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Monday, March 07, 2005

educationation.org

http://educationation.org  is up and running.

Almost all posts from THIS blog have been copied to educationation, at The Rant Archive.

New rants, diatribes, and posts  are added to the Blog at educationation--which makes sense when you think about it.





Wednesday, March 02, 2005

It's UP!

Boy those new drugs!!

Anyway, Dear Patient Readers, the point is...

The Blog over at    www.educationation.org is working.  If interested, hit the link that says "blog."  Makes sense in a strange way.

After 4 hours I gave up and called the help desk.  A good fellow who called himself "Tom" (who was humming merry little punk rock tunes to himself as we worked) got it going in under 30 seconds.

Good Ol' Tom.  I owe him a six pack.

The next post at educatioNation BLOG will be entitled,

"I have the smartest ed students!"  [Wherein Professor Plum shows that with a bit of help, these young persons are creating a reading program right down to the scripts.  Their kids WILL learn to read, and I don't mean mebbe, boy Howdy.]

Later,

Monday, February 28, 2005

Thanks!

Thanks, Dear Readers, for checking out the website

http://www.educationation.org

I hope y'all find it useful.

I've not dropped the frail attempts at humor or the moderately demented word salad style.

A blog or chat room will be up soon.

Till then, I'll post as much new piffle at educationation as I can, in the time alloted.

I GOT A MORAL question for you....

As you know, my ed school is 100 % whole language, and resists ANY gesture even towards a LITTLE explicit reading instruction.

We will soon be evaluated by the depwrtment of public instruction.  Meanwhile, I am sure that the reading pefessers are cooking the books--making it look like they reach reading the way the state requires (scientifically).

Should I blow the whistle?  If so, to whom?  When?

Is it my biz, anyway?

Should I just teach MY students how to teach reading and let the rest of the faculty suck eggs?

Okay, that's it.  I have to get back to educatioNation.  There's a big party going on.


Saturday, February 26, 2005

New site up

Dear Readers,

Professor Plum has been working day and night, night and day, and also around the clock to make a website that may be of some use to youse.  Turns out that once you get really hammered it's not too ard to do.

I'll do some every day.

For now, I have some old and NEW stuff on reading.  Feel free to download or copy whatever you want.

Also lemme know if you WANT certain stuff.

http://www.educationation.org

Also, any suggestions are welcome.

For ex, you know how to remove grease stains from silk?

Friday, February 25, 2005

Vagina Monologues

Howz THAT for an attention grabber?

Professor Plum is learning--real quick--that this website creating biz is a lot HARDer than the webhost ads indicated.  What the hey is php, ftp, etc.?  Not very good instructional design, I'd say.  How can you follow instructions that involve words whose meanings are a big fat mystery?  What does it mean to "paste this html (a whole lot of squiggles) on your page"?  Just slap it anywhere?

Anyway, back to blogging HERE for the nonce (we have a serious blogging jones--even chills and fever) while Angie (one of the "women in the office" who--in marked contrast to "the perfessers" milling around and making silly asses of themselves--actually has a brain and a cupboard full of skills) helps me make a website.   She'd do it for nothing , but I insist on monetary remuneration and the occasional jelly donut.

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As Professor Plum was taking his annual stroll around the campus, he sautnered, or it could have been that he meandered, through the building that warehouses the perfessers of anguish and the perfessers of hypestery.  Then, stepping lightly over students strewn hither and also thither on the lawn, pondering questions of world-historical import ("Is my butt fat?" "Are we at war or something?"), Professor Plum reconnoitered the behavioral sciences building.

And this brings us to the subj at hand, or the point--not that there actually IS one.

Every 20 yards of wall in these two buildings displayed a sign advertising "The Vagina Monologues."  Professor Plum was bemused--not to say baffled.  He was unaware that vaginas--as a rule--had much to say.  At least he's never come across one that was vocal.  But perhaps his sample is biased.  Perhaps there are vaginas running around that are quite loquacious--offering opinions on local news, cracking jokes, and possibly humming catchy tunes in a soft voice. 

