Pulling Weeds

"Ever since the eclipse of our native cultures, the dominant American view has been that we should cultivate the self rather than the community; that we should look to the individual as the source of hope and the center of value, while expecting hindrance and harm from society. We have understood freedom for the most part negatively rather than positively, as release from constraints rather than as a condition for making a decent life in common......We have a Bill of Rights, which protects each of us from a bullying society, but no Bill of Responsibilities, which would oblige us to answer the needs of others."                                from The Web of Life by Scott Russell Sanders

Just as I was about to pull up these weeds in my school berry patch this little guy landed. He made me ponder the quote above.  It was part of a Northwest Institute Course I have been taking with 6 other stalwart people on Wednesdays  nights at church.  The course, called Discovering a Sense of Place, has helped me understand a bit more about my relationship to Middle Tennessee.  It caused me to pause.  Should I pull the thistle up because it is my right to have a beautifully manicured garden or should I leave it for my beautiful Goldfinch friends as one of their primary food sources?  I know what my native American friends would have done.  They left most of the natural world as they found it.

This thistle is a natural source of food, unlike the meal worms I provide when we fledge bluebirds.  We diligently try to assist them in their attempts to survive pitted as they are against the invasive house sparrows brought to this country by immigrants 300 years ago.   How ironic.  Do I pull out a natural food source and then go buy niger seed for the finches?  You tell me

 

Water from the rocks..... Numbers 20:11

"Then Moses raised his arm and struck the rock twice with his staff and water gushed out and the community and their livestock drank."   Growing up on the desert in California did not prepare me for water gushing from rocks.

It still shocks and delights me to see a sight like this one on my way to school after a healthy rain last week.  I couldn't resist pulling over to get the picture with my smart phone!  I remembered a friend in New Mexico relating the story of visiting family in Tennessee as a child and having her Dad stop so they could get a taste of cold water projecting from the rocks by the roadside like a water fountain.  I wondered if this water would be safe to drink today. 

Tiny amounts of pharmaceuticals -- including antibiotics, hormones, mood stabilizers, and other drugs -- are in our drinking water supplies.  In an investigation by the Associated Press, drinking water supplies in 24 major metropolitan areas were found to include drugs.  Disturbingly I searched for the EPA information on our water system in Metro.  "There are no reports for your area"  the search screen established!  I suppose in a time when we continually cut funding to our government with the idea that "anything the government touches is messed up."  We cannot expect there to be enough people to do the testing and enforcement that the EPA is supposed to do.  Disturbing!  

But there are watchdog organizations that report.  One that I regularly contribute to is te NRDC (Natural Resources Defense Council)    There is much interesting information here -- but the bottom line is that in order to have safe water we must filter so much more than simple bacteria.  And the truth is that to have safe water for everyone we must stop polluting the water with so many kinds of waste, fertilizers, pesticides, and herbicides.  In the end Nature provides the best filtration if given the opportunity and if we do not overload the system!  

As I was thinking about this I walked past the garden on my way to put my compost into the compost pile, I found one of the painters washing his paint bucket into the storm drain in the middle of the garden area.  I have been thrilled to see these excellent painters take care and pride as they painted our halls, but instinct kicked in, "What are you doing?"  I asked in a tone of voice that says I am your mother and you are in so much trouble.  The man looked at me as though I was a bit daft, after all it was easy to see what he was doing. 

"I'm washing out my paint bucket."   I caught my breath.  "When you wash things into a storm drain you might as well drink it you know --- it is gong to end up in your drinking glass." 

"But it is environmentally friendly paint,"  he spoke somewhat defensively.

I tried to explain that low VOC paint only referred to volatile dangerous vapors produced by the chemicals.  Paint is not meant for human consumption. How do we educate people to the fact that our actions impact our health and well-being.  I guess the answer is one person/child at a time.

I ended my day with the words of Jeremiah 4:23-36, "....I have seen, and here the garden-land is now the wasteland, and all its cities are pulled down, because of God and his hot anger."  Amen

Big Miracles come in small packages!

