Today was my last day at Crescent Elk. I got my principal to sign a book he’d given me, and said goodbye (again) to a few coworkers. Every summer we teachers clean out our classrooms and fill out a checklist before our summer fun can begin. This year, I completed my checklist for the last time. When I handed in my checklist, I also handed in my keys. I went back to my classroom (door carefully propped open) and said a final goodbye to my awesome classroom. Then I shut the door for the last time… My pocket feels empty where those keys used to be, but now it’s time to focus on summer fun and on moving to Korea!
Busan Foreign School
Well, I did it. I accepted a job at Busan Foreign School in Busan, South Korea. Holy moly! We already have passports, but we have to get plane tickets and visas and figure out how to get Hooligan (our cat) over there… We have to figure out what comes with us, what stays in storage, and what to get rid of. I have to buy fancier clothes — no cargo pants at the new job :p
What about when you can’t eat your own dog food?
Why am I a teacher? There are several reasons. First and foremost, I’m inspired by all the marvelous teachers I’ve had. There have been some who were decidedly uninspiring, but I’d say at least half of my teachers were amazing and fantastic. I would like to make that kind of impact on other people’s lives.
I also try to be a good person. I’m not religious, but I think we all should leave the planet a better place than we found it. I’ve cut off my hair twice and donated it to make wigs for children who have cancer. Have you seen the movie “Seven Pounds” with Will Smith? If you haven’t, you should. There’s a scene where he’s getting a big needle jabbed into his hip to harvest stem cells. I’ve done that. Well, not exactly. I stretched my suffering out for a week beforehand, rather than a week afterwards. I participated in an experimental study where they gave me a series of shots that made me feel really sick but then they could extract the cells they needed from my blood rather than from my marrow. It worked though; my donee was saved with my stem cells 🙂 I feel that teaching is also a way to make the world a better place; a public service, if you will. Raising children is the main goal of society, and a big part of raising our children is educating them.
I freely admit that one of the reasons I went into teaching is because of the security such a profession represents. I was raised with the middle class ideal that said you should seek out a career rather than just a job. Teaching gives me a salary, medical benefits, retirement… That sounds like the definition of a career! Also, I have a responsibility to provide my daughter with a safe, comfortable home and regular feedings. It would also be nice if I could provide basic medical care for her. So the traditional stability of a teaching career is right up my alley.
I really enjoy teaching. I love math and like sharing that with my students. I love those “ah-ha!” moments, and am willing to put in a lot of extra time to help students understand the material. I’ve been told that I’m a good teacher by impartial observers and (more flatteringly) my friends who have had their children in my class still sing my praises years later as an effective teacher. However… Teaching is not the same job it was when I was in school. Now it’s all about the tests, rather than about the learning. Popular culture lionizes pop stars and criminals (often one and the same) and vilifies intelligence. I teach in an area that is very poor. Our students come from families with multiple generations of dropouts. These people do not look upon education as a viable escape from poverty; education is something I do to them rather than something they must actively seek out for themselves. Students are more and more disrespectful because they see less and less value in what I have to offer. Their attitude merely echoes that of the greater American society. People like simple solutions even to very complicated problems. Rather than tackling any of the basic inequities of our society, it is so much easier to blame the teachers. How dare we plan on a cushy life with a regular salary and dental and vision while getting summers off?! Our greed and laziness is clearly the cause of everything this is wrong with today’s youth and tomorrow’s democracy.
One of my favorite quotes is by Oliver Wendell Holmes. He says, “I like to pay taxes. With them I buy civilization.” The problem is that many Americans resent their taxes. They want the stuff that taxes purchase, without actually paying for them. They want good roads and firefighters and police and schools and bridges but they resent the hell out of anybody who somehow expects them to pony up the cash that these things actually cost.
The whole purpose of government is twofold. First, governments are how we establish and enforce a code of behavior upon one another. That is what keeps the big monkey from getting all the bananas. Without a system of rules and punishments, our society would revert to “might makes right” instead of “innocent until proven guilty” and other such high-minded ethics.
Secondly, we band together to pool our resources to purchase and accomplish things we cannot do alone. We contribute money and manpower to all the causes that define civilization. A military so other countries can’t play “big monkey” with us. Those roads and bridges and schools I mentioned earlier. The frightening thing is that taxes are at an all time low, particularly for the wealthiest among us. Those who have the most to give seem to be the most reluctant to give it. The gap between the wealthiest Americans and the poorest is widening, even as the middle class is shrinking. For the wealthiest individuals, educating their own children, even in ultra-expensive private schools, is pocket change. However, educating all the children of the nation becomes much, much more expensive. And, in general, the ultra-rich are not willing to pay for the education of all “those people’s” children. In fact, they don’t want their children going to the same school as “those children”. I can see why. The schools that “those children” (MY child!) go to are underfunded to the point of futility. Many of the students don’t value education. Why would they want their children to be contaminated with such academic indifference? I don’t want my child contaminated with those attitudes, and I come from a middle class, public school background.