Anyway, Professor Plum figgered that if this month's campus motif was Talking Organs, perhaps certain MALE portions should be given a voice.  And so, hauling out his Trusty Mr. Magic Marker Professor Plum adorned the advertisements with additional Coming Attractions, such as "Test...."  [Well, I think a little of that goes a long way.  I had some REAL funny material, but this--and follow me closely here--is a family-oriented blog.]

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Following is a chilling narrative on middle schools and, I think, the transformation of schools in general...


WND Exclusive Commentary
America's children search for meaning

Posted: February 25, 2005
1:00 a.m. Eastern


© 2005 WorldNetDaily.com  

 

It felt more like a juvenile detention center during lockdown than lunchtime in my neighborhood public middle school. Teachers were strategically stationed throughout the cafeteria about 20 feet apart. One of the vice principals had taken her customary place at the microphone. Every few seconds the noisy room was punctuated with her constant commands: "You, in the green shirt, sit down." "Students standing at the back table, find a seat quickly." "Young man at the soda machine, move to a table."

Parents who had attended this upper-class suburban institution 20 years ago touted it as "a wonderful school." Other parents had told me how terrible it was. At the time, my son was nearing graduation from fifth grade, so I decided to find out for myself what our middle school was really like.

But I didn't want to get the typical parental tour, given by smiling staff who would tell me just how progressive or fantastic everyone and everything is. I wanted the real deal. So, I signed up with the county to be a substitute teacher.

Within a couple of days of being fingerprinted and filling out the paperwork, the electronic phone voice that beckons substitutes informed me of an opportunity at that school. I grabbed it.

The lunch experience was depressing, stifling and insulting to both teachers and students alike. How did things get so bad that what used to be a welcome break in the middle of the day for both faculty and kids is now a necessary evil?

I talked with other teachers when I got the chance. Stepping out into the hallway with one teacher to monitor the changing of classes (yes, Virginia, the police state is real – it's the easiest solution to disorder), the 20-year veteran of the school bemoaned the disrespect for authority, the lazy attitudes, the violent outbreaks and the general unpleasantness. "The kids used to be so good." She once enjoyed teaching, but not any more.

On this particular day, I subbed for English class, following the normal lesson plans for the day, which called for the students to take turns reading aloud. As kids droned on, stumbling over even the most basic words, I glanced around the room. There were kids sleeping in the back, and others just staring into space. Disinterest abounded. Taped to the walls were book reports, each with its own handmade cover. As I leafed through the pages between classes, it was obvious the students' time was spent more on their "creative covers" than on the actual exercise of analyzing or writing about books. And this was 8th grade.

A couple of days later, I was again beckoned to the school by the impersonal, electronic voice. This time the offer was for PE.

The depressing atmosphere I had experienced the first day resumed the minute I arrived in the locker room. The PE coach warned me, "Make sure you keep an eye on the stalls while the girls are changing. We have to keep close watch. No one is to take a shower. There are two girls who need to take a make-up test. Be sure and seat them to the side while the other kids are playing volleyball – keep an eye out because the girls will try to cheat." She was right. Three times I had to move the girls away from each other and their friends.

The class was coed, as are most PE classes these days. While younger boys still waiting to develop failed miserably in their struggle to show their great athletic ability in front of the physically mature girls, it was obvious the girls knew how to use their well-developed female bodies to intimidate and belittle. I was shocked at how aggressive they were.

Taller than most of the boys, several of them shoved their breasts into the necks of the boys as they teased and laughed at their mistakes. Many of the girls had their gym shorts rolled up so far, their buttocks showed. "Unroll your waistband," I said. A flat voice responded, "But everyone wears them this way all the time."

It seems my sad experience is pretty typical of most schools these days.

In a Feb. 28, 2005, article titled, "LEFT BEHIND, Kids have too little to respect" for the American Conservative, substitute teacher Marian Kester Coombs shares her own observations and gives insightful reasons for the dismal scene in so many of our schools:

 

The balance of power and the dominant institutional culture within the public schools have changed profoundly. No more subordinated hierarchy of youths competing to be patted on the head by adult authority figures. Power is now in the hands of the inmates, and their preoccupation is with RESPECT – and of course its opposite, "dissing." An obsession imported from the mean streets, this demand, backed up by physical force and psychological intimidation, stands in stark contrast to the almost complete lack of deference shown to authorities.

