Life changes all too quickly.

I’m fighting a virus. Bronchial cough, cold, headache, and exhaustion all together in one package. This is the first major illness since I left the contagion that is regular public school to teach virtual. Based on that, Chuck thinks it’s a computer virus. Ha. Ha. Cough.

My television interview might finally air locally. I’m not sure what angle the reporter will take; she seemed to be a bit scattered. I think I sent her in the direction of the PR that we really wanted, rather than focusing on me.

Amigo is coming home. The Hogwarts program is excellent, but he is simply not fully ready to live and cope on his own. It’s heart wrenching for all of us.

Laundry. These usual chores don’t go away, even when the world is spinning in reverse. I’m sitting next to the humidifier while the washer spins.

Parent-teacher conferences happen this week. At our school, we put in the hours, but we meet or call very few parents. Why? We are in touch with them regularly as it is. Our virtual school’s structure increases communication with students and parents. It’s one of my favorite parts of teaching at WCA.

Meanwhile, I’m looking for comfort food. Chicken soup, perhaps, to soothe the body and all of our aching souls.

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Hogwarts, reprised

We moved Amigo into Gryffindor Tower today –  I mean, we moved Amigo into his apartment for the duration of his session at the training center for the blind. Why Gryyffindor? You don’t think I’d land him in Slytherin, do you? Be realistic, you muggles, you. Here’s a memoir of our first visit to Hogwarts in August.

The Hogwarts Express, Part I:

We called a cab to take us from our hotel near all the modern travel amenities (like the airport and the Mall of America) to the NFB Training Center in Minneapolis. Amigo is planning to attend one of the centers, and this one is high on the list. The taxi driver, however, wasn’t so enlightened. He fiddled with his GPS, asked us if we were sure of the address, and called his central office before he could get us on the road. When we got to the destination, I realized why he couldn’t figure it out on his own.

A long fence…

We walked along the stone (concrete?) fence and saw —

lions? tigers? bears? dragons?

…these creatures guarding the gates. Then up the steps to the front entrance:

I’m not sure what’s guarding the main door, but it’s big and ornate. Looking more closely, we saw this.

Can you hear it? The door carving is moaning, “Ebenezer…. Ebenezer Scrooge…”

Oops, wrong British novelist. Anyway, the mood was set.

The cabbie must have been a Muggle. The mansion was obviously Minnesota’s answer to Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry, bewitched such that ordinary non-magical folk would never know it was there. If he could have seen the mansion, he might have seen this.

Never Tickle Sleeping Dragons.

There are too many details to share in just one post. Stay tuned: you’ll enjoy more of the Midwest’s answer to Hogwarts. Just wait. I need another butterbeer to quench my thirst before I continue.

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Teachers & Skills

It was one of the average days at the lunch table and an average teacher conversation these days – what to do if we get laid off, our salaries go down, the governor gets his way, or all of the above. It was the kind of day when we reflected on our own capabilities and wondered aloud where our futures might lead.

One of the more productive discussions came about through mention of LinkedIn. Many of us have LinkedIn accounts, but few of us are actively using the site. This discussion led (all discussions lead somewhere until we turn at the fork in the road) to skills and resumes.

Teachers, we realized, develop many professional skills beyond classroom teaching. Heck, we virtual teachers learned new ways of delivering instruction as soon as we stepped in the door. When I opened my LinkedIn account and started to check off skills, I was pleasantly surprised. As we sat around the table and listed each other’s strengths, we started feeling more confident and even a little calmer.

Time management. Prioritizing. Meeting deadlines. Learning new software and doing it quickly. Organization. Keeping records. Analyzing. Reading. Writing. Making coffee. Okay, I slipped that one in just for fun.

The point, if our lunch table group had a point, was that we are skilled professionals. We’re not “just” teachers. We teach and we do much more. If public education goes south in a handbasket, each one of us will find a way to make a living, pay the bills, and feed the family.

And if public education crashes and burns under stupid state programs, er, ineffective policies, the children of today and tomorrow will suffer. And that, my friends, is the real loss.

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Read it again! And again!

