I Blinked…

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I can remember it as vividly as if it just happened yesterday. My wife woke me from a deep sleep and told me she was having contractions and that I should probably go take a shower, she thought it was time to go to the hospital. She seemed pretty calm and led me to believe it was not necessarily urgent, but it was time to get around to head that way.

Ali and Skip, Christmas 2015

Ali and Skip, Christmas 2015

While I was in the shower, she said “Don’t piddle in there, I think we need to get moving.”  Suddenly things seemed much more urgent, especially since we lived about 30 minutes from the hospital. We got in the car, met my in-laws at the hospital where they took our son Alex, and headed in. Barely 30 minutes later, as the songs “Gone and Done It” by Shania Twain and “The River” by Garth Brooks played, Alison Marie completed our family. Literally, it feels like I blinked and the time has flown as my baby girl turns 18 Friday.

Alex and Ali Puerto Vallarta, Mexico 2014

Alex and Ali Puerto Vallarta, Mexico 2014

I haven’t blogged for nearly 2 years, but I felt this occasion deserved a post- and so much more. As a daughter, Ali has been such a gift from God. She is smart, funny, talented, wise beyond her years, and best of all, I think she still likes me most days.  As a parent, we always love our kids and vice versa, but some days I’m not sure we “like’ each other.  I’ve been lucky in that even as we prepare to send her off to college in a few months, we like each other most days. As much as I know she’s ready for the next phase of life, and that her mom and I are, too- when I pause, the memories flood my mind. The memories of taking her to dance (which she hated) and to gymnastics (which she loved). The memories of us laying in bed, laughing…just because the other one was laughing..and then not being able to stop. Her playing with Skip. The sounds of her singing and playing her guitar or keyboard from the other room. The memories at Disney, in Minnesota, in Colorado,in California, and most of all, in Mexico.  She is my kindred spirit when it comes to our love of the beach. One day in Mexico, she told her older brother, “Come on, we are going to go make friends.”  I knew then and there that she was going to be okay in life. I can’t even begin to tell you how much I’m going to miss watching KU basketball or Chiefs games with her.

Ali and me at Chiefs game, 2015

Ali and me at Chiefs game, 2015

As I write this, I need to make sure Ali knows how much I love her and how I can’t imagine our lives without her. When I said she completed our family, that wasn’t just a phrase.  It was so true. She is the moderator when things are tense, the funny comment when people are down, and has such a good caring heart, that I often wonder how she could be from my genes.  It must be her mother’s genes taking over. I know that she is a far better person than I am, and I aspire to be like her many days.

As much as she has it “all together”, I can’t pass up this opportunity to offer advice. I won’t go on and on, but will offer just a few nuggets:

  • Call your Mom after you move out.  A lot. She and your Dad need you more than we will ever admit.
  • Keep your good relationship with your brother.  Someday Mom and I won’t be here.  You two will need each other, even if it requires you to nag him a bit.
  • No matter what happens in life, keep your kind heart and your caring spirit for other people and animals. Being nice is a lost art.  You are good at it. There is a Tim McGraw song called “Humble and Kind”. Stay that way.
  • Don’t regret in life.  Make decisions based upon the best information you have at the time, but don’t regret things in the past.  It’s a wasted emotion. Instead, use it to guide later decisions.
  • Never stay with a man who doesn’t treat you like the most important person in the world. You deserve to be loved by someone who feels that way about you. I hope I’ve modeled that for you with your Mom.
  • Don’t stop singing. Whether as a hobby or something else, your gift is the soundtrack to so many good times in my life. It makes your Dad so happy to hear you singing.

I’ll close by wishing you a happy birthday. I know your life is going to change in so many ways over the next year. I am so excited about what the future holds for you, even as I am a little sad that our time together is drawing to a close. As a good friend once told me, I won’t lose you, our relationship will just evolve into something a little different. And I know that will still be something really good. I just have to be careful to not blink so I don’t miss it. Love you more than you could ever know. Dad.

Our first Mexico trip

Our first Mexico trip

Light ’em up!!

