Monday, February 27, 2012

bewares the ides of March


This soothsayer just took the whole month of March off. Paid leave. That's right bitches. I'm tired and I want to be a mom for a while. Take a vacation. Go to the beach. Read a book from cover to cover in one day. Right before FCAT. Right before that damn state exam that measures my performance and pays me accordingly. I'll show those stupid fuckers. I have been teaching all year, not just right before, or directly to some stupid multiple choice test; besides, I've already taught them what they need to know by now and I didn't tell them what I was teaching them. I just taught.

In a traditional brick and mortar school, my friends all have to preach and teach to that damn test. They must display their instructional goals on the board, i.e., W.9-10.2., they must all be in the same book, at or around, the same time of the year, and they must put up with non-sense behaviors of adults and children, and they must go to time wasting meetings, and pep rallies to hype up the students, not about the big game, but the test, and I didn't once mention that fucking test this year. Well, if you count making fun of it, then I did. My students will outperform the state and the district. Kiss my big ass FCAT, you big PUSSY you. Now I'll be able say, I didn't even show up the month before, and still...

Pssst! Washington. It doesn't matter what you teach it matters HOW you teach. It doesn't matter how many bodies you have to teach it matters HOW you teach. It doesn't matter what instruction you deliver, virtual or real time, synchronous or asynchronous, it's HOW you deliver and engage and connect that matters. It doesn't matter where you're headed educationally, as long as everyone's making progress, and wants to go where they're headed. We can't and don't measure progress by one stupid fucking exam. Are my students employable, good citizens with good manners and hopefully good grammar when they leave me? I think they are. This stupid test doesn't measure any of that. IMO, when the student is ready, the teacher will come. You can't force kids to perform. It's more like an invitation to travel with you. Why do I have to go THERE their way all the time when I can get there, just on a different road, all on my own. Scope and Sequence is for beginners, Mr. Politician!

It's time to have a little pep rally of my own.....I am THRILLED to take this time off. FREEDOM to do whatever the hell I feel like doing.  Hmmmm, where am I gonna go?.......beware the ides of March. I am getting my turtle tattoo that weekend for sure. I wanted to get it on the 15th, but I'm afraid it'll ruin the wedding  and the bachelorette party in the Keys. I don't want to be bothered by it, or bandaged, or that girl with my shoes off the whole time. Gross. It'll need to be the day after the wedding. Sunday. Sun day. Maybe I should book another night at the hotel.

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