When I write for Connections Academy’s national blog, my drafts go through at least three other people before I see a “final” draft that’s ready for my approval. This time I made a few more changes. I moved two sentences in order to practice what I preach in class and keep the content of a paragraph related to the topic sentence. I asked (politely, but I did ask) that most of the exclamation points be changed to periods, as it really didn’t sound like “my voice” the way it was. To be totally truthful, I felt like it read like a late-night ad on TV. “Buy before midnight and you’ll get two! Two for the price of one! And a wall holder, too! Such a deal!”

Finally, I chose a title from the SEO-generated list. I refused to choose one that singled out Moms with no mention of Dads or other extended family. I preferred the title that used the word Power, but I didn’t want to specify children, either, so I added my two cents to the title as well.

Believe it or not, the corporate social media gurus accepted my suggestions and my request for calmer punctuation so the content could speak for itself. Here it is, readers, Daisy’s latest post on the education front.

The Power of Rereading with Kids of All Ages

Enjoy! Like! Tweet! Pin!

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The Joy of Less; Minimalizing continues

Month two of Mother Nature Network’s Responsible Living project is Cooking the Basics. We’re already on track for that, so I’ll see what we can do to improve.

Things you can make yourself instead of buying: we do many of these, including pizza crust. Pizza crust from my bread machine is the best. Top it with a light sauce and some home-grown oregano – drool worthy.

Local foods in midwinter: The canning part is going well. With pickles, salsa, applesauce, and of course the best jams in the family, we have a good stock of local foods in the basement. This section, though, reminded me that I can buy and store produce without refrigeration. I bought several (a very heavy bag full!) acorn and butternut squash in September. In my cool-to-cold back hallway, they kept well. We ate the last one after Christmas. Next year, I might expand on this concept.

Books! Books! Alice Waters’ The Art of Simple Food is now on my wish list on the swap site. So is Lucid Food; Cooking for an Eco-Conscious Life. These two sound like good browsers and the kind of book that’ll stay on my shelf rather than get swapped away again.

Well, readers, it does feel a little hopeless to attempt green living when there’s more white stuff coming to cover the ground. I’m glad I read this article because it was encouraging. I found new ideas that are possible, even in the depths of winter.

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Purging and Decluttering continues

Spell checker doesn’t recognize Decluttering as a word. Get used to it, WordPress, it’s going to be a regular term around here.

I managed to get rid of two boxes of miscellaneous, as the thrift stores call it. Two boxes out of the way! That’s a good start. Then we attacked La Petite’s room. It’s going to become a guest room slash office – mainly an office for me. When I approach a project and consider blogging the process, I almost always forget the “before” pictures. This time I have “before” photos, but we haven’t reached the “after” stage yet. Observe – if you dare.

trashy card table pretending it’s a nightstand

The View of the Floor

Buttercup loved playing with (and chewing on) the large boxes we’d stashed in here. Upon the onset of Operation Office, we discovered that she had also shredded large pieces of styrofoam packaging material. Clean-up, shall we say, was not fun.

These, then, are the “before” pictures. “After” might be a while. Right now, the card table is just a stashing place for all things awaiting La Petite. The bed has been moved to a different space, and two of Amigo’s bean bag chairs have made their way in to live on the rug. I suppose this is the “during” stage.

Readers, if we ever reach the finished product, I’ll take pictures. Really.

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Franken-vouchers

She couldn’t stay quiet for long. Grandma Daisy is back, less than a week after the annual budget talk by so-called Governor Walker.

Fiddle-dee-dee. Tomorrow will be another day.

As God is my witness, I thought turkeys could fly!

Big Brother is watching.  

All animals are equal, but some animals are more equal than others.

Wilbur didn’t want food, he wanted love.

I have created a monster!

 

Well, grandkids, all of these are lines from classic books. Let’s see how many you or your mother can identify. What? So few? What are they teaching these days — never mind.

Let’s look at the last one. Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein,  of course. Truth be told, though, young ones, this particular quote isn’t a direct quote from the novel. It’s kind of like crediting  Buzz Lightyear with “To infinity and beyond!” when he only said it twice in the first Toy Story movie.