The inversion of respect – its redefinition as idle malice and heartlessness instead of achievement and sublimation – is not simply a matter of individual parents misbehaving. The entire society, now led by Baby Boomers, is viewed with derision. The young feel a sense not just of personal desertion but of general, universal desertion. Their elders have somehow lost them the whole world and what would have been their place in it.

That is why they are so angry. That is why they do not respect us – not just because some of us lie, cheat, fornicate, and cannot be relied on. They are rebelling against having nothing to rebel against.

Could it be that our kids are searching for meaning? Could it be that they are so numbed by the anything-goes society that they are pushing the envelope just to feel alive? Take cutting. It's a phenomenon now prevalent in even the best schools, and it's exactly what you're hoping it isn't: self-mutilation. Kids casually cut themselves with knives, safety pins and razor blades – just because. In Michelle Malkin's column of Feb. 23, she refers to a school counselor telling the parent of a middle-school student, "70 percent of the kids here cut or know someone who does. It's cool, a trend, and acceptable."

Malkin goes on to say, "While many public schools deny the problem exists, public health advocacy groups are warning medical professionals of the cutting craze – and have even declared March 1 "Self Injury Awareness Day."

Coombs observes, "Those who give speeches about higher standards and more teachers typically lunch in places like the Senate dining room. They would do well to spend a noon hour in the cafeteria of a public school. Kids in super-tight or droopy jeans and T-shirts reading "Yes – but not with you" or "You forgot to ask if I care" shuffle through food lines that feature tater tots, fries, chips, pizza, Pepsi, and Little Debbie dessert squares. Ritalin offsets the sugar high."

As Coombs says, "But bad fashion and worse nutrition are not these children's only common denominators. Their more defining trait is the forlorn look they share."

Sounds like it's time for more parents – and even legislators – to do a little substitute teaching.

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Professor Plum is not exactly a geezer--though he hopes to live long enough to be one.  Ms.  Hagelin's depiction of middle schools as houses of incarceration controlling blase', angry, egocentric, and generally moronic inmates is quite accurate.  In fact, Professor Plum is about one more "incident" away from yanking his kid from middle school and letting him stay home and surf the web.  The kid would learn a heck of a lot more and not feel that every day is a combination of  running the gauntlet (halls full of sullen nutcases) and classroom degradation ceremony.

It surely wasn't like that when Professor Plum was a lad.  The worst a "tough guy" ever did was steal a hubcap and say "Oh, yeah?" to a teacher.   And everyone knew how to read. If you said something to another kid, you were not given "in-school detention."  Instead, the teacher (for example, Mr. Maxwell) would simply say, "Marty, shut up!" and Marty would.

It seems that teachers have become big fat humorless panty-heads who can't command respect and can't control the goofy behavior of adolescents with "a look" or a joke. "You going to blab ALL day, Debbie?"  Instead, they shift control to draconian policies.  The school comes to resemble the psycho-basement in "Midnight Express" (about a Turkish prison) where inmates with dead eyes walk round and round a pillar.

How did teachers become weinies? That will be the subject of another post...

How did schools become quasi-mental hospitals?  Were the changes so small and so far spaced that no one noticed?  Were the changes in policy and practice (e.g., full inclusion, watering down the curriculum) lauded (and shall we say pimped?) by the ed professoriate and so no one realized that the changes were insane and sure to be destructive?

You can tell when things won't get better.  You know when a relationship is OVER. You know when you are DONE with a job. You know when Petey the family pet is NOT going to get well.  Are we THERE yet?

 

Thursday, February 24, 2005

Latest on the Rockfod Rockheads

Here's the history and current events in Rockford, which battle is pretty much emblematic of good and evil in edland.

http://www.illinoisloop.org/rockford.html

New site coming soon.

Monday, February 21, 2005

Something New

Dear Readers,

You may recall an earlier post in which I said, and I quote...

