, etc. I just… show up and participate. Like normal people. Or teachers.
Two cases in the early 1960s largely eliminated state-sponsored prayer from public schooling. Engel v. Vitale (1962) and Abington v. Schempp (1963) are to this day touted by the far right as responsible for having kicked God out of schools – leading inevitably to sex, drugs, violence, rock’n’roll, corduroy, divorce, the pill, AIDS, the Clintons, terrorism, and a Kenyan sleeper-cell Mooslim illegitimately seizing the White House for eight long, painful years.
The solution, of course, is to get God back IN our schools by requiring regimented recitation of state-approved chants. He LOVES those! Do this, we are assured, and America’s problems will vanish faster than you can say “civil liberties!”
I haven't been doing the weekly wrap-ups recently. I'm never quite sure whether anyone reads them, despite the consistently high quality of the goodies within!
But there's simply been TOO MUCH quality edu-bloggery lately not to compile it and celebrate a bit. If you've been busy, or distracted by national shenanigans, or tuned out after the elections, this might be a good time to tune back in for a bit.
Most of you are probably unfamiliar with the name “Antoine Roussel.”
He’s not a traditional educator – or an educator at all. He’s a professional hockey player. A personal favorite of mine, actually.
And I have the t-shirts to prove it.