Dad's use plans & work together

I pulled into the parking lot at school today (Saturday April 26th) at 9:30 after swimming.  The lot was full of cars and their were busy folks everywhere near the garden. 

It was girl scout greenhouse build day!  Dads had tools --- not just tools, but TOOLS.  You know the kind that make a lot of noise.  They were consulting plans retrieved over the Internet, and orchestrating it all was one of the most dedicated parents I have ever enjoyed working with, Kathy Ferguson.  She has led our girl scout troop for several years and has overseen the year-long effort to collect the bottles and do the ground work required for such a large scale effort.

The girls have been learning about the water cycle and conservation all year.  They have also been learning about perseverance, dedication, postponing gratification, seeking funding, giving back to their community, and pride in accomplishment.

First Wall

Though I have only been a small part of this my heart swelled with pride as I watched the organized chaos in the garden while I shifted books with four other parent volunteers inside the library.  They worked all morning and well into the afternoon.  The girls saw their Dad's and Grand Dad's in a new light as they worked together, altering the plans when they weren't quite right, compensating for slight flaws in the frame, using their experience melded with the reality of the moment to change what they were doing together to get the greenhouse built.

We hear educators talk about 21st century skills when in fact these were 1st century skills as well.  If you do not have the ability to confront circumstances, assess what tools and materials you have at hand, and then work together to come up with a solution, it will not matter how capable you are on a computer, you will not succeed.   But perhaps the best moment was when one of the girls confided to Kathy that she loved this day above others because she got to spend time with her Dad.  Thanks to every person and every scout for the Greenhouse that will make our school garden easier to experience and learn from since we will be able to start our gardens much earlier in the year!

Hey YOU STOP LITTERING!

Hey you, STOP LITTERING! I never see you but the stuff you throw out is left for me to pick up!  You drive off in you nice clean vehicle!  What kind of person throws their trash out on the roadside?  On my way into the Martin Professional Development Center yesterday I found a plastic bottle wedged into a plant, bits of trash scattered along the way, and the worst of all -- as I drove to Murfreesboro Rd (the main thoroughfare I drive to go anywhere from my housing development) I saw one McDonald's bag, and 4 plastic water bottles.  Unfortunately I couldn't stop to pick each one up because of traffic.  I can only hope that a jogger or community worker picked them up.

When I returned to school after the all day meeting, one of the little girls, a first grader, rushed up to me.  "I asked my Mom to recycle a bottle this weekend. and you know what she said?"  "No," I replied, expecting the Mom to commend her daughter for her desire to keep the earth clean.  "She said we don't recycle."

"You did the right thing, I said, maybe I could talk with your Mom."  I'll let you know how that goes.

Do Butterflies have ears? and other GREEN Questions...

The reason I am a librarian is because I love questions.  I love the hunt for an answer.  I love the paradox. In our month of nature activities I shared some milkweed seeds with the kindergartners and discussed why we plant them to encourage Monarch butterflies. So when one of the kindergarten students asked, "Do Butterflies have ears." I was tempted to say, do you see any ears?!  But that wouldn't have answered her real question.  What she really wanted to know was  do they hear?

As is often the case in science the answer is complex.  Some butterflies appear to have fairly sophisticated "ears," some appear to not possess the ability to hear.  But what is most interesting is how scientists discover these fascinating facts.   For example when the question is extended to caterpillars the story of how scientists discovered that they hear is fascinating.   A budding scientist  decided to do a test to see if caterpillars reacted to sound.  He had a little sound generator and tested different frequencies to see if they noticed any reaction from the caterpillars.

The caterpillars ignored most sounds but there was a narrow band of frequencies that caused them to "dance." The interesting thing is that these frequencies were very low. He thought about this and tested different things in nature that make that low frequency, and he found that that frequency is created when birds flap their wings! Makes sense, doesn't it? A caterpillar can hear when a bird is flying overhead and take cover.