There must be a message in seven years of fruitlessly beating my head against the walls INside my edschool.  But maybe the message is not, "These people cannot or will not change. They are simply hopeless."  Maybe the message is for....Professor Plum! 

"Hey, Stupid!  Let it GO!  This is not about YOU and your WILL. It's about the KIDS.  I'm trying to tell you to TALK TO SOMEONE ELSE!  Do I have to smite your sorry ass?"

In other words, Professor Plum has been as intransigent in fighting ("I'll hound them 'till they change.") and therefore just as wasteful of resources and kids' lives as his collards.  And for much the same reason--ego.

Okay, message received.  I've been given the chance to do more useful things. Henceforth, I'll do them, and nothing but them, like writing for folks who might benefit from my guff.

I try (occasionally with success) to be a man of my word.  Therefore, I have decided to create a regulation website where I can post powerpoints, word documents, and video and audio (if I can figure out how) that might be of use to teachers, administrators, ed students, the public in general, critics of diseducation, and of course you.  Stuff on how to teach (esp. reading, history, logic, and text comprehension in general), how to design and evaluate instruction, how to distinguish fads and other nonsense from sound ideas and methods, how to educate kids with disabilities.

To be honest, guys, I have run out of rants.  I've said it all.  I am beginning to repeat myself.  The last thing I want (aside from a sharp stick in the eye or a fridge devoid of beer) is to bore youse.   We have, figuratively, kicked the living $#@T out of the eduhacks.  Perhaps it's time to offer solid alternatives--something that removes their reason for living--which I hope to do.

Regarding reports on day to day matters in edland, there are far better commentators than I--many on my bog roll.  It makes no sense for me to read them and then report on what THEY say.  [How stupid is that!]

I will get a webhost that offers all sorts of stuff including a blog.

I hope we continue to communicate.  In fact, I would like to have a website where likeminded folks work together, asking questions and generating solutions.

It would be neat to develop an EFFECTIVE and SANE alternative to ed schools right here on the internet, much as Rory Donaldson has done...

http://brainsarefun.com/

The new site will be up in a day or so.  I'll let you know.  Till then, check this guy if you've a mind to.  He's almost as demented as I am...

http://people.uncw.edu/kozloffm/

Sunday, February 20, 2005

As the Worms Turn

In our last portion of merriment, Professor Plum presented evidence suggesting why he has so few friends among the many-headed of Edland. Tell them they are a herd of self-serving ghouls masquerading as educators and they take umbrage--whatever umbrage may be, if anything.   Result?   For the seventh year in a row, Professor Plum has NOT been invited to the prom.   [All those wasted hairdos!]

Some collards, however, are not so much insulted by what Professor Plum writes as they are simply stupid.  Take this next case--which we shall call "The Mystery of the Empty Head."  Our story opens at a faculty meeting....

The Dean asked faculty to have new pictures taken of our shining faces. We were to stop by the young woman (in an alcove around the corner) who had a digital camera on a tripod.  We were to stand against the wall, smile, and get our pitcher took. As I left to get mine took, I said to the assembled, “Gee, and I forgot my Speedo.”

“Ha Ha.”

"Such a comedian."

Well, later that day I figgered I’d send a silly email around--a spoof, if you will--to bring a bit of cheer to the collective faculty soul. And here is that mirth-laden email…

Dear Colleagues,

It has come to our attention that the faculty photo camera has broken three (3, trois) times due to the destructive impact of frightful images loaded into it.  Apparently, some colleagues are appearing in haberdashery that will not only stop a clock, start a buffalo stampede, and break a mirror, but destroy a perfectly fine camera as well.

Please note that our budget does NOT have funds for an infinite number of cameras.  Therefore, in future, ALL faculty are requested to wear TOAST (The Official Approved Smock and Tarpaulin) of the Waddlerump School of Education (your choice of a soothing teal or a perky--but tasteful--periwinkle) when having their pictures taken.

Faculty are asked NO LONGER to adorn themselves with faux funny items such as

** Multi-colored fright wigs.

** British Admiral Nelson uniforms.

** Fake backwoods teeth.

** Groucho glasses and nose.

** Carmen Miranda hats.

** Fake Axe in the Head

Thank you,

The Management

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This message has been approved by the Fish and Game Commission; the Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco, and Firearms; and Mel and Ned's Nail Salon and Bait Emporium.

