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School Year Wrap Up: 2014 Report Card Comments June 23, 2014

Filed under: education,humor,school,teaching — peachyteachy @ 6:46 pm
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Imagine, if you will, that you are a teacher in an urban elementary school.  For the past ten months it has been your duty to systematically improve the outcomes of twenty-some little less-than-nine-year-olds.  Pants have been wet.  Spider monkey howls have been howled. Swaths of duct tape have hovered within centimeters of certain lips. I only alluded once out loud to a possible need to wear Pull-Ups to school due to frequent “I have a true emergency” pleas. If you do not see the miracle in the fact that students and teacher are still standing, you clearly need to watch more episodes of The Simpsons.

And so, the time has come, once again, to fill a space barely larger than that of a triple Tweet, with the critical written message that may be the only communication that a parent reads about their child (I don’t assume that they have read the previous comments).  Also, the dang Cricket phone has long since been disconnected. As I have noted before, the nature of report card comments has been ambushed, like everything else in public education, by the Data Dementors.  We are required to report mostly in numeric code.  What’s left must tread lightly into the realm of the human being child.  You’ll see what I mean. Please note: I use the word “actual” loosely.

 

 

Actual comment:

Skylark has increased her reading level from C to F.  This is still far below the grade level target of M.  Skylark continues to struggle with addition and subtraction within 20, and scored 27% on the most recent math assessment.  Please practice daily with the materials sent home for the summer.  I am hopeful that Skylark will focus on her schoolwork in order to make lots of progress next year!

Fake comment:

Skylark has progressed from level C (Come ON!) to level F (Freaking pay attention and look at the word and not your sparkly press-on nails that get lost on the floor and prevent you from looking at these things called letters!).  Skylark is amused by Kleenex. Skylark won our class award for most consecutive days without turning in homework! Way to go above and beyond, Skylark!

Actual comment:

Bruce Lee has made some progress with math computation, and scored 40 out of 50 points on the end-of-year timed facts quiz. He should be reading at level M at the end of this grade, but struggled to reach K, as he sometimes gives up on tasks, and is tempted to socialize.  I am confident that he will make more positive behavior choices next year. Good luck, Bruce!

Fake comment:

Bruce Lee could be the most successful kid in the class, but he is fully focused on his Thug-In-Training program.  He was the first in the grade to learn to make spit balls!  He believes that his desk is a wheelbarrow, and his seat, a rocking chair. His anger at being asked to complete schoolwork is surpassed only by his commitment to wear all-camo, all day, every day. I was delighted at his progress when he stated that, “I don’t steal markers from you anymore.”

Actual comment:

Tazmania scored 19 out of 50 points on her final math assessment, short of the grade level target of 40.  She also has struggled with understanding what she reads, scoring 35% on her last unit assessment.  Tazmania is frequently distracted and will need to focus on controlling her body as she moves on to the next grade level.  Good luck next year, Taz!

Fake comment:

Tazmania practices Desk Twerking on a daily basis. We are all impressed by her ability to elevate her tush like that, and so often! She finds it difficult to complete assignments, as she is generally at eye level with her desk, which is a treasure trove of all the pencils, rubber bands, and sticky notes missing from the room at any given time.  I am hopeful that her practice at lying pathologically will contribute to lots of improvement in her writing next year! Good luck, Tazmania!

Now, on to the comedy that is summer professional development!

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Anti-Vaxxers, Visit My Classroom June 11, 2014

little house

Really, come on down.  It’s Little House on the Prairie up in here. Without the polite kids.

It is important that you understand that there are environments over which you have no control. NONE! The lowlands of Afghanistan, for instance, and my classroom rug. Both are said to reek of a county fair livestock barn.  And don’t get me started on the chicken factor.  Things have definitely hatched here. They incubated behind the microwave that doesn’t exist in my closet.  Soon there will be a zombie chicken invasion. With the attendant lice on board.

