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Jejak Panda Senantiasa Menyambut Kedatang Anda Untuk Membaca bandarqq So many bad and frightening and infuriating things to write about today in the world of education, but I am going to try to stay upbeat and positive—at least for this first post. This morning was my son’s first day of school in Windham, and it is his seventh birthday. He seems to be pretty OK with the fact that his birthday falls on or around the first day of school every year. He gets to be the first kid to bring cupcakes to school each year, and that must earn him some credibility among seven-year olds. His mom had to be out of the house and at her school before he was up, but she left him a nice card. Our daughter is with my mother for the next few days because she doesn’t start preschool till the eighth. I think Cormac kind of liked not having her there this morning. It made for a quieter start to the day. I wrote him a poem for his birthday, as I do every year. He could read it himself but he aske

Jejak Panda Selamat Membaca Di Blog Kesayangan Anda bandarq Last week I strove to be positive, since it was the first post of the new year, but this week I have to vent a little. This Tuesday the education budget in Windham goes to referendum for the fifth time. Last night was a public lembaga on the budget, and by all accounts it was pretty vitriolic. Honestly, this is not the worst budget session I have experienced. When I was teaching at RHAM High School it took four referenda to get funding approved for new school construction, and then subsequently it took twelve referenda to approve an education budget. (I won’t get into the fact that at the same time on a separate vote football was approved to be added as a varsity sport on the first vote. We lost four teachers and suffered the departure of a fairly pro-teacher superintendent, but we got football as a solace for our losses. Don’t get me started!). This budget vote has gotten me frustrated for myriad reasons. I am fru

Jejak Panda Jumpa Lagi Kita Diblog Kesayangan Anda ceme 99 online I felt really good on my drive to work this morning. My happiness began late last night when one of our TCs from Windham High texted me to tell me that the Windham school budget had finally passed by 130 votes on the fifth try. There will still be cuts from last year, but at least we have a budget and the battle is over for this year. I slept well, and had gone to bed earlier than I usually do, so I actually got a good night’s sleep for once. My kids behaved well this morning—which is not always the case. Usually my four year old daughter is good for at least one round in timeout before breakfast, typically for scratching her brother for some unknown offense. But not this morning. I also had an eight AM conference with Cormac’s new teacher. He just began second grade, and had a couple of rough days. I was kind of dreading the conference, but it went really well. (This is a tangent, but his teacher told me

Jejak Panda Hallo Jumpa Lagi Kita Di Blog Ini judi ceme terpercaya I had many good and bad experiences with education this week. This morning was some of the bad—an annual 504 review for my son which involved a lot of stonewalling and foot dragging, and a lack of transparency, on the part of the administrators at his school. Fortunately, because my wife and I are both educators, we possessed the knowledge to be able to compel these colleagues of ours to be more proactive in their response to our son’s educational needs. We were able to demand alternate tests to the DRA, insist that moving up a grade level for reading was legal when it was suggested it might not be, and that sort of thing. Once we started throwing around familiar acronyms like RTI and DI, suddenly the other teachers in the conference room sat up and paid attention. Unfortunately, I walked away somewhat discouraged because the meeting made me realize just how easily a parent without our insider knowledge of the