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Saturday, January 24, 2015

A letter of frustration



To Whom It May Concern in the District Where I Work,

   I am a teacher in your district, and have been for over a decade now. In that time I have seen some pretty interesting things happen and the vast majority of them have served to lower teacher morale and hurt student achievement. Now, all of what is to follow in this friendly tsk-tsk letter is merely the point of view from a humble teacher in the trenches.
  
    Imagine putting a rat in a maze. The object, of course, is to get the cheese at the end. To spice things up, the master of the maze puts in several obstacles for the rat to conquer, such as objects to eat, jump over, maybe push through. Or, the rat is injected with a substance to see if the rat is faster, slower, or dead. An even more extreme experiment is to remove the cheese so that when the rat makes it to the end, there is no prize. The master of the maze, be it a curious or perhaps cruel scientist or a kid toying with his pet for idle amusement, HAS NO IDEA WHAT WILL HAPPEN. Dear higher administration officials in charge of our professional lives, you monitor us rats daily and continuously put these obstacles in our way and you HAVE NO IDEA WHAT WILL HAPPEN. At least I hope you don’t, it would be an ego-shattering disaster for us if we knew you had planned our failure as educators.
  
    Let me move immediately to this year’s obstacle: Infinite Campus. I do understand that SASI was an old, defunct attendance system that needed replacing. What you did instead was purchase a whole new system encompassing attendance, grading, progress reports, and report cards. Our training on this has been as-needed and there have been many glitches impeding our responsibilities. What amused some of us further was a mid-May introduction to IC last spring, a time when we are all exhausted and incapable of accepting input from anyone. What used to take a few simple steps in attendance and entering grades has turned into a mega-step procedure for each of those tasks, not to mention printing progress reports and report cards. I often feel like I am assembling a new computer desk in my home, constantly checking the instructions to make sure I was not getting ahead of myself.
     
   Oh yes, that brings me to the next matter of computers. I look enviously at Title I schools, who are able to afford through Federal money high tech devices like iPads and new laptops. My school is not Title I and the computers are barely tolerant of Windows 7. The machine I use in the classroom still works on XP and some days it is slow to put it nicely. In this day and age simple PCs to perform basic tasks (meaning below the gamers’ standards) are quite reasonable in price. With assessments requiring good video and sound being hurled at us, newer machines, or at least newer motherboards and processors inside the old cases, are necessary.
 
    On that note, let us look at the people in charge of maintaining the computers and servers. The district administration has stripped schools of full-time tech gurus and made these hard-working people split time between schools. I hear that it will be even less than that next year. If the system crashes, who will pick up the pieces? There are too many schools in the district for a small elite squad to handle. No, at this stage in the technology-dependent game, full-time techs are needed everywhere.
 
    Next up is the Common Core, or whatever new label is being stamped on it to unsuccessfully convince us think it changed. In this area, I will lean back and relax a bit, because the reading and language arts standards for my grade level make good sense. The math goes a bit overboard, and the science is a bit too detailed. The students in the grade level I teach is in need of lots and lots of practice in their mathematical operations. Neither Envisions nor Engage New York provide the necessary practice. Some teachers say that Engage New York is wonderful in the area of reading. I may try it next year. My point here is that a reasonable curriculum in all areas, spelled out in good plain common-sense fashion, is needed, along with a similar pacing schedule for all subject areas. A team of teachers should get paid to take a year to hammer this out, not a group who has long since stopped knowing what happens in a classroom.
 
    My dear administrators, teaching young minds requires mindful lesson planning, endless copying, a knowledge of each student’s strengths and weaknesses, and constant classroom management, not to mention grading in the off hours, and dealing with irate/inept parents who often are the reason their kids come to school with low achievement and bad attitude. All of these factors require support, not more requirements, programs, and watchdogs. At the current rate, the rat will limp to the end of the maze and see no cheese. What is the cheese? To me, the cheese is student achievement and a sense of accomplishment for the teachers.
  
    I attended public school on the other side of the nation in the 1970s-80s. My teachers were good educators, and all had personality quirks. I did not like all of my teachers, but I came from each of them with lifelong knowledge. None of them were observed frequently by their supervisors, the classrooms had bright sunshine filling us with good energy and vitamin D, we ate a decent lunch cooked fresh, and we all had time to exercise twice daily, at least until the end of the sixth grade. The result? Most of us got a good education from mostly genuinely happy teachers, graduated and went on to college or trade school and are living good lives today. The kids we are teaching get little sunshine and exercise, are subjected to low quality food that for some reason costs money, and they are likely to live with their parents after high school, if they even finish. The world is not ready for them and they are not ready for the world.
   To conclude, I hope you take my words with an open mind. Our district is not alone, it is just the district I work for. Other schools in the nation face similar problems. If the rats feel encouraged with minimal obstacles, the cheese will be taken happily and the rat will look forward to another maze.