This past weekend, I was fortunate to attend my first national conference.  I attended “Ignite 14”, the conference for the National Association of Secondary School Principals (NASSP).  Being a music geek, the theme “Ignite 14” made me think of the song “My Songs Know What You Did in the Dark (Light ‘Em Up)” by Fall Out Boy that has become so popular at sporting events (see “Mups have been lit”). http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LkIWmsP3c_s

First off, let me say that I was blown away by the production value of the entire conference.  It’s amazing how they can bring so many “things” together and have it run so smoothly.  From the opening thought leader session with Carol Dweck and Daniel Wong to the closing session with Simon T. Bailey, it was a demonstration of fluidity of motion.  While the logistics of the conference were amazing, that wasn’t what made this such a powerful event for me.

When I landed in Dallas, the weather did not want to cooperate. While my trip to the hotel was an interesting story by itself, it wasn’t enough to prevent great things over the next few days. There were so many amazing sessions, my head was literally full by the end of the three days. It was an awesome opportunity to learn from some of the smartest leaders in our country, many who I have “known” from afar through Twitter, and others that I had never heard of before.

Have learned so much from Todd Whittaker

Have learned so much from Todd Whittaker

The best part of the entire event was the ability to connect face to face with educators I have admired and respected for years.  At dinner on Thursday night, it was a veritable who’s who of rock stars on Twitter. Among the people in the room were authors (Todd Whittaker, Annette Breaux), National Digital Principals of the Year (Eric Sheninger, Daisy Dyer Duerr, Dwight Carter, Derek McCoy, Jason Markey) and National Principals and Assistant Principals of the Year (Laurie Barron, Jared Wastler). At one point at dinner, I looked around the table and had to grin at the compilation of great lead learners all in one place. It was a bit humbling to be at the table. Just sitting and listening was a PD that you could not put a price on.  Thanks to Jimmy Casas for getting that set up (even though Jimmy was unable to attend because the weather delayed his flight from Iowa).

Dinner with some of the great people who put our kids first!

Dinner with some of the great people who put our kids first!

As the conference continued, I was able to connect with more and more educators from Twitter.  Brad Currie, the “Godfather of #Satchat” was at dinner that first night and I was also able to eat with him the next night. Brad’s cousin is a speed skater on the Olympic team and we had a cool moment at dinner as we saw him enter the stadium during the Opening Ceremonies.  Brad and I were “adopted” by the Iowa gang and I enjoyed spending time with friends from Iowa including Matt Denger, Aaron Becker, and Lucas Ptacek. The day started with a session from the Bettendorf, Iowa group, a group of leaders I was fortunate to get to know this past fall and have tremendous respect for. If your child goes to the Bettendorf schools, your kids are in great hands with Kim Hoffman, Kristy Cleppe, Joy Kelly, Colin Wikan, and Jimmy Casas. I can’t put into the words the admiration and respect I have for this group of people. Thank you for allowing me to learn from you. Not only are these people smart, they are fun to be around. And as Annette Breaux said during the conference, “If there isn’t a big kid inside of you, there isn’t a great teacher coming out of you.”

Iowa adopts New Jersey and Missouri

Iowa adopts New Jersey and Missouri

 

Final night dinner with the gang

Final night dinner with the gang

 

 

 

 

 

The final speaker, Simon T. Bailey, really spoke to me, even though by late Saturday I was mentally full and really ready to be home with my family.  He talked of the difference between average and brilliant leaders.  Average is no longer acceptable. He also talked about taking care of the “people who will cry at your funeral.” That hit home to me. I know that I have worked very hard to be a “connected educator”, but it also makes me stop and take a moment and realize that disconnecting now and then may be the most important thing I can do. I hope there are  many at my funeral, but I am sure of three that will be crying (or at least I hope). I am working to make the three of them know they are the most important people in the world to me. That is probably the most important thing I got from this conference.

The three most important people

The three most important people

There were many others I was happy to connect with for the first time, Paul Vieira, Chris Stogdill, Leslie Esenault, Darrin Jolly, Carrie Jackson among them.  I was also glad to see and spend some time with my Missouri friends, Jason Eggers, Jim King, Phil Lewis, Matt Lindsey, Dave Steward, and John Faulkenberry. I’m sure there are others I have left out; it seems like a blur. I do know that I head back to my own students with Fall Out Boy singing in my head, because this event did “ignite” me, in fact, “I’m on fire!!!!”. Thanks to the many people who made it a great adventure.

