I shall not bake more than once in a school year. Dozens of children per grade x two parents = me baking once a year. Children do not need baked goods in the shape of trees for Arbor Day and the like. I shall not doubt my kid’s teacher’s method of teaching math just because…
Tag: teaching
Teaching My Kids To Fish
…give a man a fish and you feed him for a day; teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifetime.** Sometimes in the dead dark of night I worry. I worry about a lot of the same things most mothers worry about. Whether I’ve peeled enough carrot sticks for lunch. Whether I’ve remembered to sign the field trip permission form. Whether I’ve forgotten some major life event my kids will be traumatized by…
It Only Takes One to Make a Difference
This weekend I saw an obituary notice for Ernestine M. Tulumello, fondly regarded by fourth graders at Stall Brook Elementary School as Mrs. T. As decades worth of her students reminisced and remembered her on Facebook, I was reminded of the many reasons why, as a teacher, she was so loved. We’ve all had teachers…
I Got Chills, They’re Multiplyin’….
I’ve had some crappy jobs in my life. Trying to sound enthusiastic about selling frozen steak when I was in high school is right up there near the top. Serving up blizzards with a smile and scrubbing toilets at Dairy Queen for $3.25 an hour probably makes the list too. But by far the worst…
Wine and Cheese (Doodles) 