Left Lane Ends

The best part is when Paul is completely surprised that he actually fixed it!

Clay Burell has a post well worth reading. I’m lovin’ his ‘take’ on writing.

It is a scary world out there. Corners are sharp, potholes are dangerous and pencils can kill. With all of the dangers that are lurking in and under every object imaginable, it is important to remember how inept the teacher teaching next to you just might be. In fact, some school districts north of ours may have just hit the nail on the head when they implemented forced, structured curriculum. A message needs to be sent, and they ‘get it’. They had an ‘ah-ha’ moment and the light bulb clicked on.

Let me be clear - trusting any given teacher to be a professional and make their own decisions in the classroom is a danger that should cause us all to shake in our boots as if George W. Bush were about to be re-elected president. They might open a door for a child that we do not want opened. They may get ‘all creative’ and fall behind the scope and sequence for all we know! They might, just maybe, even forget that there is a high-stakes test looming out there for a day or two… and THAT, my friends, would NOT be good.

How can anyone believe that we should do anything BUT make teachers follow central command more than ever, remove choice from their lives and/or make decisions for themselves???? Preposterous.

Beware. If treated like professionals, the world around you WILL fall apart. Ain’t no ‘lane ends’ about it.

It’s true. Hell froze over and it happened last night. It snowed in Dallas and technically dropped below freezing! So, I shouldn’t REALLY be surprised that my vote actually matters for once in Texas.
I just stood in the longest voting line I have ever had to wait in (primary/general elections) and it was the most diverse line I have ever seen voting. I cast my vote next to a Muslim woman and heard all different classes of people talking about coming back for Caucusing later tonight. It is an amazing time to vote. Standing amidst community members of many ethnicity’s, religions, social classes and beliefs allowed me to feel the most patriotic that I have ever felt in my life. This is what America is. This is what America should be. We were all united towards a common hope, a hope for change and a hope for a better country.

I know it will be different in the general election (and not separate/apparent), but I couldn’t help but chuckle at the empty Republican table, sitting and waiting for customers.