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Happy Monday

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Today is Day One of our accreditation visit. Better have some coffee…and some extra for the meetings this week. Happy Monday.

Were You Talking to Me?

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Have you ever spent time reaching out to a student to show you care, and told him all about your life in hopes of teaching him some lesson through your mistakes that might help him in his own life, only to have him take out his earbuds indicating that he had not heard a word you said? Me, either. Boy, that would be embarrassing…

Parent Involvement in Homework

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Studies generally indicate that parent involvement in a child’s schoolwork is a factor which usually helps the child to be successful. Sometimes, though, parents can be a bit too involved. I have sometimes wondered if certain children had any input into their homework at all when their parents “help” them. Like when you get a brilliant project laminated in full color completed on the computer and when you take your students to the computer lab, the student has forgotten how to log onto the computer at all. Just like a soap opera when a main character has had an accident and suffered from “amnesia…” Of course parents should help their children. Parents should not, however, do the homework for them. As a parent, I know that the line between “helping” and “doing the whole thing yourself because it’s too hard to explain it and my kid just doesn’t get it at all” is thin, but we must let our children learn their lessons in life!

I Went to College for THIS?

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Sometimes, we have lofty aspirations when we attend college. We may believe we can change the world through the power of education. We may think that we can remedy injustice by promoting equality and fairness.  We may even believe that we can be a source of light in a world of darkness.

However, one of the many ways that teaching slowly wears down idealism is the inconsiderate kids and how they will often throw their trash right on the floor. My pet peeve is that they are not permitted to eat in my class and then they sneak their candy and toss the wrappers right by their desks.

Another thing they eat in class is Hot Cheetos, which have a fluorescent red powder that remains on their fingers. They often drop these snacks or wrappers on the floor and then when you ask if it’s theirs, they hold up their red hands and say, “No, they’re not mine!” They were caught red-handed and still deny it!

Still, I recommend teaching. Go get your degree. But just be mindful that there are some challenges. Some days are just better than others.