 

 

 

Just Another 9/11 Memoir

 

Ground Zero by Damian Brandon

With the 10th anniversary of the tragic 9/11 attack, I felt compelled to pen a few lines about my thoughts related to that day. I”ll be honest, I don’t know how much of the news stories, documentaries, and witness accounts I’ll be able to watch. It is interesting to me, but disturbing, and I honestly tend to just get a little overwhelmed with all of the coverage.  It’s like picking at a scab that never quite heals over; it doesn’t consume my thoughts, but it’s still there.

Like most, I remember exactly where I was when I found out. I was on my plan period that morning as a science teacher at Lafayette High School in St. Joseph, MO.  I saw on Yahoo that a plane had hit the World Trade Center and walked across the hall to tell my colleague, Butch James. I figured it was some random accident, and went about my business.  I flipped on the television in my room just to see some of the updates and footage. Not much later, I looked up at the TV to see that a 2nd plane had hit. I walked over to Butch and told him that he may want to turn the TV on in his room, that something must be up with the 2nd plane hitting. I remember the rest of the day pretty much as a blur, trying to have some semblance of class, but with all of us pretty much glued to the television coverage that I left on in my classroom.

Terrorism by Idea go

I talked to my wife that morning to just make sure things were ok with her. She said that my son (now 15) came walking in to her from watching Good Morning America and said, “Mom, a plane just flew into that building”. I’m not sure how good his memory of the event is now, or if the memory has almost been created because of the number of times we’ve relived that morning. I remember people were slightly panicked, and I know that evening we sat in line at a gas station because everyone wanted to fill their tanks up to make sure they had gas. The unknown was literally staring us in the face. Uncertainty was the overwhelming emotion most of us had.

C-130J-30 Hercules by Tim Beach

I don’t have a lot of specific memories of the days that followed, but lots of general ones. I know I had a feeling of wanting to do something, probably wanting in some way to fight back. I had served in the Army National Guard from 1989-98 and it was all I could do to not go to a recruting office and rejoin. I remember the skies were so quiet. A few days later, I was on a ladder working on a storm window at our house, and I heard a plane flying over. It literally scared me for a moment. I then saw it was a C-130 from our nearby Air Guard base. To this day, the sound of them flying over is a comfort and a reminder of the men and women who protect us daily. I remember going to a Chiefs football game not long after 9/11, the first one after the attack. The security was so amped up, and the there was a nervous feeling in the air. I remember the flyover and the national anthem and the feelings of patriotism that day. I remember that it was silly, but something as simple as attending a football game in a big crowd was our way of saying “we won’t live in fear”.

Football Stadium by arkorn

I know I was fortunate. I didn’t know anyone who was personally affected by the attack. The closest I can claim is that I know someone who was in the Pentagon when the plane hit and that I played Little League baseball with someone who would have been in the tower, but was late for work that day. I know the world really did change that day. My kids have never known just walking up at the last minute to get on a flight or telling someone goodbye at the gate. My good friends tell the story of driving to the airport late one Friday night with an overnight bag and driving up and saying “where is the next flight going?” Wouldn’t happen after 9/11.

Just as I was nearly 10 years ago, I will be at a Chiefs football game this Sunday. I look forward to a patriotic scene once again. My life wasn’t affected as much as it was for others  by the events of 9/11, but I know it will never actually be quite the same for any of us. I pray that inspite of the political infighting that goes on in our country, we will never need something like this to draw us together again.

American Pride by Carlos Porto

Class of 2011: Parting Thoughts- 7 for ’11

As I write this, the CHS Class of 2011 has been gone from our halls for a little over a week.  I’ve spent countless hours with many of you.  Conversely, with some of you, I’ve rarely had the occasion for us to have a coversation.  One of the parts of my job that has been hard for me to reconcile is that sometimes, a kid makes it through four years here and we never connect.  The student that mostly likely slips by me like this is the one who has 2011 Grad Programaverage to slightly above average grades, might not be in very many extra-curriclular activities, and isn’t a student who gets sent to the office on a regular basis.  Based upon sheer numbers and time, we just never cross paths much.  That being said, here are a few pieces of advice I’d like to pass along to the Class of 2011, to the ones that I never had the opportunity to speak with a lot, and also to the ones that I spoke to a lot, but maybe they weren’t in the listening mode.  Apologies to those who have heard these words repeated in the past four years.  I hope that some of these words are taken to heart:

1)  The two most important decisions you will make as far as happiness in life are your choice of career and your choice of who you spend your life with.  Those choices can be sources of great happiness, or they can literally suck the joy out of life for you.  Choose wisely.

