Waiting for Ironman: A Teacher Weighs in on What’s Wrong with the Technology Industry

Our Nation is at risk. While we once dominated the development and production of technology, we now see our eminence overtaken by international competitors. Some may argue that the development of technology has shown steady improvements over past decades by citing increased speed and capacity and decreased price and maintenance, but this would be tantamount to arguing that our public schools are not failing by citing the overall trends of increased literacy, educational attainment, and broad measures of intelligence. No, we cannot allow steady and methodically researched solutions to inform our improvements. We clearly require a complete technology industry overhaul.Read More »

Speaking from Experience: Special Education Teacher Retention

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This post is part of a series called “Speaking from Experience”. You can read an introduction to the series here.

I’m something of an oddity. Ask anyone – especially my teenaged students. But as much of an oddity as I am on a personal level, I’m even more so on a professional one. I’ve been a classroom special education teacher for over 20 years. According to several sources I’ve read (here’s one), special education teachers leave the field at a rate nearly twice that of general education teachers, with a large number moving from special education to general education. Those figures are pretty astounding considering that almost half of all teachers leave the field of teaching within the first five years.Read More »

Speaking from Experience: High Expectations ≠ Same Expectations

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This post is part of a series called “Speaking from Experience”. You can read an introduction to the series here.

I have often heard that we special educators don’t set high enough expectations, which is why students with learning disabilities and other special needs have lower achievement levels than their peers. The assumption is that all students come to us the generally the same and that we are screwing them up – or in more palatable terms, that “the system is failing these students.”

The reasoning may sound logical to some. These students aren’t achieving as high as their peers because no one has previously expected them to do so. Although variation is a certainty in all other areas of the physical world, from rocks to plants to animals, we are to believe that there are no significant individual differences between student abilities except those that we teachers create through neglect and low expectation.Read More »

Speaking from Experience: The Importance of Relationships


Photo on 8-18-13 at 5.46 PMThis post is part of a series called “Speaking from Experience”. You can read an introduction to the series here.

As the coordinator of an alternative special education graduation program in a large rural high school, I serve the students who are at highest risk for dropping out of school or leaving school without meeting Tennessee’s diploma requirements. My experience supports the research evidence, for example here and here, that one of the most important components of successful drop-out prevention is cultivating relationships with students.

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Speaking from Experience: Top-Down Initiatives

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This post is part of a series called “Speaking from Experience”. You can read an introduction to the series here.

During my 20+ years of teaching, I have been required to implement more initiatives that I can count. Most of these have been based on research that has shown that “good schools do ___” or “good teachers do ___” or “high achieving students do ___”. In short, they are based on the “what works” mentality. Researchers gather evidence that correlate a certain set of actions with a certain set of positive school qualities. Then, a school system, state, or even entire country decides to implement this action in a broad stroke. Many of these may have begun as good ideas, but eventually almost all top-down initiatives have had limited success because of poor implementation.Read More »

Speaking from Experience: A Series

Photo on 8-18-13 at 5.46 PMData-driven decision making has been all the rage in education for the past few decades, but, as Larry Cuban points out here, there is little evidence that this trend has led to any better outcomes for American schools than teacher decision making. While documentaries, media attacks, and political rants continue to assert that we teachers are incompetent and apathetic, and that years of working in classrooms makes us even more so, we now have growing evidence that, in fact, teachers with classroom experience do make a difference for our students.

Lately I’ve been reading more writers who even suggest that experienced teachers might know more about what helps students learn than multi-billionaire businessmen like Bill Gates and the Koch brothers, or basketball players like Arne Duncan. We teachers may have some ideas about why the panels of “experts” who write standards and tests, lead conferences, and design evidence-based curricula haven’t been able to make lasting and meaningful improvements in our schools. Maybe we should begin to listen to experienced teachers.

But, they lament, it’s hard to find classroom teachers doing more than complaining, making excuses, or following self-interest. There are some writers, like David Greene, who share their many years of classroom experience with us. But no one of us can speak for all teachers, since we are all different people working in different settings, with different students, and teaching different content. We need to hear from a broad spectrum of teachers.

So, this begins a series from my perspective as a classroom special education teacher. I’ve taught in public school classrooms for 18 years now, with an additional three years teaching in a private non-profit classroom and few others as a classroom consultant, among other education-related jobs. I’ve seen trends come and go. I’ve seen successes and failures. I’ve seen the repackaging of the same and the promotion of the ridiculous.  I constantly read about education, think about solutions, try out new possibilities in my classroom, and pick and choose the successful pieces to add to my teaching repertoire. And despite all this, I still face each day feeling that I have so much more to learn if I am ever to do my job effectively.

In this series, I will share observations about the general trends I’ve seen in education over the years. It will be my narrow view from where I have been teaching.  I won’t share “what works”, but rather, what has worked for me at which times, with which students, and in which settings, and why I think some other efforts may not have worked so well.

Compassion: A disjointed story without beginning, middle or end and no clear protagonist

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Louis presented each of my two children with a giant (and I mean really giant) teddy bear when they were born. Many gifts followed over the years, including influential birthday gifts like portable CD players with classic R&B CD’s, and even their first cell phones. There were also many small, spontaneous gifts like drawings and re-gifted trinkets, given to Louis by charitable groups but more appropriate for my young children. Community mental health workers were surprised and often suspicious about his interest in my kids. They saw him as a large, black man who was chronically mentally ill and prone to violent outbursts that landed him in restraints and required mega-shots of Thorazine to keep him under control – not the sweet voice calling to ask about “those babies”, or the gentle man who could barely bring himself to pat the children’s heads when we got together.

