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What Makes A Good Teacher Good, Part Ii

Jejak Panda Hallo Ketemu Lagi Di Situs Kesayangan Anda daftar bandarq I had two requests to write a follow up to the column on what makes a good teacher good. So I’m going to give it a try. One thing I did last week was go into Bulkeley High School and teach a demonstration class in one of my advisee’s classes. His name’s Mike. He’s student teaching there. The situation was not ideal. Besides the fact that Bulkeley is more than a little run down and the classrooms were cluttered and overcrowded, this was during CAPT administration. So these were seniors who had been detained in the auditorium for the duration of the science test. Then they were released for a seventy-five minute period prior to lunch. Furthermore, two classes were combined. Therefore, I had more than thirty seniors crammed into one basement room, who had just endured being essentially locked up for more than two hours, and who hadn’t eaten yet. Oh, and even though this was a British Literature class...

Lassoing The Rain

Jejak Panda Terima Kasih Telah Kunjungin Web Kesayangan Anda bandarq terpercaya I generally hate political labels like liberal or conservative. I think they tend to categorize and limit rather than define and clarify, and they are often misnomers. How otherwise do you explain calling an environmental conservationist a liberal? Doesn’t wanting to conserve nature make one a conservative? That said, I acknowledge that for me becoming more conservative with age has meant changing my voter registration from Green to Democrat, and if I were a politician and one were to look at my voting record I would probably look more liberal than Ted Kennedy. On yet the other hand, I enjoy reading both ‘liberal’ and ‘conservative’ political columns. My two favorite columnists are Molly Ivins and George Will, a most unlikely pair of bedfellows. I miss Molly Ivins, who died in 2007. She knew how to make smart writing funny, which isn’t easy. What I like about George Will is that, even tho...

Dogwood Blossoms And Direct Funding

Jejak Panda Selamat Datang Di Website Kesayangam Anda bandarq online In “The Waste Land,” T. S. Eliot wrote that April is the cruelest month; having been an expatriate and born in Missouri, Eliot could not have known that he was off by a month. At least by New England standards. Those of you who spent yesterday evening bailing out your basements know what I mean. I feel as if I have been wet for days. Thank goodness the weather is supposed to clear up. The only nice days I have experienced recently were the first two days of my trip to Washington, DC for the National Writing Project’s Spring Meeting. When I first arrived it was warm and sunny when I got off the train, and it was a delight to walk the three blocks to the hotel. The cherry trees were not in bloom yet but the dogwoods were. I think the dogwoods and other flowering trees in DC get overshadowed by the cherry trees. All their white blossoms were just spectacular. They literally weighed down the branches of the...

Travel And Transformation

Jejak Panda Menambah Ilmu Dengan Membaca Di Situs Kesayangan Anda judi ceme online Lately, one of the toughest things about writing this column has been deciding what to write about. There is plenty of education news to discuss, but it’s mostly depressing—budget cuts and job shortages. I feel awful for the students going onto the market now. There are so many talented students in both English and Education that are entering a bleak job market and are essentially competing amongst themselves for a handful of positions. So anyway, I didn’t want to write about that because it’s nothing everyone doesn’t already know and isn’t already upset about. So then I thought I should write about the New England Writing Projects Annual Retreat we’re hosting at UConn this weekend, but I really should write about that next week after it has happened and I have something to report on. Right now the only thing I could really write about is how frustrated I am by people who cancel at the...