This is where the science gets so interesting.   Clearly they could hear, but how did they?  A college student noticed that the little hairs on the caterpillar's back were equidistant from each other. The spacing was the same length as the sound frequency to which they responded. They hypothesized that the hairs on the caterpillar's back acted like the little hairs in our ear, making the caterpillar act like a walking ear drum. To test this out, they shaved the hairs off a caterpillar and noticed that it didn't react anymore to the low frequency sound.

I learned once again that we do not know enough to be so bold as to think our knowledge will be sufficient to save us from environmental destruction.  We are filled with hubris. There is a wonderful verse in Isaiah (55:8-9)  For My thoughts are not your thoughts,  Nor are your ways My ways,” says the Lord. “For as the heavens are higher than the earth, So are My ways higher than your ways, And My thoughts than your thoughts

Earthships, Clubhouses and Girl Scout Greenhouses

1st grade architectural drawing of the perfect clubhouse!

A wonderful week of sustainability.  Ms. Burgett's were the 1st of five classes exploring energy conservation.  Since buildings are the major source of global demand for energy and materials that produce by-product greenhouse gases building green is an important concept that must be understood if we are to ameliorate rising carbon levels in the atmosphere.

The students used their developing presentation skills to show off their architectural drawings of the perfect energy-efficient (see checklist in the picture) clubhouse. 
They have been thinking seriously about using energy and the impact it has on the environment.  They have conscientiously been picking up trash, recycling not only to keep waste materials out of the environment, but also because using raw materials to make new things uses so much more energy.  Even though the mathematics of percents are not 1st grade concepts they can understand that recycling aluminum saves 95% of the energy that making a can from scratch requires.    

Next week they will meet a real architect who works to design and build Leed certified buildings.  I took the student's drawings and the book they read to him yesterday so that he would know what they have been thinking.  Cory Dugan works for TLC Engineering, a firm that designs buildings for corporate and governmental organizations that meet LEED standards.  They also adopted the Architecture 2030 challenge which intends to create carbon neutral buildings by 2030.  As I write I am looking out at the framework for the Girl Scount Greenhouse going up.  We will have the greenhouse set up next weekend! Cheers to sustainability!

The kids were fascinated to see people building earthships. These buildings are completely self-contained.  They take no water, electricity or gas from the grid, and they produce no waste. I was equally stunned by the use of so many materials that we regularly discard to make lovely homes that are totally carbon neutral and healthy!  As I think about the impact we have in schools I think that this quote by Neil  Gaiman says it best.  “Stories you read when you're the right age never quite leave you. You may forget who wrote them or what the story was called. Sometimes you'll forget precisely what happened, but if a story touches you it will stay with you, haunting the places in your mind that you rarely ever visit.”  M is for Magic   I would just change one thing about Neil's quote.  It isn't only the stories we read or hear that never quite leave us---it is the story we see being lived in those around us that awakens us to our own potential! 

April 13 - Blooms and Green deeds.

In 1956, Benjamin Bloom and a group of educational
psychologists developed a way to categorize levels of intellectual behavior.  Today educators are expected to find ways to pull kids through the stages and get them to the point where they are at the pyramid's peak.  The graphic at the top is the result of work by a new group (1990s) of cognitive psychologists, lead by Lorin Anderson (a former student of Bloom). The updated taxonomy reflects relevance to 21st century work. The graphic on the right shows the  original Taxonomy. Note the change from nouns to verbs associated with each level. Everything now is about doing!  We move faster we do MORE.  Kindergartners are forced to master work that was formerly 1st grade work.  There is no time to allow students to develop at their pace, even though that is what is touted in differentiated instruction and in the "new" old Dewey models which give students choice and voice (note the alliteration).  Yes they have choice and voice --- but be sure to keep up!

I always used the taxonomy and think it is very helpful in REFLECTING on my own thought processes and the processes of my students.  So what has changed?  We are being PROPELLED toward a future in education which is being driven by technology.  In some ways this is good and in some ways I am ready to say, WAIT just a minute.  We need to think and to reflect about what we want the future to look like.  SHOULD everything be about GDP growth and employees being "ready" to plug into an employers needs?  Maybe.  Maybe that is not what we should be about in education. 