This message was written with recycled electrons.

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Modestly amusing, I thought.  However...

In a few hours, Professor Plum received the following email from a collard who has published little of value in 35 years, who has the biggest mouth in the county, who is dumber than a sack of hammers, and whose life's mission is collecting as many male “portions” as possible in the time allotted. [Sorry, but that’s exactly what it is.] She wrote…

Somehow I'm back on your distribution list.  Please remove.  I do not find this attempt at humor humorous.  I see it as more harmful that (sic) helpful. In my opinion, humor should make the reader or hearer laugh, not cringe or wince.

Unmann de Guys, Ph.D.

[What kind of ass signs something “Ph.D.”? Like who cares?  Note that she implies in the last line that humor has made the reader cringe or wince.  You think that's what she meant?]

Being an empathetic fellow, I figgered that Perfesser de Guy's cringing and/or wincing was induced by tight wadding of her voluminous knickers giving her a painful hinderbinder (or self-inflicting wedgie) and a frightening reminder of her mortality.  Therefore, I promptly and politely replied…

Oh, go boil your head, you skanky old bat. If you don’t want to read my stuff, just hit “delete.” Be thankful I didn’t post something REALLY funny--such as you trying to sound intelligent. Now crawl back into your funnel web, stick your odious head into a file drawer, and slam it repeatedly.

Actually, that’s not quite what I wrote. Here’s what I wrote…

i thought it was pretty funny. so did 12 others.  no accounting for humor.  Oh, wait.   I think I hear your husband calling.  There's an ounce of life left in his dessicated frame that you've yet to suck out of him.

[Actually, the last three sentences didn't quite make it to final copy.  Okay, it wasn't as satisfying as the first (One must pick one’s battles, if one can) but at least I denied her the abject apology she--a noted harpy and foul blister--has come to expect.]
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Here's a consolation for our Dear Readers.   It may assist you to teach kids logic. 

Rules for Reasoning, or Logical Fallacies Made Easy [Some of these are found in  Corrective Reading.] 

Big Ideas

1. Don’t take the validity of statements at face value.

2. Examine the evidence, the words, and the generality of the statements.

Specific rules.

1. Just because two things happen around the same time doesn’t mean one causes the other thing to happen.   Someone turns up the volume on the stereo and a lamp burns out.

2. Just because one thing happened (or usually happens) before another thing doesn't mean that the first thing causes the second thing.

3. Just because you know about a part doesn’t mean you know about the whole thing.   The parts of a sewing machine are light, but the whole thing is heavy.

4. Just because you know about a part doesn’t mean that you know about another part.  One class in a school learns very little.  That does not mean that the class next door learns very little.

5. Just because you know about a whole thing doesn’t mean you know about a part.   A  school has low achievement overall.  That does not mean all classes have low achievement.

6. Just because words are the same doesn’t mean they have the same meaning.   

7. Just because a writer presents some choices doesn’t mean there aren’t other choices.

8. Just because events have happened in the past doesn’t mean they’ll always happen.

9. Just because something happened (or a statement is valid) here doesn't mean it will happen (or a statement is valid) there.

10. Just because something happened (or a statement is valid) there doesn't mean it will happen (or a statement is valid) here.

11. Just because it sounds nice doesn't mean (it's credible, you should believe it, it's valid).

12. Just because it sounds (scary, unpleasant, threatening) doesn't mean it's wrong.

13. Just because a person (is a jerk, has some interest in being believed, has to say or believe what she's saying) doesn't mean she is wrong.

14. Just because there's no (credible) evidence that a statement is right does not mean it's wrong.

15. Just because there's no (credible) evidence that a statement is wrong does not mean it's right.

16. Restating a proposition in a different way, and using the restatement as proof of the proposition, is no proof at all.

17. Just because something happens as predicted by an hypothesis doesn't mean the causal variables in the hypothesis had anything to do with it.