Sincerely,
A frustrated and bemused teacher

Friday, January 2, 2015

Nothing Lasts Forever

Happy New Year! What could be a better start to 2015 than a book review by yours truly? Beer, booze, and uninhibited sex come to your minds, I'm sure. However, since I can offer none of those, a book review is in order.

Our selection today is...Nothing Lasts Forever, by Roderick Thorp, a 1979 novel. The relevance of this novel to your lives is that it was the loose basis for the original blockbuster 1988 Die Hard! And I do mean loose. The book is a very entertaining 245 page read and I did it in two days, I had that much trouble putting it down. Here is a synopsis.

**SPOLIER ALERT** If you want to read it, read it, it is a great story if you can find a copy. Scroll down to the end of spoiler alert. Otherwise, continue on. :)

World War 2 veteran and former detective turned security consultant Joe Leland is on his way to Los Angeles to visit his divorced daughter Stephanie Gennaro and her two kids for Christmas. Stephanie works for Klaxon Oil in a 40-story building on Wilshire Blvd. Upon arriving during a party, Joe learns that Klaxon just completed a major business deal with Chile with Stephanie's help. He also learns that she is screwing one of her colleagues Ellis and probably does coke with him.

While he is washing up after his plane trip from St. Louis, he hears a disturbance in the main party room. After hiding to find a place to figure out the situation, he learns the head of the invasion is a German named Anton Gruber. In fact, all of the invading force of 12 is German. In time, Joe takes care (kills) the men and women of Gruber's force and gains better weapons and a radio. He throws one of his victims over the roof, which eventually gains police attention. He also kills the brother of Karl, another of Gruber's force. The threat of Karl is seen throughout the book, but he is seen only twice. 

As Joe is taking out Gruber's force, he has to contend with a maze-like ventilation system to crawl around in, major injuries from broken glass, his own fear of getting killed, and Gruber's threats over the radio to kill all of the hostages combined with his own rhetoric regarding his and Joe's actions. Ellis tries to intervene but Joe refuses, seeing Ellis's true slimeball nature, and Gruber kills him. Joe also develops a friendly but cautious friendship over the radio with Al Powell, a young black cop who responded to the body thrown from the roof. As the night drags on into early Christmas morning, more and more cops and citizens and the media turn the Klaxon situation into a national sensation. Powell's boss Dwayne Robinson distrusts Joe at first, but comes to accept him once he learns who Joe is, but he still wants Joe to back down and let the cops handle it.

Joe knows how people like Dwayne think, and the resulting actions would get him and the hostages, including Stephanie and her kids, killed. Sure enough, the police send in helicopters at dawn, which are dispatched by rockets. Joe gets back into the building via a fire hose and daring leap from the roof. After saving the majority of the hostages (Gruber killed a few) including his grandchildren, he meets up with Gruber who is holding Stephanie hostage. Joe tries to get a clean shot at Gruber, but she refuses to take cover, Joe kills Gruber, but the terrorist holds onto Stephanie and they both fall through the window to their deaths. Devastated, Joe coldly kills one more female terrorist then heads downstairs, warning the cops that Karl is still loose.

Once with the cops, Karl appears. Dwayne shields Joe, but Karl kills Dwayne and gets a shot into Joe before Al kills him. The book ends as Joe is taken to an ambulance, his fate uncertain.

**SPOLIER END**

This book is an interesting tale of morality and the consequences of one's actions, two aspects we don't see much of in Die Hard. Joe Leland is a man in his 50s or early 60s. He has a dark past filled with divorce and alcoholism. He has become a respected authority on security in many areas including banking and retail, but due to this he has become a lonely workaholic who cannot get a successful relationship going after his marriage.

In the Klaxon Oil tower, he is in fear for his life constantly, and also regrets each kill he makes, especially on the women. He is devastated by the fate of his daughter, but also understands that she made bad choices in men and business and that her fate may have been in spite of his intervention, not because of it.

The remarks about society in 1979 are not all that different from now, especially in regards to the destruction of close neighbors and increasing isolation from others (digital technology makes this very true for many). Another point well made is the fact that we the people expect the good guys to get rid of the bad guys, just don't let us see any gory details on how you do it. Otherwise, you'll look bad as well. I see this in the current bad press about police.

In terms of the Die Hard connection, here's a name compare/contrast.

Die Hard Nothing|Lasts Forever
John McClane |Joe Leland
Holly Gennaro-McClane(wife)| Stephanie Gennaro (daughter)
Al Powell |Al Powell
Karl| Karl
Hans Gruber|Anton Gruber/Tony the Red
Dwayne Robinson| Dwayne Robinson
Joseph Takagi| Rivers
Ellis| Ellis

A few other differences: the book has no Dick Thornberg (sleazy reporter), Karl only appears twice, and the injury from glass happens much earlier.

In conclusion, I highly recommend this book, not just to see source material for a movie, but also to read a good action story that discusses society and morality along the way without getting preachy.