I am suffering a major ethical dilemma. I firmly believe in the principle of “Eat your own dog food.” If the product you are producing isn’t good enough for you, you shouldn’t be selling it. My daughter is ten years old. She is in the fifth grade this year, and will be moving to the middle school next year. Because her elementary school fell into program improvement early, they received federal funds to fix their test scores. One of the nice benefits is that they have a class-size cap of twenty-five students. But next year she is moving to my school. Last year, the class sizes in sixth grade at my school were between thirty-nine and forty-two. Some of the parents are supportive, but many are indifferent. Some of the students are motivated, but many are indifferent, or actively resent the intrusion of their teachers into their social life. This is where I teach. I work hard, as do my colleagues. But I do not want my daughter to go to this school. I don’t want her to eat the dog food I am making. So now what?
Best Bed Ever
Ok, so I know that I’ve probably mentioned my bed before, but let me again say: I have the best bed ever. It’s a queen sized captain’s bed with a bookcase headboard. You can get one from The Bean Bag Store: http://www.thebeanbagstore.com/bhdillonqncaptain.htm. I bought my mattress from Ikea. It’s a Sultan Forestad; a foam mattress about 6 inches thick including a layer of memory foam on top. Super comfy 🙂
This is all old news, of course. The reason I’m posting is my latest update which makes my already spiffy bed the ultimate in comfort and convenience *grin* I just found out about this genius idea called the duvet cover. Basically it’s like a giant pillowcase for your comforter. You put your comforter inside, and then you wash the cover every week and only wash the comforter once a year or so. Cool beans. But wait, there’s more…
I’ve always slept with a top sheet, at least one blanket, and a comforter. The problem is that I toss and turn, so I tended to have a problem with my sheet getting tangled up. The solution was to tuck it in at the bottom and all the way up one side. Then the sheet couldn’t go anywhere to get tangled. But that did leave me feeling kind of… trapped. Plus my toes got squished.
Enter the European bed setup: You keep your bottom, fitted sheet. But you get rid of your top, flat sheet and you get rid of your blankets. Then you get a comforter or duvet and stuff it into your duvet cover. This means that you only have one cover to keep track of. You have no sheet to get tangled or kicked to the foot of the bed. If you get too hot, you can just stick a limb or two out from under the duvet in any direction 🙂 Also, you can simply flip the whole duvet over and have the cool side towards your skin.
That’s fine, you say, if getting too hot were a problem for me. But what about cold sleepers? No, no, I tend to feel cold at night too. They make these things called down comforters. I thought they were an expensive gimmick, but it turns out I was full of it. I just bought one from Overstock.com, and I’m very, very pleased with it 🙂 It is way lighter than my old comforter and blankets, but it is super warm. I turned off my heater and let the house cool to 60˚ last night, and I was totally comfy with only the comforter 🙂 I was warm, but not too warm. I’ve heard that down comforters tend to be cool in hot weather and warm in cold weather, so I’ll have to wait till summer time to test the hot weather part…
Anyhow, when it’s time to do laundry, you pull off your fitted sheet, your pillow cases, and your duvet cover. Go ahead and leave it inside out for washing, cause you’ll need it that way to put it back on anyhow. After the linens are clean, you get to put the duvet cover back on. How to Put on a Duvet Cover? Check out this great video and this excellent blog post.
If only I’d known about this great combo while I was living in France. I couldn’t figure out why the stores didn’t have blankets! I didn’t want to buy a down comforter, because I thought of them as very fancy… Too bad it took me 10 more years to figure it out!
Monterey Bay Aquarium
Every year I fly down to Monterey to attend the Mathematics conference at Asilomar. I have never made it to their world famous aquarium though. Our plane got in so early that I finally got the chance to go to the Monterey Bay Aquarium! We even had a friend who lent us her guest passes (she’s a member). I had a lot of fun taking photos — here are a few of them. The weird seahorses are particularly neat 🙂
Getting Ready for War, aka Problems & Pasties
This afternoon I put together Haley’s rope bed and tightened the rope net. I figure this way we’ll both have tight beds for West/An Tir War next month. (A tight rope bed = a comfy rope bed. That’s where the rhyme “Night, night, sleep tight” comes from!). I also took the opportunity to dump out some straw from both of our mattresses. I really need to be able to fit the mattresses, beds, tent, and tent poles in the trailer. Alas, my mattresses have decided to defy physics. I dumped out a *lot* of straw — it looks like the straw would fill the trailer on its own. And yet, the stuff *still* doesn’t fit!!!