18. Just because the causal variables in an hypothesis did not happen does not mean that the effect will not happen.

19. Just because you are coerced into saying something doesn't mean the coercer is right.

20. Just because a lot of people believe a proposition doesn't mean it is true.

21. Just because a big shot in some field says something about another field doesn't mean you should believe it.
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Uh, oh....

Professor Plum has just had an epiphany.  Dang, I hate when that happens.  We thought it was a flashback, but, no, just an epiphany.

There must be a message in seven years of fruitlessly beating my head against the walls INside my edschool.  But maybe the message is not, "These people cannot or will not change.  They are simply hopeless."  Maybe the message is for....Professor Plum! 

"Hey, Stupid!  Let it GO!  This is not about YOU and your WILL. It's about the KIDS.  I'm trying to tell you to TALK TO SOMEONE ELSE!  Do I have to smite your sorry ass?"

In other words, Professor Plum has been as intransigent in fighting ("I'll hound them 'till they change.") and therefore just as wasteful of resources and kids' lives as his collards.  And for much the same reason--ego.

Okay, message received.  I've been given the chance to do more useful things.  Henceforth, I'll do them, and nothing but them, like writing for folks who might benefit from my guff.

Also, there's so much beer.

Saturday, February 19, 2005

Potpourri de Piffle

Some of Professor Plum's colleagues--(1) the self-inflating progressives, and (2) the doing-nothing-but-always-looking-busy-drone-hacks--don't much appreciate Professor Plum's inestimable value.

"ImPOSSible!"
"Say it isn't so!"
"Surely, you are mistaken."

In know. I know!  It IS hard to believe.  Moreover...

Fie! 'tis a fault to heaven,
A fault against the dead, a fault to nature,
To reason most absurd;
(King criticizing Hamlet's continued mourning,
in Hamlet, I: II)

O, that this too too sullied flesh would melt,
Thaw, and resove itself into a dew!
Or that the Everlasting had not fix'd
His canon 'gainst self-slaughter!
Oh, God! O, God! How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable
Seem to me all the uses of this world!
Fie on't! O, fie! 'tis an unweeded garden,
That grows to seed; things rank and gross in nature
Possess it merely. That it should come to this!
(Hamlet, in Hamlet, I, II, 129)

Apparently, they are unjollied (if that's the word I want) by Professor Plum’s speaking and writing…

You cram these words into mine ears against
The stomach of my sense.
(Alonzo, in The Tempest, II: I)

What cracker is this same that deafs our ears
With this abundance of superfluous breath?
(Duke of Austria, in King John, II: I)

Here's a stay
That shakes the rotten carcass of old Death
Out of his rags! Here's a large mouth, indeed,
That spits forth death and mountains, rocks and seas,
Talks as familiarly of roaring lions
As maids of thirteen do of puppy dogs!
What cannoneer begot this lusty blood?
He speaks plain cannon fire, and smoke and bounce;
He gives the bastinado with his tongue:
Our ears are cudgell'd; not a word of his
But buffets better than a fist of France:
Zounds! I was never so bethump'd with words
Since I first call'd my brother's father dad.
(Philip the Bastard, in King John, II: I)

Indeed, some view Professor Plum’s personality to be less than human. 

A devil, a born devil, on whose nature
Nurture can never stick; on whom my pains,
Humanely taken, all, all lost, quite lost;
And as, with age, his body uglier grows,
So his mind cankers. (Prospero, in The Tempest, IV: I)

And their little hearts go pit-a-pat (assuming that pit-a-patting is among the things that little hearts go) when they envision the moment Professor Plum opens the big doors to the New Ed School Building, tips his hat, or fedora--whichever comes first--turns, and saunters into the sunset--or to the parking lot down the street.

Bitter sweet.  Also pathetic.

Professor Plum is happy they have pleasing images to stimulate their sluggish glands and to enrich their otherwise dreary lives.  However, Professor Plum is not going anywhere soon--well, maybe to Harris Teeter to get a six-pack of Samuel Adams Black Lager.

Following are two recent writings (or maybe just one--we shall see) that some colleagues found objectionable.  VERY objectionable.  Also, they didn't like them much.

