Tuesday, November 17, 2009

What about the stupid ones?

Last Wednesday was a bank holiday (shout out to our veterans) and I spent most of the morning reading in front of the fire. Part of those hours I broke out my high school yearbooks. The memories came rushing back and I couldn't help thinking back to one of the biggest eye-opening moments of my senior year. (Thus creating the maybe-controversial topic in my brain.)

My graduating year, 1993, was the last year before the mandatory proficiency testing that students now have to pass before they can graduate. We weren't lucky enough to get out of testing though, as we got the pleasure of being the guinea pigs for the state and federal government agencies who thought these tests were a good idea. Throughout my junior and senior year, my classmates and I endured no less than seven versions of the test; each one slightly different based on the previous testing results. It was rather frustrating, but that's not the point of this post.

One thing those test-tests did was expose the senior students who weren't quite making the grade expected of twelfth grade students. While it was supposed to be a secret decision, I know of four students in my small class of sixty that were, "passed through" the system and allowed to graduate despite their failing grades and obvious lack of readiness to enter the next stage in life. And therein lies my questions/issues.

Our first President Bush created the now famous, No Child Left Behind campaign in the late '80's. The basic premise being that no child, no matter their lack of wisdom, social status, disability, race, living environment, or anything else, would be the cause of that child not getting the same education as the next. Period. But my thought is this..... I think that's an impossible dream. There's just no way we can ever -- despite any kind of plans, whether regional or national -- guarantee that every child will have those opportunities and garner those results.

Here's what I mean..... The four students in my class, a couple being good friends, were never going to have what it took to advance past the school requirements they would have faced if they had been born one year later; they simply didn't have the brains for it. I'm not being mean, in fact quite the opposite, I'm being realistic. As hard as they tried, as much as they studied, as willing as they were for help, they didn't have what it mentally took to match the level of knowledge required to be a twelfth grade graduate. And that is the thing I'm afraid our PC culture won't admit: that there are different people and those differences come through in many ways. If we all had the same basketball skills, we'd all play in the NBA. Likewise, if we all had the same brain-potential as each other, there would be no need for places like Yale and MIT. We are each different in our own ways, and some of us simply aren't as smart as other people.

The first argument I'm sure to face is the act of trying. I won't argue that many kids who don't graduate from high school, or don't seem like they have good brainwaves, are just refusing to try. The reason I don't think this is a relevant argument (not relevant to here, anyway), is that I'm not talking about people who won't work as hard. The kids I'm talking about are the ones who try just as hard as they can, who study as much as they can, who use tutors and job aids and whatever else they can find, and still come short. I'm talking about my friend, let's call him T., who sat with me during many lunch periods trying to understand the most basic algebra and figure out the most basic parts of a poem. The same guy who for all the energy he could muster, couldn't remember the difference between the Civil War and the Revolutionary. Being emotional as I am, I sometimes had to fight back tears as I tried to help him. His brain was not advanced past probably the eighth grade, and there was nothing he could do to change that. He was trying, and trying hard.

In thinking of T., I have to ask, when do we stop trying and accept the reality of the situation? There was a lot of wasted time and energy and money spent on him that could have better spent on someone else if only someone had been honest about their findings. What the heck are you implying, Sam? I'm implying that maybe we should be leaving some children behind.

One reason for my thoughts centers around finances. I had a friend who used to teach in an inner-city school in a bad section of L.A. She saw sports cut first, then music and choir, then extended art classes, all in the name of finances. She taught from years-old outdated textbooks, many missing pages and sometimes entire chapters. She saw the hours of the school day cut every year, one year by a full half hour. But you know what didn't get cut and was fully funded? The special-ed classes. They stayed fully financed and at one point more money was being spent on 10% of the kids than all the other 90% combined. As you could have guessed, the lack of good schooling being done with the normal students caused many of them to end up in the special classes. The good of the few outweighed the good of the many. The ironic -- not funny -- part was that the special-ed classes soon had too many students and not enough funding and were discontinued. The school was consolidated and closed the next year. Why in the world did the brain-lacking students, who very likely were never going to be as smart as the normal children, get so much money and attention that could have been going to those who deserved it as humanly more superior?

Before I get stoned, I want you to know I'm horribly torn I feel this way. I have a very dear-to-me niece and nephew that are going to require a little extra help as they get older. And I would be the first one to argue that they deserve the same chance every other child gets. But I have to be realistic and ask, where does that end? In my class of sixty there were four. In other parts of the country, those numbers have been known to be closer to 35%. Think about that. One in three kids may not have what it takes to be at high school equivalency. Is it really in our best interest to throw all the money from our already-red-taped school districts at a group of people who may not benefit from it anyway?

