A student with two teachers

 I made a monumental decision this week. I picked a retirement date. I have been fighting the good fight for teachers almost 10 years. Along the way I have had some fabulous students and some that needed lots of work. I have loved them all, even the challenging ones. I have never tried to "indoctrinate"  a student to believe the way I do or think the way I do. I have tried to support them in all their endeavors and give them the tools to think for themselves and evaluate everything. Always ask why. Those questions are important.

The photo at the top of the page is my senior yearbook. I thought I would tell you a little story about my high school experience because the people in power right now are trying to take that away from children.

I had been educated early in Department of the Defense schools. You can imagine that those might be pretty conservative. They weren't or I don't remember them to be. I learned to read and write, explore and ask why.

When I moved home and became a student at Lakeland High School, I had a variety of classes. They ranged from Black History/Literature to Business Math. I had a language class in German and one in American Short Stories, World Geography and Psychology. The two that I am writing about actually are about the teachers, opposites if you will, and what I learned.

Beverly Burnsed was a ball of fire. as a teacher. She taught Current Affairs and Language, was the sponsor of Student Government and coordinator of Student activities. She was the tennis coach and she was liberal as the day was long. She signed my yearbook, "Best of everything, Jean, for now and always. Mrs. B." When she left teaching in 1976, she was elected to the Florida Legislature where she served for 12 years and sat on 10 committees. In 1988, she left the legislature and served as Assistant Secretary of State until 1992. She then became the first female vice-president of FSU, which she had graduated from to become a teacher. She retired in 2006 and died in 2019. She was an important teacher to me.

Switch now to my Americanism vs. Communism, a class which was required by the state at the time. Remember, the Cold War was still going on and we hated communism. I believe they ended that class shortly after I had to take it. Mr. Dennis Mason was my teacher. He was also the sponsor of the chess club and the Key Club. If I remember correctly, he was a Vietnam veteran who had been injured and walked with crutches. He was pretty conservative, kind of like my father, also a vet was, but like Mrs. Burnsed, he never tried to force his beliefs on us. He taught us the truth. We talked in class about the war. We discussed the world and the subjects. I don't know if Mr. Mason is still living. He didn't go in to politics as far as my research would show. I hope he is alive and doing well. I hope he is still talking about both sides and compromise. 

I cannot believe what parents are doing to teachers today and I cannot believe that this is how students are going to learn to make decisions on their own. 

I am not sure where this will end. I hope it does not continue to split the country the way it is doing now. I am going to sit back and watch from my recliner. Thank God for Dennis Mason and Beverly Burnsed. They allowed me to learn. Too bad teachers are so handcuffed today by rules and regulations that have more to do with politics than education and that students' education will suffer.

Summer did not bring teaching peace of mind

 Teachers try and regroup emotionally and physically during the summer. This is done in different ways for different teachers. In my case, I try and do lots of PD, lots of pool time and time spent with my dogs.

This year, I found relaxing very hard to do even with meeting all my goals of summer. I did the PD. I lounged in the pool. I spoiled my dogs. I also was exposed to Covid-19, even though I am vaccinated and boosted and wear my mask most places, I came home from a trip to DC and tested positive. This caused me to miss important first days of school and left me feeling a little tired with a feeling of breathlessness that I am having to take medicine for. 

I also came back to a shitstorm of political proportion from both counties I am associated with. I know the conspiracy theory folks, ultra conservative, abortion is murder, stop indoctrinating our students are fighting hard on one side to take over the school boards of the county in which I live and the county in which I teach. 

I know we are fighting hard to retain some semblance of normalcy but even the teacher's union has backed a known person who only wants political control and does not really have our students in his vision. It saddens me but it also makes me angry.

I am old enough to retire should I want to. I turned that old in July. I had always planned on teaching until I was 70, but my understanding at this point is, several of these groups who think we teachers are indoctrinating their children, have vowed to come after any teacher who does not believe the same way they do. They were actually having classes in Tampa a few weeks ago on how to track teachers like me through their social media so they could make sure they were fired from their jobs. All this while Florida is suffering from an extreme shortage of professional teachers.

Now veterans can teach and their families, many with only a high school education. What is going to happen when a snarky teenage girl comes home crying because a teacher insults her in her mind or a snarky teenage boy who accuses one of these macho veterans of putting their hands on them in a negative way and they felt threatened so they ran home to mommy and daddy. Think that won't happen? Just wait. 

So no masks, no real history, nothing that may hurt someone's feelings or you can be sued. Don't mention slavery and make sure the kids understand that everyone was not bad just because they owned humans. They were our founding fathers so we need to revere them. Not discuss their bad sides. 

I am lucky. I teach at a Title 1 school where the parents are much more concerned their children are fed and educated. They don't really care how we do it as long as it gets done. They want to know when their child does good or bad and for the most part, are highly supportive of us. In all my years of teaching, I have only had two parents actually object to something I had taught. 