Dear Colleagues, or Collards if You Prefer,

The dates of the the recent whole language convention in Baltimore should be marked and marked well. Speeches made at the convention provide what must be the clearest revelation of the soul of the whole language cult movement. According to Howard Libit of the Baltimore Sun one speaker compared "the whole language movement's fall from favor over recent years to September's terrorist attacks on the World Trade Center." This same speaker said, "We, too, have to rise from the rubble of education. We must not be paralyzed, defeated, demoralized."

With these lines, the whole language cult movement has at last removed the mask of scholarship, abandoned its pseudo-humanistic posturing about concern for the wellbeing of children, and displayed nothing but gruesome self-interest. Many of us have long felt this was the case. Whole language is a money making operation for gurus, book writers, publishers, conference and workshop organizers. It provides sellers of remedial reading programs (such as Reading Recovery) with a river of "reading disabled" children. It is a source of tenure, status, and privilege in schools of education dominated by whole language education professors.

The fundamental whole language salespitch has always been liberation and child advocacy. They have no credible data showing that whole language works. And until now they haven't needed any. Whole language gurus and professors well understood that if they used treacly terms often enough--"whole child," "authentic," "literature rich"--the public would be so beguiled that it would not ask for data.

Proclaiming themselves stewards of America's children, whole language advocates came to positions of power by attacking traditional teaching (in which teachers use well-tested materials, lead the instructional process, and strive for mastery) as authoritarian, as hampering children's development, and (pandering to teachers) as stifling teachers' creativity.

In a country weary of the Vietnam War and suspicious of its government, science, and reason, the whole language salespitch was bought by boards of education, principals, and teachers. But the convention in Baltimore changed all this. To understand why, it is well to examine recent criticisms of whole language.

The whole language cult movement is the subject of increasing criticism.

Linguists have shown that its foundational proposition (Learning to read is as natural as learning to speak) is the invention of persons who have no idea what they are talking about. At the same time, scores of experimental studies have shown that the so-called "child-centered" methods of whole language reading instruction--in which teachers do not teach reading skills directly, but instead provide "creative" activities in which children are thought to "discover" or "contruct" knowledge of how to read on their own--often do not work, leaving many children nearly illiterate and unprepared to learn all other subjects that require skill at reading.

State legislatures, state departments of public instruction, and now departments of the federal government are responding to the research evidence showing that whole language (mis)instruction is a disaster for almost 50 percent of children--and especially for disadvantaged children. They have begun to enact legislation mandating that elementary schools teach basic reading skills (e.g., "phonics" and comprehension) in a systematic and explicit fashion. They have established guidelines that public schools can use to evaluate and adopt reading curricula. They have published enormous literature reviews that identify the main features of effective reading instruction. At the same time, many school districts and even states have moved away from whole language and towards reading curricula that are field tested, that are consistent with experimental research on how children best learn to read, and that involve more direct, logically progressive instruction from well-trained teachers. This is essentially no different from what happened in medicine in the early 1900's.

When a social institition that affects the well-being of millions of citizens is shown to do damage, and in the face of this evidence does little to improve itself, the government must do something to protect citizens.

All of the above provides a context for the speeches in Baltimore. Faced with clear threats to their power over the field of education--and therefore threats to their privileged positions and incomes--spokespersons for the whole language cult did NOT say, "If we truly are in this for the children, and if we really are guided by research, we must take these criticisms seriously." They did NOT say, "Perhaps there is something deficient in our beliefs and methods." They did NOT conclude, "We must do better." No, instead, speakers wrapped the beleagured whole language cult in the shroud of the thousands of persons who died in the Twin Towers--falling to their deaths amidst the flaming rubble of buildings disintegrating beneath their feet.

They--whole language professors, writers, book sellers, trainers--are the victims of criticism--criticism that to them ranks with mass murder. They--whole language professors, writers, book sellers, trainers--are the innocents. They have done nothing.

On the surface, these speeches merely suffer from logical fallacies--appeals to pity, false analogies, appeals to emotion. On a deeper level, however, they reveal the soul of the whole language cult. