Rules & Rulers

Mooring Crocodiles

If the internet is true (and how could it not be?), there are some strange laws on the books in Oklahoma:

It’s illegal to take a bite out of someone else’s hamburger.

It’s illegal for women not licensed by the state to do anyone’s hair – including their own. 

It’s illegal to have tissues in the back of your car.

AND NO ORAL SEX – even among consenting adults. It’s against the law. Stop it!

Many seem designed to protect our animal friends:

It’s illegal to make ugly faces at a dog, or carry a fish in a fishbowl on the bus. You may not promote a ‘horse-tripping’ event. (It’s presumably OK if the horse trips accidentally.) 

It’s illegal for bar owners to allow customers to pretend to have sex with buffalo. (I assume actually having buffalo bar-sex is covered in a separate statute…?)

It’s illegal to have the rear legs of a farm animal in your boots. And whale-hunting is ABSOLUTELY prohibited – anywhere in the state, under ANY circumstances.

Carrying FishPresumably these are antiquated codes passed in different times and circumstances. Some would be difficult to repeal even if legit. What aspiring legislator wants to campaign FOR simulated buffalo intercourse, or come out as pro-hamburger violating?

But these laws aren’t really a problem. No one MEANS them anymore – not most of them, anyway. 

No one’s been prosecuted lately for using a little gel or helping their bestie with her braids. Even in revenue-hungry times I’m not aware the TPD or Highway Patrol have EVER written someone up based on that revealing Kleenex box sticking out from under the seat.

The state seems content to let us make our best guesses which laws they mean, and which they don’t. 

Officer Writing TicketEven more modern, slightly less-ludicrous legislation can fall into gray areas. Staying parked on the street in a residential area for more than 24 hours can get you towed, but rarely does unless other issues are involved. Disposing of a car battery in the trash is big no-no, but I’m not sure anyone actually checks that sort of thing. 

And then there’s all that oral sex. I assume it’s happening from time to time, somewhere in the bounds of this otherwise rather conservative state. Is that a 911 situation, or do you simply file a complaint form the next business day?

A citizen’s arrest would just be… awkward. 

Some degree of confusion and clusterfoolery may be understandable – or at least tolerable – after a century of prolific law-making… especially given the general quality of our elected leaders. And there’s rarely real mystery what the authorities will or won’t bust you for – go ahead and make fun of your dog, but keep your boots away from that goat!

The same clarity is often lacking, however, in the rules and policies we institute as districts, school buildings, or in our individual classrooms. 

Like our dear state, we do love our many prohibitions and contingencies. Anything undesirable which has ever happened in your district, been rumored to have happened in other districts, or been imagined as possibly happening one day in the most hypothetical of circumstances – there’s probably a rule about it in a handbook somewhere. 

Tree RingsYou can often tell how long a teacher has been in the classroom by how many detailed expectations and procedures make it onto her wall or into his syllabus; it’s like counting a tree’s rings to determine its age. 

We can argue the depth and detail of rules and policies some other time. The problem here is that, much like some of the state laws above, we don’t actually mean all of them – at least not all of the time, for everyone. 

Please understand, I’m all for flexibility in the application of consequences based on the student, the circumstances, etc. ‘Equity is not always equality’ and all that. What I’m talking about are the super-secret and ever-shifting distinctions between the rules we actually mean, the ones we kinda mean early in the year or when we randomly decide we need to ‘crack down’ on something, and the ones which simply sound good and we don’t really want to get rid of but have no intention of enforcing – and haven’t for years. We just kinda hope they ‘slow down’ the inevitable problems associated with ignoring them.

Maybe it’s dress code (“But I wasn’t WEARING the hat; I was CARRYING it!”), or student ID’s, or raising your hand before getting up at lunch to go to the restroom. Maybe it’s phones and other electronics, or tardies, or those leftover prohibitions about tattoos or multi-colored hair. 

School Rules

I don’t really care WHAT the rules are, but I do wish we’d try something crazy:  if it’s a rule, let’s enforce it; if it’s not worth enforcing, let’s not keep it as a rule. 

I realize this is right up there with doing away with grades, eliminating gender-biased bathrooms, and extra Jeans Days for meeting our United Way goal – it’s THAT crazy.

We’re infuriated with students who simply DON’T catch on that they can’t wear spandex to class, while at the same time we never really INTENDED to spend our entire lunch duty coordinating tinkle-time for six hundred teenagers. The girl who guesses incorrectly about which rules we actually mean gets busted for her booty-wear, while the super-demure cooperative honor student gets a UTI and loses circulation in her right arm. 