2)  Related to #1, education and training do one important thing for you:  they give you options.  If you are qualified to do many different jobs, you have more options to leave a job if it is not one that makes you happy in life.  A high school diploma gives you more opportunities than being a drop out.  A bachelors degree gives you more.  Technical training gives you more.  Take every opportunity to give yourself more options.

3)  Find a way to serve others.  This can be in your career, your church, your community; there are many ways to achieve this.  Living a life where you give back to others has many benefits to you.  Not the least of them, you make this a better place to live.  Don’t hesitate to take up a cause you feel strongly about.  Share your gifts with others, even if it is something small.  Your heart will feel better knowing you have given to others.

4)  Be open to change.  This one isn’t easy.  Change isn’t always fun, but it’s a symptom of growth.  Be willing to try new things.  Expand your horizons by trying something different.  You may be surprised how much you learn about yourself.

5)  Live without regret.  Regret is a wasted emotion.  Regret can be caused by something you’ve done (comission) or something you’ve let go undone (omission).  Do your best to make sure that down the road, you don’t look back and say, “I wish I would have . . .”  That is a truly tragic feeling, work to exclude it from your lives.

6)  Don’t be afraid of Plan B.  You may have your life all mapped out as you leave high school.  Your interests may change.  When I started college I was pre-med, and I was going to be an orthopedic surgeon.  I decided I didn’t want to go to school that long, so I took a different career path.  Ironically, I completed my last schooling at the age of 40, and I’m really at peace with the path I’ve taken.  Plan B might be superior to Plan A in many ways.

7)  Finally, ignore everything on this list.  The most important piece of advice I can give you is this:  find what works for you.  Don’t be locked into Books and Capsomeone else’s plan for you.  Steal the ideas that work for you, discard the ones that don’t- that’s what great coaches do, they steal the good stuff, leave the other behind.  Approach your life that way.  If something you pick up here resonates with you, use it.  If it’s all “jibber-jabber”, toss it in the trash.  You know yourself better than anyone else.  To paraphrase from Dr. Seuss, nobody is more youer than you. 

Best wishes as you head out into the world.  I’m hopeful that we’ve helped by giving  you the right scaffolding to build amazing and extraordinary lives.  Make the world the place you want it to be.  YOU CAN DO THIS!

Jack, I’m Struggling With All Trades, I’m Mastering None!

This will just a be a short post, unlike most of my others.  Maybe a short venting about my frustration at this time of the year.  You see, right now, my self-assessment is that I suck. 

Young Businessman Under Stress by Nutdanai Apikhomboonwaroot

Young Businessman Under Stress by Nutdanai Apikhomboonwaroot

I feel like Will Ferrell in “The Office” when he’s “air juggling”, except I’m not really sure if I am keeping all the balls in the air.  I feel like I’m doing nothing “well”, but everything just “ok”.  I’m not a perfectionist, but I don’t dig “ok” for myself.  I have higher expectations for myself, but today, this is where I find myself mentally.  The list of things stressing me out a bit right now is pretty lengthy (and I’m not normally a high-stress person):

1)  Seniors that are going down to the wire that I’m worried will not get to walk across the stage in 11 days.  I’ll be sick if one slips through the cracks at this late date.

2)  The 8 sophomore students that I have worked with all year that might not pass all of their classes this semester.  A year of hard work culminates in a few days.

3)  The constant struggle to retain/recapture students in ALL classes that have decided that May attendance is purely optional.  Attendance %  and graduation % are like oxygen meters in a submarine, I’m scared to breathe if they go too low.

4)  I probably SHOULD have at least one or two practices for my daughter’s basketball team that I am coaching- and their first game is May 23.

5)  Summative conferences, teacher checkouts, and other various pieces of paperwork that must be completed before they all leave next Friday.

6)  Summer school enrollments, having rooms lined out and making sure that the numbers are enough to have all the courses that teachers are counting on having for a little extra money this summer.

7)  Beginning to work on the students who are currently on my dropout list- tracking them down, visiting their homes, getting them enrolled back into some type of educational programming.

 

Ok, I feel a little better- venting is done.  I’ll take a deep breath or two. 

Meditation- FreeDigitalPhotos.net

Meditation- FreeDigitalPhotos.net

This too shall pass.  I know that others out there must feel similar stress this time of year.  Feel free to comment and commiserate.  No sense losing sleep; in two weeks we’ll start working in earnest on next year- ahh the cycle of a school 🙂

Happy Teacher Appreciation Week- now let’s make others appreciate you!!

