Wednesday, September 19, 2007

"When we grew up and went to school, there were certain teachers who..."

We don't need no education. We don't need no thought control. No dark sarcasm in the classroom. Teachers leave them kids alone! Hey teacher leave them kids alone! All in all it's just another brick in the wall. All in all you're just another brick in the wall.




Thanks go out to Fluffy for watching the kids while I wasted a half hour of my life at my son's new school. Yep, LittleMan has started kindergarten. You'd think that little sentence would bring much pride and joy to me. Instead, I grasp my sweaty, stressed out head in my hands.

Last night was curriculum night for his class. I sat with a group of wide eyed parents, in a little chair, and listen to the excited teacher explain to us that the curriculum was "very challenging". She went on and on about learning the alphabet, studying sight words and beginning reader books with lots of pictures. All of this is to encourage our little ones to be great readers. And the math, augh! Practice shapes, groupings and penny counting to further their math skills. At home, continue to practice writing lower case letters (she looked directly at me for that one), and get out the magnetic letters to spell out 3 letter words. She included letter flash cards in the packet for us clueless parents. That fucking packet! Totally useless to me. All it did was provide what was expected out of our children by the end of the year, and outline of the curriculum... It showed me that my kid is in the wrong class academically, and that he'll waste an entire year doing things that he did when he was 2 and 3 years old. I sat in that chair, staring at the teacher, feeling that I made the wrong choice in putting LittleMan into public schools. She asked us if we had any questions or concerns. I continued to sit, and stare, not knowing where to even begin. Fuck! I am already getting the concerned phone calls and comments from the teacher, telling me my son doesn't seem interested in following her directions. Going on and on about how he "races through his class work" (and yes, he does it correctly) but then refuses to "sit down nice" while the others struggle to spell their names. He has even refused to write his name for her... the rebellion has already begun. He is going to get a label, and it won't be "he is extremely gifted". If you don't eat your meat, you can't have any pudding!

The school principle looks so much like the teacher in the video...

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Can't seem to think of a title for this post. This will have to do.

Found this at Fluffy's blog. The results are strangely accurate. Except for being fond of the name Celeste.




You're Babar the King!

by Jean de Brunhoff

Though your life has been filled with struggle and sadness of late,
you're personally doing quite well for yourself. All this success brings responsibility,
though, and should not be taken lightly. Life has turned from war to peace, from damage
to reconstruction, and this brings a bright new hope for everyone you know. These hopeful
people look to you for guidance, and your best advice to them is to watch out for snakes.
You're quite fond of the name "Celeste".



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Saturday, September 01, 2007

My new favorite band

I can't seem to get this song out of my head!





of course, I have been watching "The Departed" non-stop...maybe that has something to do with it.