>The frugal and green teacher: room decor edition

>One more sign of a frugal and green teacher: low- and no-cost room decor. First, train pictures illustrate our theme of “All Aboard the Fourth Grade Express!” The pictures are from an old calendar.

Demonstrate expectations like headings for written work and make a poster from the demo. Materials: two scraps of chart paper, a piece of leftover tagboard, and a blank flash card. Yes, I often use book characters as examples. It’s a literary and entertaining attention-getter.

And the fall foliage, large size, scavenged from the give-aways when another teacher retired. These are two-sided; they look great from the school’s front lawn.


Then there’s poster fun: using tagboard already in stock, an overhead projector, and clip art, a little creativity makes a world of difference and saves a bunch of money.

Is there more in the NaBloPoMo edition of the Frugal and Green Teacher? You’ll have to click back next Monday to find out.

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>Think locally: economic impact of the NFL

>Family and friends know that I back the Green Bay Packers, win or lose. I dress in their colors from head to toe. Chuck earns a portion of his income at Lambeau Field each year. We’re not season ticket holders; the legendary waiting list is too long to consider. We take our enjoyment of the game in our living rooms, texting or g-chatting our reactions to La Petite on her college campus.

La Petite spent her first nine years living in the shadow of Lambeau Field, on the corner of Oneida Street and the aptly-named Stadium Drive. She learned to ride a bike in the Packers’ parking lot, and learned about entrepreneurship with her lemonade stand during training camp. She’s in her twenties now and training to be a photojournalist, and she spent a day job-shadowing at a pre-season game. That’s one awesome “Take Your Kid to Work Day!”


Now one of my favorite green sites has recognized the economic value of a local football team. Most NFL teams belong to a single wealthy investor. The Green Bay Packers belong to individual stockholders, among them many Wisconsin residents. The stock has emotional value only; no dividends. Stockholders attend an annual meeting (at Lambeau Field, of course), but have no say in team decisions.

Mother Nature Network posts green news and views every day. This weekend, they included a guest post about local economies and, you guessed it, the Green Bay Packers. Win or lose on the field, the team has a great impact on the people of Green Bay and Wisconsin.

When you add into the equation the idea that Chuck does most of his Christmas shopping at the Packer Pro Shop, it’s easy to see the impact. I think I’ll go get our cheesehead hat and get ready to watch them play the Cowboys! Cringe. Wisconsin native Tony Romo might just tear my green and gold team to pieces.

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>The frugal and green teacher: reading edition

>Another sign of a frugal and green teacher: books procured through Paperbackswap.com. Our grade’s theme is trains, so I entered “trains” in the search box and clicked “children’s” for genre. I ordered ten books, all good quality literature, at a variety of reading levels. My students love them. This is a rare day; most of the time, these books are in someone’s desk.

The USA Pop-up books, however, were in the Target dollar aisle a few years ago. I bought five. Hmmm… I see four in the picture. One is in a desk somewhere, and I’m sure the kiddo is enjoying reading it!
Tune in next week for the next episode of The Frugal and Green Teacher, NaBloPoMo edition!

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>On being self-sufficient

>A city family, even in a small city, will be dependent on the grocery store and the basic utilities. The question nagging in the back of my head is this: How much of that is really necessary?

It’s a small city lot that makes room for my garden behind the garage, a plot that has gotten a little larger over the years we’ve lived here. We grow a small amount of our food here, more a supplement than a significant amount of the family food supply.

I haven’ t learned to can — yet. I bought some of the supplies I need, and decided that next summer my project will be jam. The raspberries in the backyard yield almost nothing, and what little ripens goes to the birds before we even know it’s there. But I do have rhubarb, and we have the farmers’ market. Market strawberries, backyard rhubarb, and maybe raspberries and blueberries will make some J for our PBJs next summer.

I blanched and froze beans this year, both green and yellow, and a little bit of sweet corn, too. I have cartons of frozen rhubarb and grated zucchini frozen for winter baking. Soup stocks, turkey and chicken and beef, share the freezer space with the vegetables. When it’s time to cook, I’ll reach in the freezer instead of adding a commercially made mix to the crockpot.

The freezer is small, though. When Chuck picked it out, he wasn’t thinking of putting up enough food for the winter. He and I both thought it would just be a convenience. Now, a few years later, I wonder if we need a larger one. But do we? What am I really planning?

If we grew or bought from the farmers’ market more of our produce, we wouldn’t need to buy it from the grocery store. It would cost less purchased in season, and taste great when we cook it. It would be mainly organic, introducing fewer chemicals into our systems.

We could look into getting a dehydrator, something I’ve only read about. We have the storage space in the basement, but it’s a bit damp in fall and spring. Is it suitable for dried food? Need more research before I go farther with that angle.

Back to canning. Many vegetables and fruits become ripe just when I’m starting school, and it’s just about impossible to spend the prep time in the kitchen that’s really necessary. Or is it? Could I do enough of the work in July and early August to make this happen? I don’t know.

My kitchen is so small it’ll be hard to make room for a major process. Blanching the beans took up (I am not kidding) close to half the counter space.

But really, if we picked up another medium sized freezer, an upright perhaps, we wouldn’t need to go shopping every week. We’d be able to pick up milk and orange juice and bunny food, buy meat in bulk on sale, but the veggies and fruits would be in the house already.

I’m dreaming, but it’s a dream that could work out in the end. We’re city people, so we’re not going to put up a chicken house in the backyard. We’ll just have to keep buying eggs from Chuck’s coworker who does raise chickens. But learning to make our own jams, freeze our own tomatoes and peppers and herbs, can do more than just season our foods.

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>I’ll pass the test, Mr. President, but give me a chance.

>Dear President Obama;

I’m worried. My state, like many others, is in a budget crisis, and it’s affecting education. Wisconsin is one of many who covet a piece of the economic stimulus pie. To stand a chance, however, we’d have to change laws. Important laws. Laws that govern how I do my job – and how to evaluate if I’m doing it right.

Mr. President, in order to be eligible for stimulus money, test scores must be used as part of teacher evaluations. That’s where I get nervous.

You see, Mr. Obama, I teach in a unique neighborhood. The gap between the Haves and the Have-Nots is huge. You name it, I teach kids who’ve lived it. Poverty. Homelessness. Abuse, physical and otherwise. English Language Learners who read at a kindergarten level – in fourth grade. Transient families who move at least twice each year. Families who care about their children and want them to learn, but struggle to pay the rent and put food on the table, with no energy left for homework assistance, no money for books.

This is a great school with a great staff. We’re not shy about accountability. Sit in on a staff meeting and you’ll hear us discuss ways to do more with less- less money, less time, less respect.

However, we can’t control our raw product. If I were producing paper and received an inferior load of pulpwood, I’d refuse to accept it. If I ran a restaurant and my supplier brought me poor quality meat, I’d send it back. I can’t control my class list; I have to teach them all, reach them all. That challenge is a part of the joy of my work.

I speak for many teachers when I say we want all children to succeed. We continue to work with each child, finding time when there is none, motivating those who are incredibly behind to make as much progress as possible. I’d love to see the child who reads like a second grader improve to a fifth grade level on my watch. I’ll work toward that goal every minute that this young person is in my class. But if this child fails a state test one day, a test mandated by the folks in some faraway city, should it hurt my career? My paycheck? My job security? My reputation?

If the child with Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder runs out of medicine the day of the test, please don’t blame me for the way her scores drop when she can’t focus. I want her to succeed even more than she does. When the bipolar student hits a major depression, let me help him get counseling and medical care; don’t force me to force him to fill in the bubbles on a high-stakes exam.

President Obama, please rethink this part of your program. Instead of No Teacher Left Untested, let’s apply stimulus money toward leaving no child behind.

Sincerely,

Daisy

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>Random thoughts on browsing the newspaper

>A small feature in the state section notes that homeowners are using less water. The Public Service Commission found that we residential Wisconsinites are using 7% less water than we used to use. Maybe the rain barrel craze is helping with that number.

In the National section: For those without a job, Labor Day is just another day in the struggle. For laid off teachers and school paraprofessionals, it’s a reminder that the school year is starting without them. It’s not that they’re not necessary; the fact is that budgets are too tight to hire enough staff to fully meet student needs.

The editorial cartoon by Joe Heller reminded me of what I heard on NPR the other day: the H1N1 cases we know are just the tip of the iceberg.

Preparedness is a balancing act. I’m stocking the freezer and the medicine cabinet, washing my hands frequently, and in general taking all the precautions I can to prevent H1N1 from devastating my family. I’ll be prepared, but I’m not going to worry outright until it happens close to home.

One commentary writer put the Obama speech in perspective with a satirical column asking “How dare Obama urge kids to succeed?” Really, folks. How did this planned short speech take on such conspiratorial tones? It’s not a campaign, it’s not a dramatic town meeting on health care reform. Whether your family supports President Obama or not, it’s time to respect the office if not the man. Let’s teach our children to listen and think and interpret what they hear rather than to plug their ears and shut out the elected leader of the free world.

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>The various moods around town

>A thriving locally owned business encouraged re-use of 6 pack holders and suggested the purchase of a local product. If you’re wondering what a “yokel” is, no, it’s not a Yooper, it’s a kind of beer by the New Glarus brewing company….

…the same company that brews Fat Squirrel and Spotted Cow.
Later on, we saw this sign of the times; empty store, business closed, sign gone.


This vacant storefront was only a block away from the Spotted Cow Crossing.


But later, this truck turned off the highway in front of my minivan: a student driver in the professional truck driver program at the local technical college. Someone, somehow, is training for a new career.

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>Money doesn’t grow on trees or in the ATM

>Two years ago, I posted a few basic guidelines for going back to school with the three Green Rs; Reduce, Reuse, and Recycle. Buying school supplies is also a good time to teach children about the value of money. Back to School sales employ all kinds of marketing. Does this student really need that Hannah Montana backpack or perfect purple polka-dot gym shoes?

Teaching any good lesson requires a balance of theory and meaningful practice. A good source for money theory is the Moneywi$e eLearning tool developed by Capitol One and Consumer Action, a national consumer advocacy group. Available in English or Spanish, this online course of study has audio and video lessons to help learn how credit works and how to be a smart consumer.

Amigo worked part time for the first time this year. He participated in a six week long employment program at our state school for the blind where he learned about interviewing, taking public transportation, packing his own lunch, and then actually worked several days a week for a real paycheck. He enjoyed working, bonded well with his boss and coworkers, and came home with stories galore to tell his parents. In addition to working, he and his pals stayed in a dorm where they did their own laundry, cooked and cleaned up, and handled themselves independently with the minimal assistance of the adult supervisors and teachers.

One of the most important pieces of this program was the experience of managing his own money. Teens in the program made regular trips to the grocery store, the mall, and more. Some of his purchases included a ladle for his collection of unique kitchen utensils and a case of (are you ready for this?) individual packages of hot and spicy Cheetos. Yikes! He packed one in his lunch each day, snacked on them after work, and then donated the rest to an end-of-program party in the dorm. I’m just happy he didn’t eat them all in one sitting.

Now that he’s had a taste of earning money, we’ll work even harder to teach Amigo the value of those dollars in his wallet. Moneywi$e may be a good way to help him learn that his income is finite, has limits, and needs to balance with his expenses.

If you’d like a shorter course of action, follow @TeachingMoney on Twitter for short snippets of financial wisdom in 140 characters or fewer. For more posts with details on Back to School money management, look to Parent Bloggers Network. ‘Tis the season for the sales, and I’m not alone in posting to this valuable topic.