There is a growing movement toward a different measure of success. The Happy Planet Index focuses on a broader measure.  Is the future that technology is driving us toward one of sustainability?  Check out the Index and give it some thought.

In an article in the New York Times about raising a moral child a study in 50 countries found that what was valued most was not achievement but caring.  Would I rather live in a world where people care about their neighbors and the world or one in which corporations happily tell us what we want and convince us that we need to purchase it.  Technology is neutral.  It has no concern for humanity or this beautiful blue ball we live on.  It s a tool.  WE choose how to use it and my question for today is WHAT are we choosing by not being educated and aware?  What are we choosing when we allow ourselves to be manipulated by a media which is bought and paid for by vested interests?

Green Deeds Days 8 & 9 and higher level thinking

One of the pieces we've used with the 1st graders this week as we talk about recycling is video footage of the great Pacific garbage patch.  Once the kids see the garbage, twice the size of Texas, swirling and realize where their plastic can end up there is a sense of commitment to keeping plastic out of the environment. One of the students shouted out, "Texas is the second biggest state in the U.S."  1st graders have a great capacity to remember data so now is definitely the time to form good habits.

They are especially moved by the photo of a bird which has died from ingesting too much of the plastic.  A bright red lighter is clearly one of the items he consumed.  Following the presentation we talk about the ways we can help.  The obvious responses included personal responsibility, and maybe writing letters to try to keep companies from using so much plastic, but the most important role that these little citizens can have is in helping educate themselves and others.  These are definitely common core higher level thinking skills!

I always share my personal Green Deeds for the Day and ask them what they have done.  I acknowledged that I wrote a letter to Mary Kay about over-packaging in my order. As is often the case, the children helped me realize that since the beginning of this project WE  have been engaged in educating, each others. 

When I went to purchase plants and seeds at my favorite garden center  for our school garden I shared that my sense of weeds had changed and that I now viewed them with a respect due plants that were indigenous and important parts of the ecosystem.  Then we talked about why I wanted to plant cabbage. When I explained that I wanted the kids to see the life cycle of the cabbage moth, she was appalled. "I spray for those," she said.  This gave an opening to discuss the value of insects and natural balance and not using pesticides or herbicide to control them!   While I don't think I won a convert, she was thoughtful, "Well, you've certainly given me something to think about" she said.  This is all a teacher can hope for.  To give someone food for thought.

GREEN DEEDS Week 2

We are working on recycling this week with my first grade friends.  Today was a good day for problem solving.  I brought in my Mary Kay order that arrived yesterday.  It was beautifully presented, but sat nestled in formed plastic in a beautiful box surrounded by a plastic sack along with two other plastic sacks containing little rewards for my purchase.  These plastic bags were packed in Styrofoam in another exterior box. 

At first the kids were not sure about what was wrong.  Then we watched a very informative video about plastic in the oceans.   I did not tell them why I was upset, but after seeing the impact of plastic in the ocean they could figure out why I was distressed by my order.  When they got it...they really got it.  "How can I do something about this?"    After several suggestions one of the students settled on talking to the person who owns the company.  We also talked about how people need to learn about these things and how we can all be teachers to help others learn what we know.  Then we talked about how our community needs to have plastic recycle containers next to the trash cans, so that when we pick up plastic waste that is thrown on the ground we can put it in the right place.  Some of us are going to write our Mayor.  I especially liked what one of the children said about a person who picked up and disposed of trash, helped others learn about recycling or wrote letters to people.  Without any prompting, the student said, "He is a good citizen."  Today there were 21 good citizens thinking of ways to help the earth in the library!

Possible Green Deed for Saturday, April 12th @7:00 p.m.

Interfaith Earth Care Network, Tennessee Interfaith Power and Light, and Scarritt-Bennett Center invite us to join them at the labyrinth to bear witness to the realities of climate change through performance, song and ritual, giving voice to matters that threaten life everywhere --

• honoring faith traditions committed to the Earth

• sharing stories of how climate change has impacted communities across the globe

• offering opportunities for further engagement and advocacy.

