A Quotation, from Horace Mann

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Tony Rose for Little Rock School Board, Zone Four

A Library Dream

(Photo by Benjamin Krain.)

I just woke up from an afternoon nap, and was having a strange dream. It was the beginning of Summer, and I was working on a second master’s degree at UALR — and working at the UALR Ottenheimer Library again, where I worked in real life from 1988 to 1992, as an undergraduate. It was my first day back in the job, and I was getting there at about 12:45, with my shift starting at 1:00 pm. I was also bringing a fancy pot for a pepper plant. Upon arrival, I put all my stuff away, said hello to Tony (my boss there, and a friend), looked at the schedule, and saw, to my dismay, that I was supposed to be there from 7:00 am to noon. I wasn’t early — I was very late! There was nothing left to do but apologize to Tony, which I did. At that point, I woke up.

Deadname Trans Kids, or Lose Your Jobs, Arkansas Teachers! Here’s a Legal Way to Push Back.

A new law in Arkansas is going to force teachers to “deadname” their trans students when school starts next month, unless we have parental consent to use their new, preferred name. To say I’m angry about this would be an understatement. I’m caught between doing the right thing for the students I serve, and staying out of trouble because of extremist anti-trans laws the Arkansas Legislature passed just a few weeks ago. This is not a comfortable situation.

However, there is a way we teachers can legally show our support for our trans kids: by putting the stuffed shark Blåhaj (pronounced “blaw-high”), a new trans icon, on display in our classrooms. It marks our classrooms as safe places for trans students. For more detail regarding this soft, plushy, stuffed shark, simply follow this link: https://www.newsweek.com/how-ikea-shark-became-trans-icon-1753400?fbclid=IwAR3HSIw2l6fgV-zjkvuLsBkjClva_ACuZkPY4x3xcmLCPLJBLXzarC9XA9o.

I was awarded an AVID badge yesterday, which certifies that I am a teacher who has received AVID training. Here’s the badge:

This training was quite valuable, and more information about the AVID way of teaching can be found at www.avid.org. AVID stands for “Advancement Via Individual Determination.” Most of the team from my school flew both ways, but my wife (also a teacher) and I drove there and back from central Arkansas. Thanks are owed to Elton John, Sheryl Crow, Bob Dylan, Amanda Palmer, NPR, and the Beatles for providing most of the soundtrack for the trip, which was around nine hours each way.

Logically, schools are in one of two situations: they either have started AVID training (which I just completed, in San Antonio, Texas) for the faculty, or they haven’t. I’ve received local training in it for about four years, and have heard a lot about it, but it didn’t congeal in my mind as a coherent approach to teaching until we attended this regional-level training event in San Antonio. Now that I’ve fully bought into it, I next need to work on, in my head, a thoughtful examination of the five elements of the WICOR strategies for implementing instruction which are at the core of AVID. This will provide me with a firm foundation from which to navigate being part of an AVID school in the year that starts next month. The letters in WICOR correspond to the foundational skills of Writing, Inquiry, Collaboration, Organization, and Reading. I’ll be adding to this foundation with a lot of mathematics and science, of course . . . because that’s what I do.

I’m looking forward to the next school year, which starts in just under one month.

If you haven’t heard of AVID and WICOR, and you’re involved in education, I recommend that your school becomes an AVID school as well. How? Just follow the link above to get started. You won’t regret it.

A Teacher’s Nightmare

I just had the craziest dream. I was back at Jacksonville High School, or rather an amalgamation of JHS and Mayflower High, both Arkansas schools where I used to teach. It was the beginning of a new school year. I was expecting about 20 students for my first period Chemistry class, which would have been no big deal. Instead, I kept finding additional students of mine in adjacent classrooms, and lab rooms, all with me for first period, but with some taking Chemistry, some Physical Science, some for Principles of Technology (whatever that is), some Biology (in which I’m not even certified), and who knows what else. I was up to about 80 students, and I was just trying to get everyone’s name so I could take attendance for the first day, but they kept moving around, and some of them were giving me fake names. The lab rooms were a mess, with dangerous equipment and chemicals strewn about. One thing I remember distinctly was several small mountains of blue powdered cupric sulfate, out where students could get to them, with no container in sight.

Worse, most of the students I recognized, as students who’d had me before, and had given me a rough time with misbehavior. I woke up at one point, realized I’d been dreaming, and went back to sleep. Big mistake, for I re-entered the same dream, and it got even worse, spiraling completely out of control. I just woke up again, with a splitting headache, and now I’m drinking coffee, to treat the headache, and keep me from falling asleep again.

I hate dreams like that!

A Question About Algebra II

This happened over twenty years ago, and it still cracks me up. I’m not going to name the student, but I did provide a clue by using the appropriate school colors.

Richard Feynman, On Learning New Things

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Attention, Teachers of Arkansas!

This is a dangerous time to be a teacher. Each of us needs an organization that looks out for us — and, here in Arkansas, we have one. It’s the AEA (Arkansas Education Association). I’ve been a member for years, and can’t imagine going back to school without my AEA membership, and the protection it offers. The easiest way to join is at this page: https://www.aeaonline.org/join/.

On Reopening Schools

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I didn’t write this — it was shared with me. However, I do agree with it.