I may not make it to 70. I am going to try. But these alt right parents who think they own the world and get to make decisions for everyone's child, not just theirs, need to take a pill and chill. You are getting your 15 minutes of fame. Let someone else step in. 

Summer Brings school for teachers

 

For the past two years many school teachers have taken online seminars over the summer to try and keep up with some continuing education which is required for most teachers. If you are like me, you take so much professional development you have extra hours to spare.

I begin next week taking something called Social Studies Workshop: Teaching Social Studies to ELLs which should help me engage my English language learners with history. This is put on by my district and we will be in class from 9-3, Monday through Thursday. I am excited.

The week after I will be in Orlando at the AVID conference. AVID is Achievement Via Individual Determination is a non-profit organization that provides professional learning for educators to close opportunity gaps and improve college and career readiness for high school and middle school students, especially those traditionally underrepresented in higher education.

I then return home until July 10 when I fly out to San Diego for a week at the University of California at San Diego to study SE Asian Art, which should help me formulate better lesson plans when my world history classes resume. 

The final week of the summer I will be in Washington, DC at the Cato Institute. Their Sphere Summit is for teachers to work on Teaching Civic Culture together. I attended the very first one and this one is more developed for secondary school students. They take applicants on a rolling basis and I am excited that I will be able to attend this program because of the valuable things I learned the last time I was in Washington. 

In between, I will spend as much time as I can outside, in the pool and yard and being with my dogs. Summer is a time for teachers to refresh but it is also a time for them to develop better lessons for their students. 

Any of those fools who think we have summers off should just walk a mile in a teacher's shoes. We all know that is not going to happen so have a great summer and I should be back the end of July or so with a column on how summer went and what we are preparing for in the fall. Enjoy!

Reading for children

 

This blog is not about the horrific killing of the children of Uvalde, Texas at Robb Elementary School. After watching this horror happen over and over again, I cannot write about it without becoming so upset, I begin crying.

This leads me to write about another pet peeve of mine, the mistaken idea from some parents that their children will somehow suffer if they read material which has sex, religion, relationships, murder, and most other topics which are deemed unsuitable for children.

Do you see this magazine cover? This is a pretty calm one. No one is half naked and there is no blood on the cover. Compared to some, it is very tame. Of course, the headlines are straight out of the book of  inflammatory language. "New Year's Killing of the Boy-Girl Stripper" and "all he wanted was to chop up Carol."

When I was in fourth grade, I spent the summer in Florida, going back and forth to my grandparent's houses. At my Grandmother Sloan's house, which was in the city of Lakeland,  I was surrounded by romance novels of every kind. From the streets of Paris to London and even Charleston in the beginning, I followed women around in all their escapades where they normally ended up with the prize. (according to the book) 

At my Grandmother Watkins' house, which was in the middle of an orange grove with no air and hot as hell in the summer, I would lay around during the hottest part of the day and read whatever my Aunt Shirley had scattered around. She was the youngest of my father's siblings and she normally had a supply of the above mentioned magazines to read, a few 16 oz. Pepsi's in the refrigerator and plenty of bologna to make fried bologna sandwiches for lunch. 

I had never been told I could not read something that was in either house. Never. So I read everything. Now, before you say I must have been raised in a non-political, non-religious household, where anything went. Not true. I was raised as a Southern Baptist, church every Sunday and Wednesday and I always won the dollar in Sunday School for knowing the book, chapter and verse of every lesson we had. We also had separated classes between boys and girls. 

By the 9th grade, I was reading on a senior in college level. Perhaps parents today might factor in interest when they are determining all the books they deem unfit for  their children to read. Because the schools had just integrated and the students from the black high school had been trying to learn with subpar materials, Civics proved to be a difficult class for them. Because of my reading skills, I surpassed most of the students and was given extra work to do to stay busy. Mrs. TenEyck, my teacher, caught me reading the above book during Civics one day and took it away from me because she said it was not fit for a 9th grader to read. She was going to call my mother. 

My Mom very respectfully told the teacher that I had gotten the book from her bookshelf and her children had never been told they could not read something in the house. She asked for Mrs. TenEyck to please return the book to me and she would make sure I was not reading for pleasure in Civics again. 

I have never forgotten that. I am also still a voracious reader. I believe children should be allowed to flex their reading muscles on things which may interest them whether it is true crime or romance as in my case. Just a side note: my father read westerns. Those bodice ripping, good guy rides in on a white horse, gets the girls and kills the bad guys. I never found interest in them but Daddy carried one in his back pocket all the time. 

Stop limiting your children. They are the ones who then stop reading. They are the ones who end up having to take reading classes because they are so far behind their peers. 

Just another rant to keep my mind off the horrific, unnecessary murder of elementary school children because of politicians who can be bought.

What the end of another school year brings

 

Receiving a graduation announcment from one of my first students, a lovely young woman who is doing great stuff, was another bright spot in the end of this school year. We must grab those bright spots when we can.

