tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42275671834063479542024-03-04T22:29:13.111-08:00Amor DocendiLove of LearningAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15499654910282493493noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4227567183406347954.post-73288129659030266212013-01-15T14:58:00.000-08:002013-01-16T15:59:05.281-08:00Are Teachers Underpaid<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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Are teachers underpaid? This is one of the most divisive questions during 2012. Across the country we saw teacher strikes and state legislatures high-jacking teacher collective bargaining rights. Across the country we heard teachers revered and reviled. We heard people say they "made too much" and they "didn't make enough." And at the conclusion of the year, it seems that we are back where we started.<br />
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As I searched for articles about the topic of teachers' being underpaid or overpaid, I came across an article that puts a humorous twist to the teacher salary debate. The article generated over 140 comments. This speaks volume to the explosiveness of the issue. The article is from <b><a href="http://www.addictinginfo.org/">www.addictinginfo.org</a>. </b>Enjoy!<br />
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<i style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Are You Sick of 'Highly Paid Teachers'?</b></i><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;">Teachers’ hefty salaries are driving up taxes, and they only work 9 or10 months a year! It’s time we put things in perspective and pay them for what they do – babysit!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">We can get that for less than minimum wage.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">That’s right. Let’s give them $3.00 an hour and only the hours they worked; not any of that silly planning time, or any time they spend before or after school. That would be $19.50 a day (7:45 to 3:00 PM with 45 min. off for lunch and plan– that equals 6 1/2 hours).</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Each parent should pay $19.50 a day for these teachers to baby-sit their children. Now how many students do they teach in a day…maybe 30? So that’s $19.50 x 30 = $585.00 a day.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">However, remember they only work 180 days a year!!!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I am not going to pay them for any vacations.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">That’s $585 X 180= $105,300 per year. (Hold on! My calculator needs new batteries).</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">What about those special education teachers and the ones with Master’s degrees? Well, we could pay them minimum wage ($7.75), and just to be fair, round it off to $8.00 an hour. That would be $8 X 6 1/2 hours X 30 children X 180 days = $280,800 per year.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Wait a minute — there’s something wrong here! There sure is!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">The average teacher’s salary (nation wide) is $50,000. $50,000/180 days = $277.77/per day/30 students=$9.25/6.5 hours = $1.42 per hour per student–a very inexpensive baby-sitter and they even EDUCATE your kids!) </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">WHAT A DEAL!!!!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><b>How much do you think a teacher should make? Are teachers underpaid?</b></span></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15499654910282493493noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4227567183406347954.post-42687561111698258062013-01-11T12:43:00.000-08:002013-01-11T12:43:07.711-08:00Martin Luther King or Bill Gates<br />
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One day as I got down on my knees and prayed, a benevolent
voice whispered to me and said, “MJ, you will receive a gift.” Instead of
asking who or what the voice is, I got very excited with the prospect that I
might receive a windfall of riches and fame. So I asked, “What’s the gift?”</div>
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The voice answered, “You will have the chance to determine
one of your children’s future.”</div>
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Ok, so the gift is not for me it’s for one of my children. This is even better. I gleefully asked
for more details. The voice obliged. </div>
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“First you must choose which of your children will receive
the gift. Then you have to decide which path your chosen child will take. There
are two paths. The first path is a path that Martin Luther King journeyed and
the second path is the road that Bill Gates traveled. Your child’s chosen path
will have the same triumphs, struggles, rewards, and sacrifices as the person
who first lived it.”</div>
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Wow!</div>
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It’s already hard enough to choose which child to pick but
the different paths has made it more difficult. I asked the voice if I can have
at least an hour to maul over my choices. The voice said, “No problem.”</div>
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If I pick MLK, then I know for sure what will happen to
my child. But his life affected so many people and has literally changed the
course of American society and arguably changed the world. If I were to choose
MLK, then my daughter, The Family Genius, with be perfect for his life. Like MLK, the Family Genius has the huge capacity to do what’s
right. She has an unwavering conviction that will not sacrifice her integrity
and good sense. She also has the ability to organize and galvanize people to
work for a common cause.</div>