Stuff is mutating at an alarming rate.  The reality is that, if you are going to allow your kid to be within a three mile radius of a classroom carpet, you are going to want some vaccination happening.  You really just can’t  plan on controlling this shit.  You might also want to heed the teacher’s request to donate hand sanitizer to the class.  Your kid looks way dirtier when there are twenty-three peers drooling nearby.

The spilled milk factor alone calls for a haz-mat team.  But this is an urban school, so haz-mat consists of a milling group of 8-year-olds, trying to sop up moisture with the least absorbent paper towels known to man: The Brown Paper Towel.  Why do you think that a roll of these is 2.7 miles long? Because they soak up virtually nothing.  Not cow’s milk, not goat’s milk, sure as hell not any cereal stirred up with a spork and combined with the milk or any goat, cow, or ox that you have  your hands on.  I would wager that clinical studies have been conducted (possibly at my own workplace) to determine the Brown Paper Towel’s effectiveness upon the spilled margarita.  You could compose invites for a hipster dinner party on this paper, knot it up with some twine, and head on down to the brewery for some crafty goodness. Stop by the clinic, would  you, and make sure your boosters are up to date?

Or, you could just take your chances, and become a disturbing and disturbed carrier like me! We can donate our bodies to science! It will be cool!

 

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Slippery Slope June 7, 2014

Filed under: flowers,gardening,humor,life — peachyteachy @ 8:27 pm
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Today I planted a big hydrangea on a steep slope.

We both fell down.

I slid down. Twice.

Here’s the thing.

It wasn’t all,

GO SEXY MILLAH TIME CUTOFFFS GIRL TUMBLING DOWN THE HILL.

Nuh-uh.

My serious get ‘em dirty clothes lack a certain “Pepsi Generation” vibe.

It was too hot to wear my Levi’s with the knee blown out. I still like to think that those are smoldering with sex appeal.

As long as no one breaks a hip.

 

 

This is What Membership Is. This is What Membership Does. June 2, 2014

Filed under: education,humor,teaching — peachyteachy @ 7:44 pm
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How to Be a Super Great Teacher

1. Go to the state’s website.

2. Log in. Expect this process to bring you to your knees.

2. Fill out the life-or-death information in online form. This is more important than your college application essays. Because if you screw it up, the students will cease to exist, and therefore be unable to contribute a high stakes test score to nail your career securely into its coffin.

3. Do not navigate away from form, because the state does not save anything. Except test scores.

4. Copy the screen in its entirety to your desktop.

5. Email this to someone whose computer actually has the capability to print to one of three printers in the expansive building that masquerades as a “school,” or sometimes “asylum.”

6. Beg this privileged special someone to print it. You might offer a small sacrifice, such as chocolate, a ream of copy paper, or a box of wine.

7. Retrieve the document from the printer. Sign it in the blank signing place. Silver lining: Cardio Blast!

8. Go to main office, scan and email the document to yourself. Now it’s a pdf. Your computer is very distressed, due to the fact that the last time Adobe was updated was during a Bush administration.

9. Go back to the still-open state form, browse, and upload the God-forsaken pdf to the heavens. Give a copy to the office masters and shove one into your own file marked “God-forsaken State forms, 2013/2014″

10. Do the Hokey Pokey and turn yourself around.  That is, truly, what it is all about. If you imagine the Hokey Pokey accelerated and frantic, with strobe lights, that will give you an idea of the subsequent round of paperwork, the description of which I will spare you, because I don’t want to wake up tomorrow with a hundred fewer followers. . .

 

 

Music A to Z EEEEEEEEEEEE HAH! May 20, 2014

Filed under: music — peachyteachy @ 8:20 pm
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My good friend Jackie over at Ambling and Rambling has been posting these Music A to Z deals, and I decided that I would finally join in on this one. I may not have followed the protocol on this, so I will not be too shocked when the Music A to Z police surround the house.

This week is dedicated to the letter E— a bit of a challenge, but I am up for it.