Candles will be provided.  Here is an opportunity for a Green Deed!  Held at Scarritt-Bennett Center 1008 19th Avenue South, Nashville, TN,

Green Deeds Day 6 & 7

One surprising thing about encouraging my kids to be more aware of the environment and see possible green deeds is that I have done this as well.  This past weekend I took my glass to recycle it at the collection point near my home.  I was not alone.  Lots of folks were there to recycle. Here is our jumping off point for learning about recycling! -- Take the challenge track trash in your environment for a week and document it with your cell phone.  You'll be surprised as was !

But the saddest thing I saw was what was in and around the big containers.   Adjacent to the collection site was a truck surrounded by trash, even mattresses.  Why would someone park there and try to do a PigPen recreation?  It had rained the night before and I found trash floating in containers making it even more unappealing to do a green deed and pick up the trash floating there.I walked away.

Everywhere I turned there was a green deed waiting to be done.  The people at the collection center told me that they were recycling because they cared about the world, and they were distressed by the obvious flagrant violation of good citizenship we saw all around us.  This week students are working on recycling as a way of saving energy.  Our students will learn that recycling aluminum save 95% of the energy of mining and making a can from new aluminum. 

Day 5 Green Deeds EVALUATION

I'm interrupting the flow of Green Deeds with this post on evaluation.  Teachers are constantly being evaluated.  The most recent was one in which students filled out evaluations on their teachers (don't even get me started on what I think of asking kindergartners whether they like being at school or not).  We all do best when we believe we are held in high regard by our superiors and colleagues.  Even when we are not doing great the belief that others hold us in high esteem propels us toward what John Wesley would have called "perfection." 

When I arrived at school on Friday morning, later than usual because of a tornado warning, I was surprised.  I pay no attention to things like School Librarian's Day and while April is National Library Month, I usually am too busy with teaching projects to do much in the way of honoring libraries. I was unaware that Friday April 4th was School Librarian's Day -- until I walked into the library where I found a delicious continental breakfast waiting. Then I was flashmobbed by Ms. Foster's 2nd grade singers, and then deluged all day by cards and letters to tell me that what I do matters.

It was impossible to focus on work with so much joyful chaos around me.  My school is filled with outstanding teachers who love and care about their students, who lose sleep over them, who come in on weekends and stay late at night only to hear that they are failures --that our schools are failing.  I'd like to deliver a message to education commissioner Huffman and Governor Haslam.  Perhaps the measures that evaluate student and teacher performance are hopelessly flawed.  I am not convinced that we understand what we want to evaluate.

Maybe there needs to be a question on the evaluation form for children, "My teacher throws the best tea parties" with radio buttons for yes, no and maybe!
 

Green Deed Day 4

Paige stood in front of the circulation desk as kids checked out their books at the end of he day.  I looked up, "What cha need, kiddo"
"I want to wait 'til they are gone she whispered secretly."

Green Deeds are growing.  Pun intended.  It is delightful to watch the students think of ways to respond to the challenge to behave responsibly toward the environment.  Each day students remind me just how creative they are with a new green deed I had not thought of. 

Today on WMES morning news the 4th grade news team took on the cute little light-up Puffer Chick for spring.  This is one of those toys kids love for a few seconds before abandoning it for the next cute thing.  It is squishy and stretchy and when you squeeze it it lights up with flashing pastel lights.  Cute as it can be this is a truly fun and cheap toy.  What could be wrong about that?

The team discussed the ramification of the battery inside the chick and its potential destination in a landfill.  Then of course there is the issue of plastic abandoned in a landfill and where it can ultimately end up.  Paige proposed that her 4th grade class help solve the problem of batteries in landfills  They did some research learning that there are places to recycle most batteries.  Batteries Plus and Radio Shack both have programs to keep batteries out of landfills. So on tomorrows news Paige will announce that students may bring old dead batteries to the library for recycling.  They have designed a fanciful shoebox to collect them and will take them to the center themselves.

I adore the fact that kids are coming up with things to do on their own!

