empty-classroomLast week, I walked out of my classroom for the final time.

As the sun set on my time as a classroom teacher, I did what all good teachers do: I paused to reflect on the experience. What went well? What didn’t go well? Where was there room for improvement?

My reasons for leaving the profession behind are many, and I’ll delve into that in a later blog post. But for now, I’d like to focus on teachers as I’m come to know them over the years.

When I was growing up, school was my safe haven. I grew up in the hood: lots of crime, lots or violence, lots of drugs. My parents were afraid to let us go outside and, well, the situation at home wasn’t great either. School was the one place where we felt secure, where we could explore, and we could stretch our academic muscle. Neither of my parents finished high school, but they knew an education would be our ticket out of the ghetto. My teachers were a source of encouragement, and occasionally gave me some tough love.

When I became a parent, I marveled at the teachers who worked with my kids. Their dedication to the students–their passion for helping young minds to blossom–inspired me to get my teaching credentials. I wanted to help students become excited about learning too.

Once I became a teacher, I found myself surrounded by caring and dedicated professionals. They shared the dedication that I had seen in my teachers and my kids’ teachers. My colleagues became my mentors and friends. We talked instructional strategies and classroom management, planned field trips and cross-curricular learning opportunities, and navigated our way through the many changes our profession has undergone in the last few years.

Dear teachers, thank you. Thank you for your dedication to your work. Thank you for all the sacrifices you make for the good of your students. Thank you for doing more with less, for putting up with the mountains of paperwork, and answering all those darn emails (even when you don’t want to).  And thank you for taking care of our most valued treasures: our children.

“Education is not preparation for life; education is life itself.” -John Dewey

Test Anxiety? Yes, I’d Say So

Ask any teacher or administrator working today, and they will have lots to say on the subject of testing. In Florida, where I currently live and work, this year marks the first year of high-stakes testing under the new Common Core State Standards (CCSS) curriculum. What do the changes mean for us? It means everyone is in a panic over what to expect in terms of the type of test, as well as what those results mean for teachers and students. To put it bluntly, it’s a hot mess.

For one thing, we aren’t really sure what the test is going to look like. Well, we have some idea. The people the Florida DOE have contracted for creating the tests are the same people that developed the tests used in Utah this past year. In case you hadn’t heard, an overwhelming number of students scored below proficiency on the tests that were administered earlier this year. Only 41% of fourth graders were proficient in language arts last year, compared with 78% the previous year, according to this article in the Orlando Sentinel. This number is alarming for a few reasons; among them the fact that student proficiency scores help determine school grades and are used in calculated the VAM scores that link directly to teacher evaluations. If our students are performing that poorly across the board, then we really need to have a close look at the validity of the assessment tools we use, the curriculum we teach, and our methods of instruction. Giving more tests is not the answer.

What happens when you have a new test coming down the road? A test that has so much riding on it? Well, what it means is lots and lots of test prep. And since we don’t exactly know what this test will look like, we scramble to come up with lots of ways to prep kids. My previous school district decided they would create their own monthly writing assessment to help “get the students ready for the demands of the new timed writing tests.” That translated to a monthly writing prompt that would take me three class periods to administer, valuable instructional time lost, and countless hours spent grading. Combine that with additional test prep in reading and math, common monthly assessments, FAIR testing, and benchmark tests, and you’ve got a generation of kids who do nothing but test.

Florida and Utah aren’t alone in this. New York started implementing these tests two years ago, and things are just as bad there. In New York City, only 26% of students in grades 3-8 showed proficiency in reading, and only 30% were proficient in math, according to the 2013 testing results. Not exactly good news. Tons of man-hours devoted to prepping students for these assessments did little to help when it came down to taking these tests.

So where do we go from here?  Obviously, something is fundamentally wrong with what we are currently doing, as we are no closer to bridging the achievement gap. For many people, the accountability movement has begun to resemble the hydra of Greek mythology: every time a test is eliminated, it feels like two more appear in its place. It’s time we got off the high-stakes testing roller coaster and started looking at what and how our students learn, as well as how other factors play a role in student learning outcomes.

Kitchen Therapy

Chicken and vegetable stir fry with rice noodles

Chicken and vegetable stir fry with rice noodles

I’ve spent the past week grappling with some major yuckiness: fever, cough, stuffy nose, chills–you name it, I had it. I lost my voice last Saturday, and it has yet to come back. One student asked me to explain where I lost it. Another demanded that I go back there and get it back because, as he put it, “You sound weird.”

First graders: so cute, and so brutally honest.

The antibiotics have started working, so it’s time to get back in the kitchen. And since I’ve rather dig my eyes out with a spoon than eat another bowl of soup, I decided on stir fry. This one was super easy. I grabbed some leftover chicken, whatever veggies I had on hand, garlic, ginger, gluten-free tamari, oil, and rice noodles. I soaked the rice noodles for a few minutes in hot water before adding them to the wok, but that was as challenging as it got.

The verdict? Delicious. Everything was well-balanced, the veggies remained crisp, and the noodles were just the right firmness. Honestly, it could have turned out terrible, and it wouldn’t have mattered to me. It was just great to be able to get up and cook again.

There’s More for Your Life

I’ve emerged from my hiatus to share a rant about Sears. Sears, who sold my mother-in-law a refrigerator on Monday and delivered it to our home yesterday. This same Kenmore refrigerator, purchased at Sears…DOES. NOT. WORK.

I came home from work today to find the ground chuck in my freezer a rather unappetizing shade of gray. A service tech (not a Sears employee) came to my home this afternoon–after many hours of phone calls–and confirmed that the appliance is, in fact, not working. As if the smell of rotting food didn’t give that away. The refrigerator is registering a balmy 68 degrees which, as those of you in the food business may know, makes the food housed therein unsafe for human consumption.

As I write this, my mother-in-law is trying to get them to deliver a new refrigerator to my house. The earliest estimates for delivery are Friday. Friday, people: as in two days from now. They are also unwilling to compensate me for the food that is now rotting and unsafe for my children to eat. What they did offer was a $100 Sears gift card. Are you kidding? Like I want to spend more money there?

I have taken to my Twitter page, my Facebook account, and any other media to share my frustration at both the sub-standard product I received and the cavalier attitude of company representatives with whom my MIL has made contact.

If mama’s not happy, ain’t nobody happy. If mother-in-law ain’t happy, well…you know the rest.

Update: The social media folks from Sears saw my tweets and have since made contact. As of right now, the new fridge is scheduled to be delivered on Friday; they have also agreed to mail us $100 to go towards the cost of the spoiled food. Fingers crossed, you guys.


People of the Internets, there is big news around here at Casa Flamenco. Big news as in…wait for it…I got a new job! As if that wasn’t exciting all on its own, the job I speak of is a teaching job. Finally! After years of longing and preparation, the time has finally come.

I am teaching 6th grade Language Arts at a new school scheduled to open in just a few weeks. I am so thrilled to have this opportunity to work with students, and I’m thrilled to have found a placement at a school where the administration is very supportive of its teachers. My AP taught for this particular school management company (at a different site), and both she and the principal expressed their belief that I would make a good fit at the school.

For the next few weeks, I’ll be in training classes and working on lesson planning in preparation for the start of the school year. I’ve got lots of prepping to do, and I cannot wait to hit the ground running. Whoo-hoo!