We’re bewildered by both of them, but their crime was the same – incorrectly guessing what we really mean, despite what we say. 

I get that no one wants to “give up” on dress codes or ID’s and just let them wear… whatever, indecipherably grunting their name as needed and wandering into class whenever ready. I support our desire to avoid packing ISD with anonymous students wearing yoga pants or arguing over how long it really takes to get to 3rd Hour – they need to be in class, where there’s at least a chance they’ll learn something. We want to prioritize the important things – our primary function.  

Unfortunately, “holding the line” and “not holding the line” are, well… completely contradictory. 

I fear the real reason we keep so many rules in place without the willingness to follow through when tested is that it makes US feel better.

“We have high expectations, by golly – just look at our rules!”

“We’re so caring about the individual student and value learning over dogma – just look at how we never enforce any of our rules!”

“New Shimmer is a floor wax AND a dessert topping!”   

Gotta PeeWe need to figure out what our actual goals are, both as a whole and in our individual classrooms. Is the purpose of our rules to help things run smoothly? To keep everyone safe & opportunities relatively equitable? To introduce life skills like ‘manipulation’ and ‘guessing which laws actually apply to ME?’ 

Are we trying to breed creativity? Compliance? Independence? Cynicism? 

I’m not saying it’s easy, or that anyone’s intentions are suspect. But our kids are already surrounded by chaos and injustice, uncertainty and the general flakiness of those purporting to lead them. At the very least, we shouldn’t ADD to the madness by forcing them to guess how things work THIS week, or punish the ones who take us at our word – while only those willing to constantly test our sincerity can check that text from mom or pee from time to time. 

Then again, at least they’re not keeping Kleenex in their cars or pretending to have sex with buffalo. 

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Blue Serials (August 23rd, 2015)

The school year is rolling for most of us – a time of renewed optimism combined with that lingering fear that perhaps we should have paid greater heed to warnings regarding mollycoddling:

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Be Strong, My #11FF – Here, To Help You In Your Journey, Are A Few Essentials You Might Have Overlooked This Past Week…

What They Want Is Our Time – Rebecka Peterson at Epsilon-Delta talks about priorities, perspective, and gratitude as we press forward. I’m beginning to grow rather fond of these math teacher bloggers. I had no idea numerical, calculative types could show such touchy-feely-ness, but they certainly do – they just present it more… logically. TheYou can follow Rebecka on the twitters at @RebeckaMozdeh.

A Fallacy About Teacher Learning – Ilana Horn at Teaching/Math/Culture draws crucial distinctions between ‘actions’ and ‘behavior’, calling us out a bit on the usual quality of ‘Teacher PD’ along the way. Short and poignant, this one will register with far too many people. If you want to be a better person, follow Ilana at @tchmathculture

On Misreading: The Critical Need to Step Back and See Again – The always challenging P.L. Thomas at The Becoming Radical talks about how easily we perceive whatever fits our existing preferences rather than what’s actually there – whether we’re discusing poetry or talking about edu-policy and kids. And yes, I’m linking to a blog that slams ‘growth mindset’ the same week I defended it myself. That’s what makes it a discussion, right? Otherwise one of us could do all the typing and thousands of others would only need to nod and retweet. What we all SHOULD agree on is following @plthomasEdD on the twitters.

And one of my favorite blasts from the past, worthy of a second (or third, or fourth) look…

Good Luck to the Graduates of Waldo High School – Rob Miller at A View From The Edge, takes up his reciprocating saw of insight to cut through #edreform rhetoric and lambast the cult of standardization. If for some strange reason you don’t already, you simply MUST follow Rob on the twitters at @edgeblogger. Trust me on this one – I’m old and wise. 

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The Elevator Is Broken

Elevator Out of OrderOur school elevator was finally replaced. It’d been unreliable for over a decade now – breaking down regularly, making suspect noises even when working, and generally scaring off all but the neediest passengers… of which there were still quite a few.

It took years of analyzing and advocating, months of allocating and approving, weeks of R.Q.-ing and P.O.-ing – but eventually actual work could be done. While the replacement wasn’t entirely NEW, it was DIFFERENT. It went up and down with some consistency. The buttons even lit up when you pushed them!

That is, until yesterday. When school started. It stopped and wouldn’t go no more. Period. 