Green Deed Day 3

This is turning out to be as instructive for me as it is for the children.  I began the day by checking on the Bluebird box near the music portable. A sparrow had co-opted the box ( My bluebird expert friend, Sam Jones told me to remove the nest, clean the box, and cover it with plastic to make it temporarily inaccessible).  As I walked back I picked up a piece of plastic which had been shredded by the lawn mower, two magazines, a pen, and several other items.

Was I just unaware before?  Did I really not see trash that was right there?  Maybe I just saw what I expect and now that I am actually looking I am seeing trash in the environment.  As I traveled the road to work I noted that the further I moved toward Westmeade the less trash I saw.  The observation made me wonder why the areas around Antioch have a greater density of waste than those in Belle Meade. 

Later that day first graders came to explore energy and conserving it.  They went on an  energy scavenger hunt and found 25 different things that used energy in the library.  It was great fun!  The challenge for them over the next few weeks is to think about caring for our earth by finding ways not to feed the energy vampires.  They will be thinking about energy as it relates to recycling and building for conservation.  Last summer I met Helen Hall, whose sister lives here in Nashville.  Helen had written a set of books for primary students about energy consumption.  I purchased a set so that the children could read the works chorally and we have been planning this unit for some time as a combination of science and social science culminating in service education. 

It will be interesting to see the many ways the students find to conserve and recycle.

Green Acts Day 1

My green deed for today unfolded naturally but unexpectedly as Kindergarten arrived for their weekly visit. I offered the Green Deed Challenge, and they were excited about winning prizes for doing good.  Once they heard what a green deed was they were curious and interested.

My compost from home sat on my desk in a clear plastic container --- They wanted to know, "What is that?"  We talked about what was in the jar.  They had fun guessing. They were getting excited and started sharing instead of questioning.  It is always difficult to get Kindergarten to understand the difference between a question and a good story.   Like good raconteurs they want to share something from their experience.   Getting to questions requires a discussion of what a question is. We go through the Who, What When, Where, Why and How before we settled back into take questioning.

"Why do we need to recycle?"  A good direct question deserves a simple strait-forward answer.  We need to take care of the earth if she is going to tae care of us.  Suddenly there was a remarkable response. One of them said, "could we save our left overs from lunch for the compost?"  I had not thought of that, but it was a great idea so we talked about what we could put into the compost.  I gave them one of the big plastic containers that I had from candy from an AR party and they proudly returned it to me for the compost! Their first green act the collection of the waste from lunch for our compost bin, but what was even more amazing were the questions and thinking they exhibited.

My second Green act was to pick up the coffee grounds at Starbucks for our compost!  Today was a twofer!

Tuesday will be the first day of April and the beginning of a month long group of activities at school that will revolve around Earth Day.  I helped organize the first Earth Day at my college in 1970.  We were certain that once people understood the impact they were having on the earth they would eagerly change their behavior.   Ever the eternal optimist, I continue to believe that and so I continue to do small acts to live out my belief.  This year I am issuing a challenge for students to be conscious about doing one green act every day this month.

As I got out of my car as I ran an errand on the way to school Saturday I was framing how I could do this.  The first thing I saw was a cigarette butt on the ground next to my car. I did not pick it up, but I did think about the fact that a butt lasts in the environment for 5 years.  They also contain chemicals that get washed into the water supply.    I headed toward Starbucks for a rare treat from one of the children at Christmas.

The car directly in front of mine was a luxury SUV.  Next to it sat a large Starbucks cup neatly set down and left for someone else to pick up.  Ah....my first green act!  I picked it up and carried it into Starbucks.  Looking around I saw no recycling container.  I hunted up the manager.  "You do recycle don't you," Starbucks did not recycle but they would throw the cup away.  I regularly bring my plastic home to place it in Curby, but I did not want to do so with a cup of questionable origin.  The employee took it and threw it away.  Not so green an act, I thought, but at least I did take it out of the waste stream of Richland Creek. 