Let me start this post by thanking each of you in the field of teaching for your service.  I really do appreciate that, it involves more sacrifice than most people realize or appreciate.  Teachers give up countless hours with their own families to spend it with the children of others and to improve the lives of children that are not theirs.  It  truly is a career of service to improve people’s lives and our society.  God bless you for your work.

A Schoolboy and His Teacher by Paul Gooddy

A Schoolboy and His Teacher by Paul Gooddy

Now that I’ve related my respect and admiration for you, I will probably say some things that may, at a minimum, make some educators uncomfortable, and may even make some angry.  A part of me hopes that this will stir that much emotion in you.  I hope it will inspire you to recreate a scene from the movie “Network” where someone went to the window and shouted out, “I’m mad as hell, and I’m not going to take it anymore!” 

(scene from “Network”)

I bring you one simple truth:  your profession is under attack.  It started with people who I really believe were well-intentioned, even if misguided.  Those people thought that a Utopia could exist where all (not most, not many, not almost everyone, but 100%) students would achieve at a set proficiency level if we just mandated it.  Schools would improve because the law said they had to.  In theory, it sounded great- what educator wouldn’t say ALL kids can achieve?  In reality, we know that it’s just not realistic to expect 100% of students to achieve at the same level at a pre-determined time.  I’ve often likened it to saying  by the end of the year  all students in a PE class will run a 6 minute mile.  We won’t take into account any physical disabilities they many have, nor will we take into account what their fitness level is at the beginning of the year.  If you happen to be a school that the government gives additional money to because your students are in an area where most students are poor and maybe they haven’t had prior training in running or haven’t been provided with quality shoes to run in, well, the government will solve that by taking the money back from those schools if they don’t reach the 100% level.  Sounds a little crazy if you are not an educator, but if you are, you know that it IS NCLB in a very concise package.  This was a difficult thing for educators to take, but it was really just the beginning.  That was coming from the federal level, so to a teacher in their classroom in Missouri, it seemed far away, plus, it wouldn’t really affect them for years to come.

 

A little economics lesson

Finances by Salvatore Vuono

Finances by Salvatore Vuono

Then something else happened:  the economy tanked.  The bubble burst.  Greedy people looking to make more money loaned money to people that they knew couldn’t afford to pay it back.  People borrowed money they knew they couldn’t afford to pay back.  The economy was a delicate house of cards that collapsed with the mortgage crisis.  Rather than this just affecting a segment industry, its effects were felt in ALL industries.  Companies began laying off, people had less money, people spent less money, companies made less money, companies laid people off.  The cycle continued over and over.  As more people were unemployed and had less money to spend, social programs were burdened more.  Less money being spent meant less money in the coffers of state treasuries.  State governments are not like the federal government, they cannot pass this debt on to the children of your grandchildren.  They are forced to have balanced budgets.  If they don’t have it, they can’t spend it.  Things that were the responsibility of the state governments were now underfunded, even as the expenses for those programs continued to grow.  Education falls into this category.  Legislators had to choose where to allocate the limited funds they had due to reduced tax revenues.  Most legislators recognized that education was an important function of the state government and attempted to keep funding at adequate levels.  Every now and then a bill would be filed that tried to reallocate some of that money under the label of scholarships (seemed the least offensive) and more blatantly, tax credits and vouchers  to private entities, namely private schools.  The pie got smaller and smaller and the expenses continued to grow for public schools.  This led us to where we are today.

This isn’t just about money

As educators, we understand that finances are tight.  They are tight statewide and they are tight on a local level.  Many educators have had their salaries frozen in many districts, even as they continued to spend more of their own money to get more training and advanced degrees.  Most teachers understand that legislators can’t give us money that doesn’t exist. 

School Bus by Arvind Balaraman

School Bus by Arvind Balaraman

What is disconcerting for me (and should be for all educators) is that this has gone beyond money, and there is a pervasive attitude of derision aimed at educators.  Not only are bills being filed at a rate like no other time to divert funds into charter schools, vouchers, and tax credits, but bills are now being filed that take direct aim on the very people in the classroom, all under the umbrella of “reform”.  For the life of me, I can’t understand where these thoughts and beliefs are rooted.  In this session alone in Missouri, bills have been filed in both the House and Senate to remove teacher tenure, create a tiered system of paying teachers (with no credit given for advanced degrees or professional development), to remove any protection for teachers that have seniority during layoffs, and to remove due process for teachers that are removed at the end of their contract. 