In the midst of the chaos of the new school year, some of the most capable and over-qualified administrators in the state had to stop and figure out how to accommodate a dozen students and staff who for various reasons absolutely rely on the elevator to get from floor to floor.

Turns out it’s not ‘broken,’ exactly. 

Internal sensors detected the lack of a required safety switch – several weeks into actual usage – and shut it down. 

The switch is thousands of dollars – money NOT discussed, allocated, approved, R.Q.-ed, or P.O.-ed. And, thanks to the intricacies of state law, county codes, local regulations, district policies, bid processes, contract specifications, and a half-dozen other layers of red tape, no one is actually responsible in any way for whether or not the switch exists or the elevator actually works.

So the process begins – the discussions, the fiscal juggling, etc. Phone time. Emails. Best case, the first several stages are ready for approval by the next monthly board meeting. 

It will get fixed, eventually. Kids will miss classes and employees will waive their rights under ADA, but one day it WILL elevate again. What can’t be recovered are the man hours and lost focus spent on something that (a) shouldn’t have happened, and (b) no one person or group has the power to prevent – meaning there’s also no accountability.  

The system is all-powerful. 

Curriculum CommitteeSeveral years ago, I was on a committee in a state which shall remain nameless, during a phase in which Common Core was going to save us all. (This was a few short years before Common Core was going to destroy us all.) 

The goal was to revamp state curriculum to make room for the time-intensive skill-building advocated by He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. It was (correctly) presumed that we could not maintain our already bloated content standards AND expect teachers to legitimately commit to the kind of analytical reading and evidentiary writing called for under the new priorities. 

We gathered in an atmosphere of revolution. Renewal. This was it – nothing was sacred! Old things had passed away; all things curricular would become new!

As various overhauls were proposed, it was revealed that the state had already invested zillions of dollars in the test bank from which the various high stakes exams are assembled. Creating new ones would require months of writing, more months of review, seven layers of approval and revision by thousands of stakeholders, costing millions of dollars, and culminating in the sacrifice of several newborns and a red-headed virgin to a deity named ‘Zuul’. 

In short, overhaul the entire curriculum – as long as the state could still use the same test questions at the same grade levels. 

No one in charge saw this as particularly limiting; in their world such neutering of all hope was the norm. They were bewildered at the Negative Nancies who saw this as more than a minor inconvenience – a feature, more than a frustration. Let’s keep a positive attitude! Enough nitpicking – let’s get started!

By the time we’d wrestled for two and a half days culling the content standards, they’d grown by roughly half-a-page per grade level. THEN we added the Common Core standards. They, at least, are still there – although under more rhetorically friendly headings.

It was proclaimed an amazing victory and a huge improvement thanks to the hard work and radical rethinking done by all. 

The resources and man-hours invested to make everything mostly-the-same-but-slightly-worse (a) shouldn’t have happened, and (b) can’t be fairly blamed on any one person or department. No one may be held genuinely accountable. 

The system is all-powerful. 

Last one. I promise.

Black Male TeacherMy district is in dire need of qualified teachers of color. Most districts are. The state has expressed a similar concern, along with bewilderment about what could possibly be done. It’s a subject of much discussion and some emotion. 

I had a paraprofessional for one of my low-performing classes last year. Strong Black male. Great mindset towards education and towards kids. Street savvy enough to have credibility with those so-inclined, but professional enough to pull kids of all colors and backgrounds into the light with his strong personality, his obvious love for them and for learning, and his lack of pretense.

His content knowledge was workable, and growing. I wasn’t worried – most of us learn our subject matter best by teaching it. Besides, for the kids with whom he was having the most dramatic impact, the ability to analyze technological improvements during the Civil War or cite from memory major cases involving the Establishment Clause wasn’t really a priority.  

He took his certification test and fell short – but not by much. No worries… he’d do better next time. Another season of study and preparation and hustle, above and beyond the time spent in school all day, with family at home, and working his two other jobs – because this, he believed, was his calling. These were his kids.

He took the state test again and missed certification by one point. 

A few phone calls put him in touch with some dear lady at the State Department who explained that the computer software which graded his essays didn’t like how often he’d repeated certain words and that he hadn’t varied his vocabulary or some such thing. She encouraged him to try again.

He moved on. 

I’m not suggesting we lower our standards, but a person didn’t reject him by a point – an algorithm did. I’m guessing it didn’t factor in our desperate need for strong teachers of color, intelligence, and the ability to reach kids… even if they don’t write quite whitely enough for the software developers as they change those lives. 