My mother, Sissy, is 5’2” and dainty, a lawyer who watches Fox News and insists that it’s quality reporting. Almost every morning for about 30 years, until he died this past summer, she received a call from Louis that would begin with a mundane report of how well he had slept and how his bowels were moving, but too often segue into a bombshell report about the latest upheaval in his life. Many times he had landed back in the state psychiatric hospital but was being transferred into a group home, losing his most recent apartment and all the furniture that he and Sissy had bought and moved in during his last change of residence. Other times it was a report of his being kicked out of a group home and all his belongings being stolen, and his sleeping at the mission, or worse. Sometimes it was a tale of being arrested. Once he had been released from the hospital to a shelter, during winter, with only a pair of house shoes on his feet. During later years, it was reports of heart attacks and hospitalizations for chronic heart disease.

He usually asked her for something simple – some chicken, because he was hungry, or help getting money from his account so he could buy toilet paper and soap. The rest of Sissy’s day, between depositions and court filings, was spent buying new shoes, bringing food, calling mental health case workers, or driving Louis to the bank to withdraw his money. She often helped him gain access to his money since he was deemed incompetent to manage his own finances. Louis was like her part time job, without pay, for almost 30 years. Yes, really. 30 years.

Rewind those 30 years, to the time when my sister, who I have written a bit about here, was sent to the state psychiatric hospital after our family health insurance ran out. She was frail and young, helpless from the severity of her illness and the chemical straightjacket she had been prescribed. This was the 1980’s, when psychiatric institutions were undergoing reorganization, poorly funded and understaffed – dangerous places for disoriented young women.  This is where she first met Louis, who protected her, like a part time job, without pay, until events outside his control took her.

And so I know that compassion is all around us, often unexpected and unrecognized, but sometimes contagious.

So She’s Not Fat or Old, But…

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Tennessee’s new Commissioner of Education, Candice McQueen, speaking at the Partners in Education conference in Nashville.

In my post, “It’s Time for the Reign of the Fat Old Ladies”, I expressed my concerns about the upcoming appointment of a new education commissioner for Tennessee. I really wanted a commissioner who represents the hard working teachers who have always been the unrecognized leaders our education movement. Yesterday, I had a chance to listen to our new commissioner, Candice McQueen, and though she hasn’t had enough time to prove herself, I’m feeling optimistic. No, she’s not nearly fat and old enough to convince me she that knows the plight of today’s teacher, but at least she’s a woman, has classroom experience, and seems to have respect for the teaching profession.

From the first few seconds of listening to her predecessor, Kevin Huffman, I knew that my future as a teacher was in terrible peril. And from the first few seconds of listening to Candice McQueen, I could tell that the administration has learned from its mistake and has either chosen a much more teacher-friendly direction or has learned to pander to teachers pretty convincingly.

McQueen called eduction a “high calling” and asserted that she would listen more than talk in the early stages, to hear the concerns of all stakeholders – a far cry from the the condescension and blame heaped on teachers by her predecessor. She spoke of her brother with a disability, and the respect she had for his teachers along the way. She spoke of her own mother’s lifelong dedication to teaching.

I was a little less convinced by her classroom experience. While she had a few years of regular classroom teaching, most of her experience was part of grant-funded classrooms embedded in public schools for the purposes of teacher training and research. This means that while she may know something about the students and settings we teach in, she has not experienced the levels of disrespect, voicelessness, lack of resources, or limited access to information that most teachers struggle with on a daily basis.

I can only hope that she will follow through with her promise to listen, and that her actions will be as respectful to teachers and students as her words were yesterday.

The Pace of School

The most popular blog post I’ve ever written is one called “Schedules and Timetables”. I wrote it about a year and half ago, and it continues to get hits almost every day. I don’t really know why. I certainly don’t consider it my best work. It’s a pretty straightforward comparison of the American public school schedule of an 11th grade, university-bound friend with my daughter Anna’s British sixth form timetable for Year 12 (equivalent to US 11th grade). The difference between the two is in the pace. The British timetable left free periods between classes, light days that balanced the busy days, and opportunities to meet with teachers to get help when needed.

Anna is now settled into US public high school after spending last year in a British sixth form and her previous 10 school years homeschooling. A look at that “Schedules and Timetables” post reminds me that current discussions of school reform are ignoring one of most central problems.

The pace is simply frantic. Since she started US public school, Anna doesn’t get enough sleep at night. She wakes up each morning early, hurries out the door and runs through her hectic schedule…a dash to class to sit 47 minutes…think…write…work, then, at the bell, dash to the next, switching off thoughts of the previous 47 minutes to sit…think…write…work about a completely different topic.. again and again for seven different subjects each day.

When the final bell rings, she dashes off again to her various after-school activities. She has had to drop her involvement with our beloved community theater and most of her work hours because there is simply not enough time. She no longer reads for pleasure because there are so many assigned readings. But there are still dance classes, Quiz Bowl team, Girls Scouts, and more. By the time she gets home, she eats a quick meal and starts on the homework. Her weekends are filled with more homework, exercise to counteract the hours of sitting all week, part-time work, and precious time with friends.

An old yogi of mine used to say, “It is in the periods of rest that we absorb the benefit of our activity.” That doesn’t only apply to physical exercise. Without time between classes, I see that Anna doesn’t retain as much knowledge this year as she has in her previous years of schooling. It seems that the more school work she has, the less she really learns.

I also see the toll it’s taking on her physically in her eyes, her hair, and her skin. It takes a toll on her emotions as well. Sometimes she weeps for no reason, or no reason she can name. Sometimes she snaps.

Grant Wiggins’ blog recently highlighted the issue of the pace of school when he featured a report from a teacher who spent a day shadowing high school students. As a follow-up, Pernille Ripp is asking students to share pictures of their school day on February 5th, with the hashtag #studentlife, to show teachers what a student’s day is really like. I hope efforts like these will start a discussion of ways we can address the problem of our harried pace.