Never fear multiple opportunities in that same parking lot awaited.  I left with my coffee and headed to Katy's Hallmark to purchase a gift for one of my favorite little two year olds when the sound of something approaching from behind caught my attention.  The breeze pushed a coke bottle, empty with lid in place, briskly past me.  Ah, my green act I thought as I chased it finally down the hill trapping it against the curb.  But then trying to find a recycle bin once again thwarted me.    Our city won an award for being green, but when I looked for a bin like those I saw all over Europe I found none. Green Hills wasn't so green with only a dirty old trash bin and once again, I had no opportunity to exercise my virtue!

When I carried the bottle into Katy's I asked them if they recycled.  No.  On the way back to my car I found an apple core near my vehicle.  Ah well, I thought, At least this will decompose in just a few weeks and if an animal eats it there would be no harm!  So in the space of 15 minutes I had the opportunity to pick up four things littering the environment.  So I challenge you to commit one green act a day for the next 30 days. 

Then be sure to let me know what it was either by responding her or sending me an email at karen.mcintyre@mnps.org so that I can keep track of all our good deeds.

We are all born ignorant, but one must work hard to remain stupid

I have always seen technology as transformational, but of late I am beginning to wonder just what that transformation will be!  Just this morning I was reminded of the frustration and tension that technology introduces in education and daily living.   The title of this piece is purported to be a quote from the wise and sagacious Ben Franklin. Prior to using it, I wanted to have the citation for this wonderful quote.  Where and when did Franklin say these words? 

Honestly, it occurred to me to question the veracity of the quote because I think Franklin might more likely have said,  "We are all born ignorant, but one must work hard to remain so."  I was unsure as to the use of the word stupid in the 18th century, and wanted confirmation that he said these words.  After 30 minutes of searching, I had found hundreds of references to this quote, but not one of them with an attribution!

The quote is good, you might say, what difference does it make whether he actually said it or not.  The gospel of Luke says, "If you are faithful in little things, you will be faithful in large ones. But if you are dishonest in little things, you won’t be honest with greater responsibilities." (Luke 16:10)  We would do well to respect this as we use technology.  Dishonest, misleading, or plain stupid all result in the same end.  Intention means little.  How can democracy survive in a world where accuracy and validity are not valued?

Everyday information is disseminated that is not validated, yet it is spoken as though it were the GOSPEL truth.  Sometimes who says something is as significant as what is said.  The chamber of commerce, members of our legislatures, our state commissioner of education, and the news media suggest education fails.  I advise that you do a quick search of thoughts on education over the millennia.  If you do you will find that every age has condemned educators and education.  

As I spend this snow day at home working on improving my technology skills to help students and teachers, I wonder if it is not time to challenge the invalid statistical data that is being bandied about.  It is time to challenge the evaluation tools being deployed to prove that teachers are failing.  It is time to challenge the notion that teachers should be held accountable for another individuals willingness or unwillingness to learn.

I'm thrusting my head out the metaphorical window and crying out, "I'm not going to simply smile and take it anymore." 

Truth Told by a Violet

Corlyss knew about time.  When she was a young bride in the Philippines her husband of just a few months contracted polio and died.  She climbed into the military transport to accompany his body home.  Her life was over, time had come to an end, but an odd thing happened.  The sun continued to rise and the world went on.  If she wasn’t going to die of grief, she decided she wanted to live for something important.

Corlyss knew about time so, as the scripture says, she took the time God had given her to apply her heart unto wisdom.  She studied, becoming a missionary to China.  After serving her tour she returned home with her adopted Chinese son.  She married had a family, and taught school.   Corlyss knew about time, so she organized work crews to go to Sager Brown, covenant groups, taught Disciple I, II, III, and IV, Sunday school, and tutored children.  Corlyss would have told you she didn’t have a story….that her life was ordinary. 

Corlyss knew about time so when I met her even though she had all the friends she needed she took time to reach out and encircled me.  Her wide ranging intellectual interests and love for bridge brought her a diverse group of friends, and for the last six years I have gone to her home once a week to learn about things as old as the Iliad and as new as the latest research on the human brain.      