Losing him was completely unnecessary. It (a) shouldn’t have happened, and yet (b) no one person or office could have circumvented the bureaucracy involved even had they wished. 

The system is all-powerful.

Kudzu CarWhy, with the hundreds of studies, books, charters, and breakthroughs, can’t we change anything of substance in public education? Why can’t we implement even those things widely acknowledged to be good for kids? 

Why is it, with all the talk, the rallying, the hand-wringing, and the bluster, nothing seems to fundamentally evolve?

There are multiple factors – some personal, some logistical, and many economic. But chief among them, I belligerently suggest, is the maze of paperwork and policies on a dozen levels which make it impossible for anyone to simply DO anything useful. No one’s in charge, therefore no one’s capable… or accountable. 

The nightmare of red tape purported to prevent anyone from doing anything bad, anytime anywhere, is far more effective at preventing us from being particularly helpful. It’s against the rules. The one thing at which bureaucracy excels is perpetuating and growing itself to the expense of all else.

We are smothered in procedure and policy so tangled as to preclude substantive progress. Unless we find the will and the means to destroy the roots of this systemic kudzu, our continued efforts to prune or pretty up the results will continue to be futile. 

The elevator is broken. 

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Blue Serials (August 16th, 2015)

It’s that time. Much scrambling, preparing, starting, and just… DOING. The school year is upon us!

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At such times, it can become difficult to keep up with so many wonderful edu-blogs. There are rumors some of you have even fallen behind reading THIS one! 

Fear not, #11FF – I bring you highlights from this past week or so, just in case you missed them…

At Any Given Moment, We Have The Power To Stop The Hate of Reading – Pernille Ripp of Blogging Through The Fourth Dimension reminds us that while there may be much we can’t control, we can certainly take another look at the way we handle assigned reading in our classroom. Heads up – she sounds a bit frustrated. There was one point where I think sarcasm may have been utilized; it was hurtful. No wonder I loved it. Follow @pernilleripp on the Twitters – seriously, you really should. 

Watching the Computer

Are You A Committed Sardine? – Rob Miller claims he’s been blogging lite this summer over at A View From The Edge, but he sure keeps hitting the proverbial nail on the rhetorical head and driving it right through the two-by-four of inertia and into the, er… particle board of poor assumptions with his… um… pithy hammer of truth. It probably works so well partly because he doesn’t try to overwork his analogies like some people I know. Instead, he’s inculcating a rebellious spirit through a study in sardines. You can (and should) find him on Twitter as @edgeblogger.

The Great Desk Debate – Jennifer Williams, Twitter’s infamous @JennWillTeach, has finally joined the blogosphere at JennWillTeach.com. This week she tackles an issue I didn’t think I even cared about, but in a way that represents so much of the silliness of our ‘silver bullet’ mentality in #edreform. Spoiler Alert – Jenn doesn’t think getting rid of your desks is that single glorious switch, that magical adjustment, that revolutionizes the impact of public education in the worlds of all children, everywhere.  

Three Traits of the Best Principals – I’m generally suspicious of anything whose titles include ‘Always’, ‘Never’, ‘Best’, ‘Must’, or Numbered Lists (even my own), but this brief reflection by Bill Ferriter, the Tempered Radical, is well-worth the few minutes it will take you to read it. I actually find it rather encouraging, as it reminds me how fortunate I am to have the admins I do. (Let’s, um… let’s just keep that last part between us – I don’t need them getting too cocky about it.)

And just to wrap things up nicely, here’s a blast from the past worthy of a second (or third, or fourth) look…

Closing the Educator Equity Gap (May 2015) – “Here’s a classroom with no roof over it. Maybe it collapsed and nobody wanted to fix it. Maybe we saved money by never building it in the first place. But every time it rains, the water pours right into the classroom and the teacher and the students get soaked. ‘Well, there’s your problem,’ says some bureaucratic wizard. ‘The students are wet because the teacher is wet. Get a dry teacher in there and everything will be super-duper.'”

If for some strange reason you don’t follow Peter Greene and Curmudgucation, you need to get on that. Otherwise, you totally don’t even love the children, the future, or America. 

Have an amazing week.

Strictly Ballroom

Entrance Videos (Updated)

Blue Cereal Entrance

Update (8/3/15)  

I’m a little late on announcing the results, but they were suprisingly close – and cast with passion! I like that. The Final Tally:

We Care A Lot (Faith No More) – 18 votes

Let The Day Begin (Black Rebel Motorcycle) – 19 votes

Because I’m Awesome (The Dollyrots) – 20 votes. My NEW Official Entrance Video! I’m giddy. (Videos posted below)

I was actually a bit worried there might be a tie until a late email vote was cast – and by someone with whom I’m not entirely sure I’ve ever interacted before. So… intrigue and drama to spare!