I guess the first conversation needs to be, does our extra help actually improve the brains of these kids. I don't have that answer. If it does, I can't argue we should be helping these kids to reach the average potential of everyone else. If it doesn't, then we are wasting our money. The problem I still have, is that I have the gut feeling the PC generation we live in will never admit these kids aren't going to improve. No one wants to be that bad guy.

I could write all night and touch one point after point. But I probably already made this too long to have been read by many. So what do you think? And please be honest. It makes no sense to me to be otherwise.

Friday, November 13, 2009

To post or not to post?

Much internal debate as to whether or not to post a potentially-controversial post that's been rolling around in my brain since Wednesday morning. The debate isn't necessarily whether I should or should not, but rather does -- or rather, will -- anyone care and so decide to join in the conversation. I'm very aware that I may have lost a good amount of my viewership over the last couple years. I haven't been the best at using this blog at the max amount of usefulness it possesses. So a good portion of my internal debate centers around a mentality of, does anyone care?

There you have it. And no this isn't a plea for comments. Just sharing my thoughts.

Tuesday, November 03, 2009

At the Bank

My tellers give me leads/referrals for sales on a daily basis. These leads/referrals usually include a brief synopsis of what the client wanted to do, and when the best time to call them would be. The following is a lead/referral I received yesterday.

Talked to Dean again about opening a checking account. Still interested but wants to wait until current wife not with him.

Insert your own punchline.

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Sharing Time

My friend, Kyle, is one of the deepest thinkers I know. Too far sometimes, by his own admission. But most of the time he inspires those around him to think bigger and broader, while at the same time begging for more introspective reasoning. He's an interesting guy, to say the least.

Yesterday he posted about, Sharing Time. All you church goers (and the non-church goers, I'm sure) know what this time is. Some use it to publicly share good news like a new pregnancy while others use it to discuss groin rashes. But the post was more than just great examples like those two; the post delved into the feelings surrounding this unique time.

Do me a favor, church goer and non-church goer alike, go to Kyle's blog and add your thoughts. This could be a great conversation and I look forward to where the talk could go.

To find it, click on KYLE in my blogroll, or just click HERE. I look forward to your comments.

Monday, October 26, 2009

Fall Colors

The other day I made a statement about the color of the fall leaves this year and someone (rather strongly) disagreed with me. Since that interaction I've taken another look around and decided I stand by my original statement.

I think this has been one of the prettiest fall seasons in quite a few years.

Feel free to disagree or argue other years, but I stand by my statement. The colors this year have been outstanding.

Thursday, October 15, 2009

14 years ago

October 14th, 1995

At 6:30 that evening I picked up Ell for our first date. I'd only really met her a few weeks before that, and had only had a few short conversations with her. For reasons I still don't know (maybe pity?), she said yes when I asked her out and on October 14th we went to the age-old dinner & a movie. We ate at Ground Round restaurant and then saw Apollo 13. It was an okay date; enjoyable but nothing super exciting.

The next week, on our second date, a series of car problems would force us to cancel big plans and do an impromptu date that would ultimately end in me driving home knowing in my heart I was going to marry that girl. It took a lot more dates and a couple years for that happen, but I knew from that second date our futures were meant to be spent together. And I'm more certain of it every day.

It may not be our actual anniversary, or even a time we ever talk about, but it still holds a special place in my heart. Love ya, baby. Happy 14th.

Monday, October 12, 2009

Up in the Hills and back down again

Yesterday we got back from Hocking Hills after an awesome four day trip. It wasn't our normal, annual trip as we were there to celebrate the wedding of our friends, Jason and Diana. And what a wedding it was. Complete with a full vegetarian menu, five kegs of micro brew beer, outdoor ceremony, a killer band, and costumes. That's right, I said costumes. Jason's family is big on dressing up, so there were over one hundred different costumes and combinations of costumes for the attendees to wear. Led by some of my craziest friends, we danced for almost four hours straight; all dressed in the wildest ways. It was definitely a party for the record books. If you're on the book of faces, check out Ell's page for some pictures.

And now we're home and back to the grind. Starting an hour after we got home Sunday afternoon through the next 96 hours, Ell will spend 66 of them either in school, at work, or at her hospital practicum. In a total of ten days she will average 19 hours per day doing the same. That leaves 5 hours a day to sleep, eat, drive, and study. If I haven't mentioned it before, I have mad respect for that woman. I dare anyone to try and see if they could keep up with her or work as hard as her. (I know, I know, mothers work hard. But even the busiest mothers still get to sit down for a meal now and then; not live on pretzels and water while driving from one job to another after sleeping a half hour at a time in the back seat of a car.) Mad, mad, respect for her. That's for sure.