The truth is that Shelley’s work inspired the phrase.  An English teacher I knew (they’re always handy when you need a good literature quote) mentioned that there is no exact quote in which Dr. Frankenstein says or another character says that he/you have created a monster–it’s more of a thematic draw from the overall text. Frankenstein warns the man who meets him at the end of his life how “dangerous is the acquisition of knowledge,” as a way of saying, “Just because you can, doesn’t mean you should!” in keeping with the “created a monster” idea.

So, young ones, back to the budget. Governor Talks-a-lot claimed to have innovative changes for our fair state’s education system. His changes consisted of a straining-at-the-seams budget for public schools and a significant increase in a program called Vouchers. Vouchers were grants, money, scholarships paid by the state for students to attend private schools. Private. Not public charters, not home-schooling, but private schools. Governor Walk-on-by ignored the evidence that current voucher schools in Milwaukee were not doing any better then their public counterparts down the road. In fact, if they measured success by the standardized tests of the day, voucher schools did a poorer job of educating their students.

Governor Walk-all-over-you decided that his “innovative education reform” would expand the voucher program into other middling to large-ish cities. Make it bigger. Spread the money around. Around the state, that is. One city, one school district at a time.

The Governor, despite his lack of scientific or educational background, had created a monster. He wanted to open up the private vouchers, damage the state’s education budget, and further gut public schools.

Governor Walkerstein was ready to create his monster. He didn’t have the wisdom of my English teacher friend to tell him that just because he could, didn’t mean he should.

Oh, young ones, it was a tough time to be a teacher. In fact, I could use a cup of coffee. Let’s take a break and talk about classic television. Have you ever seen WKRP in Cincinnati?

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Does quality no longer matter?

Oh, those television people. It was in the Info for an episode of The Revolutionary War on Military Channel.

The British military makes plans to keep New England for themselves in 1977 but fail, and France and Spain send troops to provide assistance to the colonies. No cast information available.

Did you find it? Good. Sometimes it’s harder to find a numerical error than a misspelling.

I still remember an elementary principal reading an inspirational short piece on Secretary of State Colin Powell. The only problem was this: Condeleezza Rice was Secretary of State at the time. Colin Powell had already retired from the post. You guessed it, people, I didn’t have a lot of respect for that administrator.

Accuracy. It’s missing so often. When I grade a student lower because of spelling mistakes and his mother says “But we spell checked it!” I wonder if they really know the difference between herd and heard, piece and peace. Peas, too, for that matter. You know, visualize whirled peas. If not peas-ful, it’s at least tasty.

Then there are the half-hearted guesses on tests. What was the impact of the battle of the Alamo? “A lot of people died.” Duh. Read the book.

Or this, on a high school level: the student was to compare the effects of the Western economy on China in the 19th century. The 1800s, folks. Bear witness to an actual studnet answer.

The effects of western and Chinese economy are quite apparent. The Chinese population is very large with millions of people. Where as the westernized economy is the same way, but with less people per acre. The western economy is going to overall cost more because of the fact that people are paid more to make less. Where as in china at the current time there are many more people who get paid next to nothing to make crap to be shipped to america and sold.

Maybe this student will grow up to work for the Military Channel writing Info pieces.

Ah, this post is getting more snarky than humerus – er, humorous. Armed with a graduate degree and a sense of sarcasm, I will shut down the computer and face the whirled – er, world.


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Flu Family History

I was searching and sorting and purging a pile of papers and I found this, a predecessor to Monday’s post. It’s on a scrap of yellow legal pad, so it probably rose from the ashes of a school staff meeting or staff development. This piece wasn’t for the CDC. In fact, I’m pretty sure I wrote it pre-blog. To make it current, it would need almost no changes.

You know the flu has taken over when:

  • Chicken soup and cinnamon toast make a meal.
  • The phone rings and the teenager doesn’t move.
  • The blind family member identifies people by their coughs rather than their voices.
  • The dishwasher is full of glasses and bowls because no one is eating real meals.
  • Each sick person carries around his/her own box of tissue.
  • Suddenly the supply of Tylenol and ibuprofen in the medicine cabinet looks woefully under stocked.

The above list was written with a sense of – well, something close to gallows humor, if I remember correctly. Since that year, all of us have stayed up to date on flu shots. Get your own flu vaccine, people. It’s not too late.

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