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Learning more about life than math…
I am thankful for M who is blogging about first year teaching and has so much wisdom for me. I’m thankful for her text-messages that take me back to a different world. A world that seemed just as hard as the mom-dying world I’m currently in. But I see that the first year teacher world ended, and I was able to get happy back. I can get happy back again even if I have no mom.
I am thankful for Math in AZ who agreed to get dinner with me and distracted me from cancer-talk with education talk last week.
I am grateful to Wess for showing me that my stories can make a difference even if it is a small one.
I’m thankful to Adam who founded TeachforUs. I wouldn’t know Wess, or mathinaz or M without him. Writing encouraging comments on new teacher blogs is the absolute perfect distraction…
Britt Nicole reminds me of me-her age, her dress, her fears, her life experiences. I love her song, The Lost get Found. She sings, “don’t let your fire burn out.” My mom and I were talking yesterday about a time in her life when she saw her fire burning out. She was sick of fighting…read more »
It couldn’t be any prettier outside my mom’s house. The sun lights up the edges of the clouds. The peachy hues of sunset undulate with the tranquil blues of the sound. The Olympics have a dusting of snow and the flowers are still blooming on the porch. I’m a tearful mess. My logic part of…read more »
I got this in my inbox today: Would I want to give up some of the happiest days of my life so I wouldn’t have to experience the saddest? No, I don’t think so. I can take in all the emotion and expand who I am and who I touch and what types of human…read more »
I’m into the second month of knowing my mom has terminal cancer. While I’ve had time to ponder the idea, her pain is increasing, so I’m constantly coping with something new and it is not getting easier. I read that when one is truly sad, helping others is a good way to change that feeling.…read more »
The thing about facing death, is that we are always facing death, so life doesn’t seem so incredibly different now. My mom still has the same attitude of enjoying each day, being grateful, staying sober. My mom dying is one of the only things I said I was not ready to handle after Ioana died.…read more »
Each day I spend with my mother I learn something new. Tonight her adventure partner, Barb, is here and I see a whole new side of her. Barb and my mom were some of the first woman pilots at Flying Tigers and man they have some world-traveler stories. Being around Barb is warming my mom’s…read more »
Mom. What is this? What are you doing to me? Did you give me this book for perspective? Are you kidding. It’s late at night, without my boyfriend, and I’m up up up and miserable. I told you I didn’t want a book about death. I didn’t want something depressing. And you give me a…read more »
This letter written by a number of education experts is a great description about the problems inherent in high stakes testing. I’m surprised that they did not mention that statisticians think that the tests are not reliable indicators of teacher ability because there is too many other variables that are out of control of the…read more »
I spend most of my time building mental models of student thinking, and constructing logical arguments, yet I know that the forces that kept me teaching and pushed me from the profession were largely beyond logical description. Due to the unexpected death of a young friend and a subsequent reconsideration of myself, I’ve realized that…read more »