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What I Think About Common Crap… I Mean Common Core


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Several years ago, while campaigning for my local school board as  director, I was introduced to the term, “common core”.  My understanding it was a concept that would challenge children in their education by no longer educating children by simply “memorizing” subjects and content, but instead, learning to apply what they have to learn to every day life.  And I am going to preface my next comment by stating that my opinion has absolutely nothing to do with politics and who created “common core” or “no child left behind” or whatever other gimmick some corporation wants to get rich off the backs of our children.  But…

COMMON CORE SUCKS!!!

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Now that I got that off my chest.  Here is what prompted this rant.  My daughter had asked for help with her math homework.  So far, it has not been too difficult a task to do.  But this year, math has become quite a challenge.

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This was a multiplication formula that was used over the summer when my daughters visited me.  Now if you are like me, you see extra work in both of those equations.  The goal of Common Core is to stop “memorizing” the work, and instead, “think” about each equation and how you get to it.  Now, I had a math teacher in 7th grade who used to time us to see if we could use a calculator to figure an equation quicker than he could solve it on the blackboard (today known as a “smart board”).  And guess what, his “memorized” math skills were always quicker than those of us even with the quickest of fingers.  And he was always accurate.  And honestly, if you are reading this post, you learned math the same way, using memorization of the multiplication table.  And the same goes for the other functions of math:  addition, subtraction, and division.  Simply put:

47                                          37

x6                                        x23

= 282                                111

74

= 851

 

And that is all there should be to simple math.  Why did someone have to mess with this?

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But later on in the school year, Common Core just got a whole lot more frustrating.  I will be the first to admit that I did not really care for doing fractions, but at least I could learn them, and I did them.  But with Common Core now, this led to a nightmare trying to teach my daughter simple fractions and common denominators.

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My daughter’s homework was addition, not subtraction, but was still just as absurd.  But the formulization was just as absurd.  What I wanted to do was to teach her as I had learned, and what has been used for decades.

3/4 divided by 3/8 = the common denominator being 8, makes the first fraction 6/8 divided by 3/8 = 2.  But that would be too easy.  Instead Common Core pushed to write a thesis for every math problem.  No memorizing.

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 Now I know, math is not the only target of Common Core.  Scores for science have been dropping each year in my old school district because with all the focus on standardized tests, Math and Reading have become the priority.  At one point, our education was a leader in the world when it came to science.  And now there is a push to erase our nation’s history, because it makes us look “bad.”

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Slavery.  We had it.  The Great Depression (the first one).  We had it.  World Wars 1 & 2, Vietnam, the Gulf Wars, etc.  We had them and more.  But now the push is on to teach our children how great a country we are, and we can change our history simply by erasing it.  Now I do not know about you, but I think our country did great things when it did abolish slavery.  Our country did great things when it gave women equal rights and so on.  We do not need to eliminate our history.  We still need to teach it, we just need to teach more of it, because more has happened since I was in school.

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Common Core wants our children to become thinkers.  Most of us reading this have no issue with being considered thinkers.  And the difference is this.  Twenty years ago, we were not consumed by Youtube, television, year round athletics and all of the other extra curricular activities.  We took time to get our homework done first, and if our grades were not good enough, we did not participate.  Now, homework gets done when there is time.  And guess what, Common Core is not helping grades go higher, not helping to learn to test, and are definitely not creating thinkers.  What it has done is make some corporations very wealthy creating new curriculum, and this is the way it will be until someone else wants to get rich off the minds of our students and brings in a new method of learning.  We are trying to fix what was never broken, and not fixing what is.

 

A Special Night For Survivors And Caregivers


A special event was held this evening by our local American Cancer Society recognizing cancer survivors and caregivers.  And a real nice thing that the ACS does, is recognize everyone from the minute of a diagnosis as a cancer survivor, not just done with treatments.

