I am really enjoying this challenge to blog a post once a day. I didn’t know I had so much I wanted to share with the world. It’s very therapeutic.
Last night, I couldn’t take reading The Miami Herald online articles anymore. Its one sided reporting on the issues regarding Miami Dade County Public Schools, its school board and its Superintendent Alberto Carvalho were sickening.
The people who were reading these articles probably believed all of these untruths. There was no way that I could reach them with the truth as fast as the newspaper. It was like yelling into an empty room. Very frustrating.
I know I have better things to do with my time than focus on a system that is too corrupt to know the difference between right and wrong. But I do it because I can’t help not to do it. I can’t watch something wrong happen and stay quiet.
But I am thinking that if I share what I know with all of you, I might feel better. Maybe one day someone will stumble upon my blog and say, “Hey! Look! Someone was speaking the truth!”
I love fall. I fall in love with fall every year. Even though I live in Miami, I transform my classroom as much as possible into a leaf falling environment. My students, this year, were fabulous about it. They worked as a team to get the paper leaves up on the ceiling. When the air condition blows, the leaves sway side to side. My students look up and smile. It’s something different.
These kids are special this year. I could tell from the first week of school when I gave them their first challenge. Almost every year my homeroom class wins the school wide can food drive which goes to the local Daily Bread Food Bank. I say almost but I can’t remember losing any year. I don’t like to lose. It’s just not my thing.
I told them that I would do my best to match whatever they donate. If they bring 20 non-perishable food items, I will bring 20 items as well. They sat there, politely listened, but I didn’t see the spark yet to bring them into action until I told them why I am so passionate about helping in the food drive. Continue reading “November Challenges the Spirit of Giving”
A good friend of mine asked me why I bother discussing the corruption in our school system when it’s obvious no one cares. He is right to a degree. Almost no one cares. I care. As long as I care, I will continue to speak about the injustices and financial mismanagement in Miami Dade County Public School System. I can’t look the other way because I know that this will have an impact on our students which in turn will have an impact on our economy and the world around us.
This is an email that Shirley Person sent to Karen Aronowitz, president of United Teachers Of Dade, regarding the school bond referendum in this year’s election. Shirley agreed to share it here with all of you. Share it with others who will be voting this year in Miami’s school bond referendum. Vote #223 VOTE AGAINST THE BOND.
I disagree with UTD’s support of this bond referendum. Read the The Herald article dated Saturday, October 20, 2012 entitled “Broken promises marred last Miami-Dade bond issue for schools.” I have had a plethora of UTD members and non members tell me they are not voting for this bond referendumbecause they have not received 5 years of steps and pay raises, and they simply cannot afford to pay another 30 years for this bond. They are still paying for the 1988 bond until 2017 and, as taxpayers, they have a right to make a decision based on their financial situation. Continue reading “United Teachers of Dade: More Divided Than United”
Since it is a presidential election year, people feel that Democrats and Republicans can’t agree on anything. Therefore, I thought I should add that I am a registered Democrat and Dr. Maria Peiro is a registered Republican. Yet, we both agree that giving our school board $1.2 BILLION dollars to play with is a very bad idea. In fact, it’s a road we don’t want taken by anyone.
This is her take on it. Love to know your thoughts.
Dr. Maria Peiro:
I will be voting NO and have told everyone to vote NO. There are still many underenrolled schools that could be closed and many other things that could be done to release money to fix the rest of the schools. The Miami Dade County Public School board wants to raise taxes the cowardly way. Put it on the referendum and if it passes, then it was the voters who voted for it. However, the voters are mostly misinformed about this. The school board members have wasted lots of capital improvement money that was previously given to them by the state. They have had flexibility in moving money from the general budget to the capital budget, and they have done so. Where did that money go?
Someone after viewing the movie, The Hunger Games, asked me how I could teach this novel to my 7th grade students with all that violence. This inquisitive person was curious to see my lesson plans. I thought I’d do one better and share my lesson plans here with you. Feel free to share this with other educators as well. So here goes! This one’s for you, Enid.
This post was inspired by Bruce Sallan’s #dadchat tweets on Thursday evenings. Thank you for allowing me to add my two cents to your tweets.This post is not for every parent. You’ve been warned. This post is meant only for parents who are fed up with the constant fighting they incur with their child during the academic year. It’s also meant for the parent who wants more for their child but doesn’t know if they are asking for too much. I’m going to give it to you straight from the point of view of a teacher who has been teaching in Miami for over 13 years, way over!
The past 365 days of my life can best be compared to a kitchen blender. Sometimes life was choppy or smooth but the last two months of 2011 I was going through a few dicey moments. The year 2012 was not going to be too tasty if I didn’t change my situation right away. The recipe to my happiness needed a healthy dose of writing. It is one my passions and when I step away from my passions I am not as fulfilled with life. Of course, I didn’t notice this until after it happened. It took major drama in November to wake me up from my slumber of mediocracy. I was excelling in helping others reach their dreams but I had neglected mine along the way. No more! I had to change the menu around. Too much sour, not enough sweet.
I made the simplest, quickest and healthiest breakfast. As a child, I was a very picky eater but my abuelita, grandmother, would always find a way to push food. It’s a grandma thing but at the same time, I am sure my disability was another reason for her to concoct ways to add nutrition into my brittle body.