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Now if I decide to go with Bill Gates, The Prodigal Son
would definitely fit the bill. Like Gates, The Prodigal Son, has the knack for
business and the ability to recognize a need and be able to meet that need with
speed and efficiency. The Prodigal Son
will be focused in growing his business and money but in the end like Gates, he
will give them away through philanthropic means. He may not admit that he has a
kind and generous heart but he does. His kindness is immense.</div>
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In my deep thoughts, I didn't notice that my one hour has
run out. The voice pressed me to make a decision. And so I did.</div>
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I chose to selfishly keep my daughter and I decided on Bill
Gates and The Prodigal Son.</div>
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Of course in reality, there was no voice and there were no
paths to choose.</div>
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This whole exercise is about knowing your children’s
abilities and capacities. We may have dreams about what we want our children to
be when they grow up. We may even want to choose their paths for them. In the end however, our children will become
who they are. It’s our job and responsibility to recognize our children’s
abilities and help them develop these abilities.</div>
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We may want to protect them from the world but we cannot and
must not because in doing so we will be depriving them of their destiny. We have to remember that as parents, like Martin Luther King
and Bill Gates parents, we are the original “Life Coaches.” Our job is to help
with their life game plan and guide them through life practice. </div>
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And when it is
game time, we have to let them play.</div>
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photo by: <span style="background-color: white; color: #009933; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 15px;">bloom-fitness.com</span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15499654910282493493noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4227567183406347954.post-25383076640478443062013-01-11T12:04:00.000-08:002013-01-11T12:04:14.993-08:00Positive Lies, Negative Truths<br />
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<a href="https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQG2XVwcTmQsZZWt3tsHja0B7Mz2Y7mpVpG_gCKKi0di4KdJB1i" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="281" src="https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQG2XVwcTmQsZZWt3tsHja0B7Mz2Y7mpVpG_gCKKi0di4KdJB1i" width="320" /></a>At work I’m an expert at telling positive lies in place of
negative truths. As a teacher and a school administrator, I not only have to
nurture our school’s students’ feelings, I have to do it for their parents as
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When speaking to parent about his or her child, you have to know that even if a parent is listening to your comments objectively, the
negative statements about his/her child doesn't hurt any less. I know I’m good
at what I do because I can totally empathize with every single parent I talk
to. Like any other parent, while my children are definitely my source of
inspiration and strength, they are also my Achilles Heel. </div>
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Any negative statement regarding my children, true or not,
is like a dull knife piercing through my heart. Such was the case when one of
my dearest and respected relative spoke unfavorably about my children. While
what she said was true and without malice, her comments were still hurtful. </div>
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And because I was hurt, I changed our entire vacation itinerary.
Did I overreact? Probably. Was I too
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So imagine me, reacting the way I did. I'm supposed to be a professional, who is very
objective, and who usually take everything with a grain of salt. Now replace me with one of the many parents from my school.</div>
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Yes, I believe in telling the truth. But I also believed in
bending the truth to achieve a bigger and better outcome. When it comes to
talking to parents about their children’s academic, social, and emotional
progress or lack thereof, one must thread lightly and cautiously. If one sets
out to tell the unadulterated truth to a parent, one must be ready to face the
repercussion. </div>
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photo from: <span style="background-color: white; color: #009933; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 15px;">blog.lib.umn.edu</span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15499654910282493493noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4227567183406347954.post-80844884503564184382013-01-08T14:49:00.001-08:002013-01-11T12:08:24.446-08:00An Examined Life<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;">Hello World! This is my very first post. I wish I had something very clever to say, but unfortunately my wit escapes me. However, I did find an article that was sent to me by a friend of mine. This article speaks to me because I subscribe to its overall message. In due time you will learn more about me. In the meantime please enjoy the article below: </span><br />
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;">Did you like the article? Sometimes even if try very hard, I tend to "focus on the sand" especially when it comes to work. The funny thing though is that when it comes to my children and my students, I focus more on the "golf balls". How about you, do you focus more on the sand or the golf balls?</span></span><br />
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