I’ve joked to colleagues that public education is the only group that  is now politically correct to take shots at.  The media, through films like “Waiting For Superman” and the like, have created this perception that classrooms are full of lazy educators, doing the bare minimum and just biding their time until they retire, doing as little as possible with teacher unions protecting them.   There is a belief by many legislators that we protect poor teachers with things like tenure and due process.  I’ve had legislators tell me that a contract should only be binding on the teacher and not the district.  Not one has been able to show me how removal of tenure and the creation of a tiered system that creates competition among teachers (not collaboration) will improve the education our children are receiving.  The attacks on teachers have gone as far as hiding items in bills that have nothing to do with education.  A bill about tax amnesty was working it’s way through the process last week, and it was discovered that there was a provision that would revoke the teaching certificate of a teacher who was more than 90 days behind on their taxes.  Why this profession was singled out, I have no idea.  Why not hair dressers, doctors, nail technicians, or any other profession that requires state certification-?  Mind you, I don’t think they should be singled out either.  Luckily, a Senator that realizes the value of educators was able to remove that provision from the bill.  This is an example of the animosity and passive-aggressive behavior directed at teachers in our capitol.

The Charter School myth

Charter schools have been hailed as the savior to all education problems.  Many believe that charter schools are something new, some even thinking that President Obama created the concept.  Truth is, charters have been around for many years.  Charter schools have scored higher than some schools on assessments.  Charter schools have scored lower than some schools on assessments.  Some charter schools have even scored similarly to other schools on assessments.  The truth is, there is no statistical evidence that charters do better or worse than traditional schools. 

Old School by Carlos Porto

Old School by Carlos Porto

 I will be the first to agree that in the state of Missouri, we have long-term problems in the St. Louis and Kansas City areas in both drop out and graduation rates.  Lots of money and programs have been directed at those two districts to remedy the problems.  I wish I had an answer, I don’t.  It is a legitimate problem.  Expanding charter schools throughout the state won’t fix that problem.  St. Louis and Kansas City have been allowed to have charters for years.  Ironically, just as legislators are trying to expand charters, two long-time charter schools in Kansas City, Tolbert Academy and Don Bosco, are going to close at the end of this year due to low enrollment.  Every tax dollar that is reallocated to a charter is one less dollar that is available to ALL public schools in Missouri.  Again, legislators like to paint themselves as the knight on the white horse saving our education system because it’s so broken.  THAT is the true myth: it’s not broken.  The media points to international test scores as an indication that American education is in a crisis.  The truth is, other countries want to emulate our system.  In his book, “Catching Up Or Leading the Way”, Yong Zhao points out that almost all of the intellectual capitol (patents, copyrights, etc.) in the world is created in the United States.  We encourage a creativity that encourages ALL talents to grow, not just test taking.  There are tremendous things going on in classrooms all over our state, but stories about that aren’t “sexy” and no legislator makes a name for themselves by saying, “I will go to Jeffrerson City and keep the status quo”.

A matter of choice for my tax dollars?

For those that ask the question, “If I choose to send my child to a private school, why shouldn’t I get some of my tax money back since the local school doesn’t have to educate my child?” 

Decisions Decisions by Andy Newson

Decisions Decisions by Andy Newson

I suggest an analogy for you:  if I don’t care for the local police force, I may choose to hire my own private security firm to guard my home and property.  Would it be reasonable for me to demand some of my tax money back to subsidize what I am paying the security firm since I am not using the services of the police department?  Most of us would believe that the hiring of a private firm is your own choice, and your tax dollars go to protect all of us, for the good of all.  Then I ask, if you choose to not utilize the educational services provided by your taxes, and you send your child to a private school,  is that not similar?  I have no issues with private education; I know great things are going on in those schools, as well.  Again, the choice to send your child to a private school is just that:  a choice.  I just don’t feel that it can be done on the dime of taxpayers and take limited funds away from already strapped budgets.

So what do we do now?

I will wrap up with a final thought:  this is a critical time in our profession, maybe more critical than any other time in our history.  Recently, Missouri rolled out new standards as part of our School Improvement Process.  In short, the process happened without much input from educators.  Educators were not pleased with this process.  In a collaborative effort not often seen, ALL education groups (MSTA, MNEA, MASSP, MASA, MAESP, and others) banded together to have their collective voices heard. 