When I began teaching, I had no idea of the change which was coming in the political arena. I could not imagine teachers having to deal with even more challenges to their authority, much of it coming from entities which should not even be involved in the process. This includes the new laws concerning things which must be taught and things which we are not supposed to speak of. The threatening of changing a  graduation speech to trying to stop a group of high school students from receiving their yearbooks. 

There are too many things we are supposed to do in school now according to our governor, I cannot list them here because he keeps adding to the list. I continue to be surprised that any of us adults who actually went to public school in Florida received an education since we did not have to worry about things like learning. Our teachers simply taught us. Our parents sent us to school. We did not have these infernal and on-going tests to have to deal with.

But on to great news. The invitation up top was the last thing I received this week. My teacher evaluation came in and although I always feel like I have done a good job, validation is always a good thing. Mine was very good this year.

I, along with our yearbook teacher, have five of our students, who are very deserving, be accepted with full scholarship to a summer journalism week at the University of Florida. I cannot say enough about the director, who has worked with me this week to get applications in and try and keep these students, even ones who turn in things late, on track for acceptance. When I began searching for summer programs for my journalism students, the cost for many can be overwhelming, especially for the students at my school, which is a Title I school. I encouraged them to fill out the scholarship application and see what happened. When they were accepted with full scholarships, these kids were in tears, calling their moms and walking on air. 

I encouraged another student apply for the Close Up Foundation's summer program to spend a week in Washington, DC and apply for a scholarship. She did and received the news she was accepted and would spend a week studying our democracy. She was very excited when she received the news she would get to have dinner with some of our congressional representatives. For a 17 year old, from a small town in Florida, this is a very big deal. 

I try to show my students what is possible if they just apply. From the invitation to the acceptances and all the passing of tests, my students rocked my world this week. I am glad I have a full summer of PD planned, so I don't miss them so much. 

What hangs on your walls?

 

This tee shirt is hanging on my wall in my history classroom. I happened to win it at a history conference by spinning a wheel at the booth for the Reagan Library. I actually voted in this election and not for Reagan. He was not a favorite of mine, but being a history teacher, my classroom allows all different viewpoints to be discussed. 

This poster hangs in my journalism classroom. There is nothing wrong with it. It simply promotes one world. It came from Teaching Tolerance, the educational branch of the Southern Poverty Law Center. They are now known as Learning for Justice and can be checked out here.

Anything wrong with either of these? No. There is not. My classroom exists for learning for everyone. I have some of the most diverse students I have ever had. Should they be exposed to everything I can expose them to? Absolutely.

I had a little accident at a conference last week in which I managed to break my patella. The students with me and the other advisor were so caring and concerned. I wanted for nothing the whole trip, even though I was on crutches and laid up most of the time. These are tough kids; ones who work one and sometimes two jobs, have parents they may not be so proud of, come from very rough neighborhoods and trust me. They feel safe in my presence. They expect me to be honest with them. They expect me to tell the truth about the world. They live in a tough society and they don't want sugarcoated. 

When my district or my admins decide that I cannot hang on my walls, anything which may not be politically correct in their eyes, they had best not pull it off my walls or tell me to take it down. Shades of indoctrination. Isn't that what teachers are being accused of? 

If you want your constituents to grow up even more angry and bitter, who will become voters because I was their teacher, will change the world because they want a better one for their children, keep going on this war against teachers. In the end, you will lose and the students will win. 

Handling Disney all wrong

 I do not like Disney. I have not been to Disney since my son was a very small child and he will be 44 in June. I have never made any excuses about why I don't like Disney: what they have been allowed to do to the state of Florida; how Walt Disney sold his idea to the Florida legislature and the impact this one company has had on the destruction of our state. 

I have written about the book Florida's own Carl Hiaasen wrote about this travesty, "Team Rodent" and no one really cared. They have their own little dictatorship going and the state and the people who make so much money off the service people never raised an eyebrow. They developed land which should have been left wild, demolished beautiful rolling orange groves to have manicured lawns full of bushes trimmed to look like Disney characters and agreed to pay for roads and infrastructure as long as they were allowed to go about their business. They provided low paying jobs, most entry level, attracted other business who do the same and everyone loved them, including all the politicians. Trying to hold Disney accountable was certain death to political aspirations. 

Now here comes big business, let them eat cake, Ron Desantis and his minions in the Florida legislature who believe selling the soul of Florida and riling up his voting block about emotional issues to keep everything in the state influx, has decided to speak out against The Mouse. They don't agree with the new "Don't Say Gay" policy and asked him to not sign the bill. He is using his political office to punish a private business for disagreeing with his political policies. Shades of destroying our Constitution. 

Why do his cronies agree? Ever seen the people who are going to end of paying all this bill? Have you seen the demographics of Orange County? With Florida in the midst of not only a rent/mortgage crisis, we also have homeowner's insurance issues. This  thanks to another policy which the governor has allowed to happen and that gives the insurance companies even more power over what they charge people. 

Do I believe we should begin the process of taking some of Disney's power away? Absolutely. Do I think the governor has the right to punish a business for disagreeing with him? Absolutely not. Let's go about this the right way. Not the way of a dictator.