Then I made a batch of pasties from my leftover chicken stew. It was an experiment, because normally I use premade pie crust dough that I roll out. However, this time I tried using puff pastry dough. It’s definitely more expensive — I get 4 pasties per box of dough, while I would get 6 from a package of pie crust. However, it’s tons easier. I let the sheets thaw and then cut each sheet into 2 big squares and 2 little rectangles. I kind of squash the big square into my smallest glass bowl, and then dump a ladle of soup on top of it. Then I lay the little rectangle on top of the stew, and tuck in the corners. Next I flip the corners of the big square into the middle, over all of it and kind of pinch things together. Lastly, I flip the bowl over and dump the pastie onto my hand, and then gently nestle it onto a baking sheet. EASY. The trick is to get the dough thawed just right. Too frozen and it breaks when I try to mould it into the bowl. Too warm, and the dough gets stick and sticks to the bowl. Anyhow, it’s enough faster & easier that if these are even close to as good as my regular pasties, I’ll be making a bunch of them for West/An Tir war 🙂
Even More Fantastic
My Fantastic Tent
So Dad came up this weekend and helped me do a bunch of chores. In addition to helping me install a programmable thermostat and fix my garage door opener (luxury is coming home on a miserable, rainy day and being able to park in the garage and walk into a warm house!) he helped me set up my tent for the first time.
I finally figured out how to handle the ridgepole. You see, my tent is like a giant pup tent. Really, really giant. It’s 10 feet wide and 10 feet tall and 15 feet long, though it doesn’t feel that huge when it’s set up. The problem is that I drive a Prius, so 15 foot long pieces of lumber are not exactly going to fit in the car. I bought the world’s cutest trailer, but it’s rather less than 15 feet long inside, so the problem remains. The problem is how to join wood together so that it is both extremely rigid and easy to disassemble for travel. I used some more 2 inch thick poles (the same as on my beds) as the two uprights — I just got some round pipe from a local muffler shop to use as a joint. However, the 2 inch poles were too saggy to make a good ridgepole — I needed to use 2×4, turned on its side. The problem is that you can’t get metal sleeves for 2×4 without paying a lot of money. However, you *can* purchase this neat angle iron stuff, that has lots of holes for mounting. So I picked two opposite corners of the 2×4 and screwed this angle iron onto it, making a sheath for the mating 2×4. It worked pretty well, until the first time we set up the tent. You see, it’s impossible to believe how tall this tent is before you’ve set it up. So the first time we tried setting it up under a tree, and broke the joint on a low hanging branch. Damn. Back to the drawing board — the angle bracket needed to be attached with bolts rather than screws (the screws had torn out and split the wood). But since I didn’t want hex heads chafing against the canvas of my tent, we used carriage bolts. They worked great 🙂 I will probably go back and replace the bracket material later — they had some that was longer on one side so it will probably do a better job of holding my ridgepole steady. Not really an issue until it’s windy, and then it’s *THE* issue 🙂
The second time we set up the tent was much better. We hiked around the Seawood campus and found a different site out in the open. This time the setup was much smoother, and I have lots of photos 🙂
As you can see, I ended up beside a neighbor’s apartment. (Which was too bad — I spent the night in the tent and they woke me up at 1am dismembering a body. Or something completely innocent that just happened to involve a sledgehammer…)
It doesn’t look that big until I get a photo of Dad standing in the doorway.
Then I had to get some shots of the interior, including our beds 🙂
The only problem came when it was time to pack the beds & tent into my trailer.
As you can see, it’s a little overfull. I can’t just tie the trailer shut, cause I’ll make the hinges tear out from the plastic body 🙁 I hope the mattresses on the bottom will settle and everything will fit. I’ll probably end up resewing the mattresses (maybe this summer) so they’re only 4 inches thick instead of 6 — after a certain point what’s important isn’t how much straw is in the mattress, but how tightly packed it is. I think a 4 inch mattress very tightly packed would be more comfortable than a 6 inch thick mattress loosely packed, and it would be easier to manage (the mattresses are *heavy*!).
Dan Meyer on Teaching Math
“Can I ask you to please recall a time when you really loved something…a movie, an album, a song or a book and you recommended it whole heartedly to someone you really also really liked and you anticipate the reaction and you waited for it and it came back and the person hated it…so by way of introduction, that is the exact same state in which I spend every working day for the last six years. I teach high school math. I sell a product to a market that doesn’t want it, but is forced by law to buy it. It is just a losing proposition.” – Dan Meyer
Yeah, that pretty much sums it up. Click on the video to watch the rest of his inspiring talk:
Neat Video on Education
This lady is pretty eloquently describing the state of affairs in American education today, and why we need to change the status quo. I’m glad to hear that Canada is considered a top nation as far as education is concerned — that reinforces my desire to teach there 🙂