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>Whose job is it to get a job?

>New Yorker Trina Thompson is suing Monroe College for a tuition refund because she can’t find a job. She accuses the office of Career Advancement at the college for not doing enough to help her.

The zucchini is piling up in my kitchen, the mountain of laundry is growing, and my barren classroom is calling me to start preparing for school to start, but this headline stopped me in my tracks. Blaming the college? Really? Where did this philosophy come from?

I have a hard time taking Thompson’s case seriously. She graduated in April. She’s applying for jobs along with people with years of experience, people laid off from their previous positions. Our economy is bad. Bad, with a capital B-A-D. It’s a dog eat dog world out there, and she doesn’t seem to understand that it’s not the college’s responsibility to build her a lovely air conditioned doghouse.

According to Thompson, the counselors are supposed to call potential employers and recommend recent graduates. The career counselors, in her view, should be asking ” Can you interview this person?” They’re not doing that, and therefore she blames them for her unemployment.

Listen, recent grads, counselors are in their positions to counsel, to teach students how to conduct a job search. They’re not there to call employers, make connections, network in the field, or work the room. In short, college career counselors don’t do the work. The graduate does. More accurately, the graduates do their own career search.

I remember a career counselor telling us, “The job search will be your first job. Plan to spend 20 hours a week on it while you’re finishing your last year of school. When you graduate, plan to spend 40. Searching for a job is going to become your full time job.”

She wasn’t kidding.

Years past my graduation, after working at different jobs that paid little but widened my experience, I went back to college to expand my teaching license and increased my options. Teaching jobs were hard to get, and I knew that. I put at least 20 hrs a week into the search at first, building in more hours as time went on. I made copies at Kinko’s at night after my kids were in bed. I bought stamps so often that the post office staff knew me by name. I kept records and followed up on interviews. Upon finishing my student teaching internship (and earning a cumulative 3.8 GPA), I substitute taught for a year and a half before getting a job offer: a part time offer. Two half-days a week: a 20% contract. I took that contract, got laid off, called back, then used my foot in the door (foot? more like a big toe) to strategically maneuver my way into a full time position.

Thompson is suing for emotional distress after an unsuccessful search – four months long. She complains that with her 2.7 GPA (a C+ average), employers ought to be pounding on her door at the urging of her college career counselors, begging her to interview with them.

Really? Give me a break. With a sense of entitlement like hers, I pity the eventual employer who puts her on staff. If they’re looking for accountability and personal responsibility, they won’t find it in Trina Thompson.

As for personal responsibility, don’t even get me started on the kid who set himself on fire after watching YouTube….guess who his mother blames?

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>Shopping ’till your husband drops

>Shoe shopping. I enjoy it, La Petite loves it. Husband tolerates it; Amigo hates it. I handled shoe shopping with both boys recently. With Amigo it was enter the store, go directly to the dept., try on two pair, choose the best, checkout, leave. Immediately. Grumpy teenager and tolerant- going-on-grumpy mom survived again.

Husband was similar. He tried on a few pair, chose the pair that worked and fit, then got ready to check out. I managed to walk him through another department so I could get some cloth napkins on sale, and then we checked out. We had success on both counts: picture below.


Imagine my surprise when we were in a Nordstrom Rack store looking for a wallet and he voluntarily walked into the shoe department and picked up a colorful pair of Converse All Star sneakers! La Petite is a connoisseur of Chuck Taylor (“chucks” in her words), and he thought it might be fun to wear “cool” shoes.

Husband? Trying on shoes? Voluntarily? By choice? I had to sit down. Then I pulled out the camera to document the occasion. Maybe I should stop calling him Husband and rename him – Chuck! What do you think, dear?


He bought them. Yes, she was surprised. She was a little impressed, too. She should be: at 22, she’s influenced her father’s wardrobe! Now if I can keep her from nominating me for What Not to Wear….

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