Let’s get to it. And don’t judge. I didn’t dig deep into the Dylan archives. You’re welcome.

 

 

ELO “Strange Magic” Love the harmony on this song.

 

Ellen Page Michael Cera “Anyone Else But You” If you don’t think this is charming, I just don’t know.

 

Van Morrison “Enlightenment” Only Van can get away with the lyric about one hand clapping. Van is THE MAN.

 

Eddie Vedder carries “Comfortably Numb.” Come on, Eddie sounds amazing. Roger Waters? You be the judge.

Elvis Costello “Deep Dark Truthful Mirror” I just think this song is beautiful, and his voice powerful.

 

 

 

High Five May 18, 2014

Filed under: humor,inspiration,life — peachyteachy @ 8:24 pm

 

I just noticed that, in my list of categories, humor, inspiration, and life live next door to each other. And I didn’t even plan it that way.  If I used the category “Horrible Shit,” that would closely precede them all, and wisely so.

There is this lovely handful of folks who may have noticed that I have not posted much lately. There’s no big story, really, or at least not one that you couldn’t have predicted.  Work overwhelms; the task of achieving enough-ness becomes more and more detailed and detached from where my heart dwells in the world of education.  It is a comedy of errors, with emphasis on the errors.

Sun has finally returned, and green in all its crazy variety, and soon Caprese salad will take its rightful place in my priorities. My gratitude for this is beyond overwhelming.

A certain reign of terror will also ride off into the sunset.  For this, I am also grateful.  It was worth it, only because of the people who joined me and walked it with me.  Horrible shit is like that, rife with blessings.

And sometimes, it is a song that becomes friend, and pulls you back from the edge.

 

Sometimes, a poem.

Thanks

by

Image of lake

Listen
with the night falling we are saying thank you
we are stopping on the bridges to bow for the railings
we are running out of the glass rooms
with our mouths full of food to look at the sky
and say thank you
we are standing by the water looking out
in different directions.

 

back from a series of hospitals back from a mugging
after funerals we are saying thank you
after the news of the dead
whether or not we knew them we are saying thank you
looking up from tables we are saying thank you
in a culture up to its chin in shame
living in the stench it has chosen we are saying thank you
over telephones we are saying thank you
in doorways and in the backs of cars and in elevators
remembering wars and the police at the back door
and the beatings on stairs we are saying thank you
in the banks that use us we are saying thank you
with the crooks in office with the rich and fashionable
unchanged we go on saying thank you thank you

with the animals dying around us
our lost feelings we are saying thank you
with the forests falling faster than the minutes
of our lives we are saying thank you
with the words going out like cells of a brain
with the cities growing over us like the earth
we are saying thank you faster and faster
with nobody listening we are saying thank you
we are saying thank you and waving
dark though it is

 

 

 

Woodchuck Vigilante May 3, 2014

Filed under: gardening,humor,Uncategorized — peachyteachy @ 8:28 am
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peachyteachy:

I am reviving this little number in honor of the spirit of rebirth. I wrote it when I had approximately six readers, two of which were probably NRA members. I’ve shared it with a Weekend Funny Challenge
http://jenniferann1970.wordpress.com/weekend-funny-challenge/

Originally posted on peachyteachy:

I am not a member of the National Rifle Association, and I have been known to make fun of hunting apparel and hunting accessories and hunting guys. However, I did reap the benefits of having a gun-toting neighbor not long ago.  He was my downstairs neighbor, Pete (of course not really), and he would, on occasion, ring my doorbell to share things like a freshly deadened turkey, or some newly acquired harpoon–just anything that he thought might brighten my day.  Since I knew that he was a gun collector, I thought it best to receive these visits with good cheer.

When I shared with Pete my frustration with some cheeky woodchucks who had taken to chowing down on my amazingly beautiful container gardens, I never imagined that he would avenge me so valiantly, but that is what happened.  He was so overcome with neighborliness that he just up and shot…

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