My Last Words
I really enjoyed dinner, I think I ate way too much. I also really enjoyed our conversation about where we take the state of education. We talked about merit pay and that being the thing that may band us together. Money may be the thing that motivates us to really put up a fight. Kim it may band us together, but it hasn’t thus far. We barely get paid much now and we are not putting up much of a fight for better wages, better resources and equal playing field with the CEO of companies. What will make you fight for education? I know we have all said that good teachers close their door and teaches. What if we let more people in the door, let preservice teachers in, let veteran teachers in, let administration in on one of our real lessons, let politicians in the classroom, bring the community in the room. If we opened our self up we would be giving power to the cause. The educational system has problems that won’t be cured with a new textbook system, won’t be fixed with a raise here or there, it won’t be fixed by closing our doors. There is no band aid for this, there is no one solution. Schools are ,if I may quote my fallen solider Barrion Fannin, “Big Business.” It is a machine that produces little robots instead of soldiers ready to stand up for social justice. I look at this year and realized I read a lot about social justice but did little for the cause. I was quite busy writing papers. So my charge for myself and you is to question what will be your social justice project? This project you will not be graded on by a professor, but by your profession, your students, your community and yourself. Friere says to know is the grow and to grow is to know. Now that we have all this information from all the articles we read we have to grow. We have to use our knowledge, in order to use it we have to be willing to grow out of the shell we have been in. I am dedicated to teaching, I think I lost some of it this year, but I’ve got my Mojo back baby and I’m ready to make the difference. I’m ready to stop talking the game and really get in the game. Writing this blog, my last words, reminds me that I’ve fallen short, but I will rise again.
Let me know if you are ready to join my militant party of teachers. No machine guns allowed, unless you are talking about your quick fire of words or letters that you plan on firing on society. We have lost community, we have lost our connections. I am guilty of being a TV watching, FB/myspace updating, texting, email writing, procrastinating member of society. I’ve let pieces of society become my community a “pseudo community” as Gatto would call it. I’ve lost my connection by being so overly connected. I’ve lost my sense of community, I charge that we rebuild teacher communities, we rebuild school communities we rebuild the educational system. Anyone with me?
These are my last words, but please believe that you will be hearing from me.