Now, the Edu-Blogger Entrance Video Challenge:

What’s YOUR Entrance Video? And I’m warning you, peeps – if you don’t choose, I might just choose one for you. If that sounds like a good way to do it, you obviously haven’t been following this blog very carefully.

This challenge is issued to all #oklaed peeps, whether regular bloggers or not (it can be a Classroom Entrance Video). It is additionally extended to edu-bloggers at large, including some of you legit, big-name types who really should have thought of this before. I mean, what do you DO over at those name-brand major blogs all the time? It’s summer – what is there to SAY about education until, like, Labor Day?

Let’s get rolling folks. I’ll compile and begin posting as responses roll in.

( Original Post Begins Here ↓↓↓ )

Here’s the thing.

I’m working on a post about Sam Patch, whose claim to fame was jumping from waterfalls as a form of socio-economic protest. I’m also looking forward to a very cool guest blog from one of the most amazing young ladies on the interwebs. I still need to expand the Pedagogy page, and I’m behind on some of my reading and research. Oh – and there’s this series on the Tulsa Race Riots I keep coming back to without quite figuring out how I want it to go.

But I can’t stop thinking how much I need an entrance video.

‘Need’ might be a little strong, but ‘want’ sounds so selfish – and you know all I do here is for YOU, and for THE CHILDREN. So maybe what I should say is that I want an entrance video to better help prepare and guide YOU, my Eleven Faithful Followers (#11FF) and to then – by proxy – better inspire and enlighten the children.

For those of you who have no idea what I’m talking about, most WWE Superstars (yes, that’s ‘professional wrestling’) have an entrance song and video which kicks in as they enter the viewable part of the arena and approach the ring. The tone, lyrics, and visual choices of each video quickly shape the basic character and style of each performer for anyone who may not be familiar with these personalities. It also stirs crowd reaction, both positive and negative (and in the WWE, even negative is positive – the only bad reaction is when there’s little or no reaction). Entrance videos are the bomb.

I want one.

Here, I’ll show you what I mean. Don’t worry, these aren’t full videos – just clips of a half-dozen or so in order to give you the idea.

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But I’m torn. There are songs I’d definitely adapt as my own, but whose videos aren’t really me at all. There are different aspects to my depth and wisdom which some tracks capture better than others. I’m such a complex and enriching creature to experience, it’s hard to know which elements to emphasize. In a way, it’s a shame to limit me at all.

But I want one.

I’ve narrowed it down to three, and I’m opening the floor for voting. The first 12 people who vote via Twitter (make sure you tag me so I’ll know) will receive a coveted Blue Cereal Education #11FF Steaming Hot Nectar Receptacle. It’s the coffee cup so cool, it deserves it’s own entrance video.

But I’ll take as many votes as Twitter can stand between now and July 31st, at which point I’ll announce the results and decree as my very own whichever video has won. I’ll use it every time, um… well, I’ll bring it up whenever there’s…

It will be my new, official entrance video. Shut up.

AND… HEADS UP TO OTHER EDU-BLOGGERS. On August 1st, along with the announcement, I’ll be challenging every #oklaed blogger and many of you beyond the trappings of my poor state to choose an entrance song and/or video yourselves, to be compiled in a separate post. I’m going to be quite belligerent about it, so start working on the idea NOW, kids. (I’m looking at you, Robertson. Don’t make me come over there.)

If you DON’T choose, there’s always the danger I’ll take suggestions from others, or choose myself. Do you really want to risk where THAT could go?

But for now, my narrowed list – the three final contenders…

“We Care A Lot” – Faith No More (this is one is my favorites, lyrics and generational issues-wise, but the video is a tiny bit… not quite me. Or worse, maybe it is.)

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“Let The Day Begin” – Black Rebel Motorcycle (I almost went with the original from The Call, but this video supports the lyrics in an interesting way, and it’s edgier, like me. Nothing personal. Rob.)

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“Because I’m Awesome” – The Dollyrots (because $#%* the establishment, let’s Pop Punk Against The Machine – am I right? Am I? Hello? Anyone?)

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I look forward to your comments and participation. Yes, you – specifically. Because you’re awesome.