Though she was 83 years old, she never seemed “old” to me, and So it was quite shocking to learn that on the day following our regular group meeting that she’d entered the hospital for tests.   Two days later, after school,   I drove to Vanderbilt.  As I peered around the corner into her room, she was sitting up wrapped in a purple and white feather boa.  That seemed perfectly normal.  She was always ready for a celebration.  She motioned me into the room.  ”Come in, we are planning a funeral”  she announced.  “Who died and when is the funeral, I asked.

Corlyss knew about time. "It’s my funeral, and I have anywhere from two weeks to two months to plan it." she said matter-of-factly.  Then she waved a yellow legal pad in my direction. “I want you to read this poem at my funeral and I want you to tell a story.”  There was an authority about her that said, “No point in arguing ---   just say yes.”   Within a day she was moved to hospice and for the next two months I learned about time

My old red  99 Saturn quickly learned the shortest distance from school to hospice, and took me there three times a week, like clock work.  I don’t have that kind of time in my schedule, but we aren’t talking about my time here.  We are talking about God’s time and somehow there was always just enough time in the day for a visit.  When the call came, two weeks ago that she was gone, I kept my word and read the poem on the legal pad, as directed.  But,  I wanted to learn the story behind the poem.  

I called its author, Lynn,  Corlyss’ sister.  She had written the poem after the death of their father.  ‘You see, she began  I had received an African Violet as a gift.” Like most of us Lynn felt responsible for keeping it alive.   She carefully removed dead leaves, fed and watered it. Years came and went.  

Still, it refused to respond.  Then in the last week of her father's life, a single paltry purple bloom appeared.  Corlyss and Lynn left to take their father’s body back to their childhood home town to be buried next to, their mother. They were gone exactly three days.  Upon returning Lynn opened the door to her house bone weary and hung her coat in the closet.   Too tired to change out of her good clothes she set about making a cup of hot tea.

It wasn’t until she sat down at the table and began dropping the amber honey into the steaming cup that she looked up and saw the violet miraculously transformed.  There in the window  it was covered with a profusion of purple blooms.  She picked up a pen and wrote the poem “Truth Told by a Violet.”   I don't imagine she thought that the poem would one day be read at her sisters funeral, but I was what Corlyss wanted.   Our pastor, Michael Williams said,  “At 83, Corlyss died too soon,  but had she lived to be 103 I think I would say even then, that she had died too soon.”   Corlyss knew about time….God’s time - Just as the violet bloomed in God’s time so did Corlyss.

Why tests do not tell you what a child knows!

She stood before me puzzled.  Clearly she had no idea what I expected of her.  I tried a second time.  You see, this is your reading range 5-12  (translate that beginning reader to about the first couple of months of 1^st grade). You need to choose a book between these two numbers.    She headed back to the shelves to look for a book with which she could practice reading.

Moments later she returned with another book with a 15 on the spine.  I was up for the challenge.  “Honey, does 15 come after 12?”   “No.” was the response.  “Let’s make a number line and see if 15 comes after 12”  As I drew the number line on a piece of scratch paper, I said, “You see,  you can choose any book that is between the numbers 5 and 12.  You can choose 5, or 6, or 7, or 8, or…..I waited and she hesitatingly said 9, or…..again a pause and with a little more assurance "10?”  She counted up to 12 growing ever bolder as she approached 12.   Believing she now grasped the concept, I said smiling, “You see this book is 15. It comes after 12 so you can’t take it for your reading practice book.”

She again looked baffled.  “You do see 15 comes after 12 doesn’t it?”  Still looking baffled, I asked, “What comes after 12?”  “13!”  She announced boldly.  Suddenly I understood.  “Of course 13 is exactly what comes after 12.”  She was answering what in her mind was a VERY specific question!
The number that comes immediately after 12 is not 15!

This is just one example of why tests are so poor at indicating the level of sophistication and knowledge of children.  They ask a question which the child may understand, but cannot articulate an answer in the format in which the question is presented.  The test mistakenly indicates that the child doesn’t have a certain knowledge set. Please someone out there --- TELL those who think they know what questions to ask to live with children for a while.