As a sort of pep rally, the local ACS held a “Harmony Of Hope” concert featuring three different groups of performers.  Of course, as I have stated, I love music, and I consider music one of the best forms of relaxation.  It was a simple evening really, although I am certain a ton of effort went into the planning and function of the event.

And then, came the recognitions and what were two very surreal moments for me.  I had made the assumption before even arriving, that the audience would be fairly split between survivors and supporters.  But when a host asked all the survivors to stand, probably close to seventy-five percent were standing.  And then the host stated, “for those survivors of 10 years, remain standing,” then it was fifteen, and more people began to sit.  Then twenty and most sat.

Then came 25.  And only two were left standing.  I was speechless that in this full room, only myself and one other person was still standing.  As it turns out, the other survivor was 47 years into her survival.  Even for a long termer like me, it was inspiring.

But then the host asked for caregivers to stand.  This has also been a role I have served, and really have never paid attention to just how long.  I have only really concentrated on surviving cancer, not how many people I have helped, or how long.  Tonight, I realized that I have been a caregiver of cancer patients, survivors, and their families and friends for twenty-five years also.

And I remember each and every person from Jennifer (see “Jennifer’s Story” on the pages section of “Paul’s Heart”) to my father.  I have worked with well over a hundred patients, survivors, caregivers, friends and families.

I have less than two weeks until I officially turn 25… again.  Maybe this is really a big deal after all.

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A Failure To Believe


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“Actually, we have misdefined hypocrisy.  Hypocrisy is not the failure to practice what you preach, but the failure to believe it.”   Peter Kreeft

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I may not have realized it yesterday, as I wrote yesterday’s post just how meaningful it would have been to me today, therapeutically.  Yes, I knew today was going to be one of those days that my stress level was going to be much higher than normal.  And so I took extra time last evening before going to sleep, or trying to sleep anyway, to relax.  I fell asleep with music plugged into my earbuds and I did double the amount of nightly breathing exercises I do.

I must have done something wrong.  Because instead of waking up refreshed, I felt like I had not slept in days.  Sure, my eyes were shut, and I do not recall being aware of anything throughout the night, but clearly I did not get into that deep and restful sleep that I was hoping to get to have.

The Carpenters sang “Rainy Days And Mondays Always Get Me Down” and the Boomtown Rats sang “I Don’t Like Mondays.”  I think we can all agree that if we had the choice, if we had to a have just one weekday, we would make it Friday.  But the fact is, Monday was here and I was ready for it.

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As I said yesterday, a little bit of stress can be good for you.  It can actually help you focus.  But if you are dealing with much more than that, the results can be… well… waking up like I did.  Over the last year, I am dealing with several major stressors:  unemployment, death of a loved one, health issues, divorce, financial, and well… I really miss my children.  So, as I turned in last night, feeling that I was completely focused on just one of my stressors this morning, I woke up like a mento in a bottle of Diet Coke.

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I prepared for my morning’s activity last night, and perhaps that was my problem in the first place.  Though I had laid everything out, that I needed to take care of, perhaps I may have been worried subconsciously what I might have missed.  Do you remember back in school, what it was like to over-cram studying for a test, thinking you were going to ace the test, only to fail miserably, or at best score and average grade.  I might have done that to myself without even realizing it.

In any case, I did make it through the morning’s activity, and exactly as I had planned.  I did not get the immediate result I had been hoping for, though once everything was explained to me in detail by the other party involved, all I could do is shrug my shoulders and prepare for the next step.  And that is how I reacted.  And as I moved that paperwork aside, there it was, the rest of my stressors I still have to deal with.

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But instead of hitting a panic button, it was what I shared with all of you yesterday, that helped me prepare for the aftermath of what laid ahead for me the rest of my day.  So in a way, I did practice what I preached in the overall scheme of things, and I am very focused on what else I need to accomplish today, and can do it with a calm and collected demeanor.  Things could have gone very badly this morning had I not been as prepared as I had been emotionally.

Now on to my next task.

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