Teamwork-FreeDigitalPhotos.net

Teamwork-FreeDigitalPhotos.net

This needs to happen now.  We need to demand the respect back that our profession so richly deserves.  This is not comfortable behavior for most in education.  We want to enrich lives, not be in confrontation, but the need for grass roots action is desperately needed now.  You need to contact your legislators, be involved constituents, have your voices heard.  If you are a member of MSTA, you need to join the Rapid Response team by sending an email to rapidresponse@msta.org.  If you are a member of other organizations, check with them to see what you can do through them.  If you don’t belong to any, contact your legislators.  They need to hear your message.  They need to be reminded that they represent US!!  This really is a call to action- all educational groups need to be able to put any differences aside and band together during this dark period in education legislation.

Businessman by graur razvan ionut

Businessman by graur razvan ionut

  Short of standing at a podium and pounding on it, I’m not sure I can be more passionate about this.  I guess I have finally gotten to this point about my profession:  “I’m mad as hell, and I’m not going to take it any more!”  I hope that you will become mad as well.

How Did I End Up With a Teenage Daughter?

I’m diverting a little of my normal writing to pause and reflect a bit as a momentous occasion occurs in the life of one of my children.  This Friday, my daughter, Alison, will turn 13.  Truthfully, she’s mature and wise beyond her years-she’s been a teenager in many ways for awhile, and that scares me at times.  I’m not sure where time has gone;  it seems that one day she was this cute little toddler following her brother around the house, having him read books to her, and the next, she was a cell phone-toting guitar player and all-around social butterfly.  Her talent makes dad pretty proud.  Here’s a recent video clip:

Ali- “Rocketeer”

and one of her and her friends singing the national anthem at the Women’s Division II Basketball Semi-finals:

A team anthem

Alison with her new braces

Alison with her new braces

I tried to recall my 13th birthday- that would have been August in 1982.  I was just beginning my 8th grade year.  School might have started that day, it often was a “great” birthday present for me.  I’m sure it was a big day, but I don’t remember any details about that day.  I know I had grown 6 inches between 7th and 8th grade, so I’m sure my knees hurt.  I also was preparing to have surgery on a hernia that the doctor found when I got my sports physical, making me unable to play football in 8th grade.  I served as the team manager that year, so I could still be around the team and throw a football around at practice.  Times have changed- not sure many kids who were used to being one of the best athletes would agree to be a manager now.  I’m sure that Duran Duran, Def Leppard, Van Halen, and Michael Jackson were getting equal play time in my tape recorder.  Saturday Night Live was probably my favorite TV show, that and Friday Night Videos.  Again, I don’t remember the details, just a large “overall feeling” of that time.

Ali being a goofball at Christmas 08

Ali being a goofball at Christmas 08

Lots of things were still ahead of me at that point, just like they are now for Ali.  I think of all the things I hadn’t experienced yet at that point in life:

  • my first serious girlfriend
  • success and failure athletically
  • losing a grandparent
  • my dad losing his job and being in the hospital
  • dating my future wife
  • becoming a father

I know that those happy things in life and those equally difficult ones lie ahead for her.  Part of the hard part of being a parent is knowing when to help her through and knowing when she needs to deal with them on her own.  I’m an admittedly emotional person when it comes to sentimental things.  I know that I’ll cry on her wedding day.  I know that I’ll cry the day she leaves home.  Why wouldn’t I, I cried the day she was born.  Two songs were playing on TV while she was being born: Garth Brooks “The River” and Shania Twain “Love Gets Me Everytime”- the line about “gone and done it”.  Often, Ali makes me think that we’ve “gone and done it” when I get frustrated with her making normal 12 year-old mistakes.  Guess I’ll just have to get used to the teenage ones now 🙂

Me and the kids in the summer of 06

Me and the kids in the summer of 06

Happy birthday, baby girl.  I know you will “sail your vessel til the river runs dry” in a way like none other.  I hope we’ve given you the right life lessons on how to keep it between the shores.  Enjoy this time in life.  It goes by faster than you can imagine.  I hope you are more able to remember the details than your old man.  You probably won’t remember what gifts you get, or maybe even what you did for this birthday, but always remember this “overall feeling” about your 13th birthday; your dad loves you very much.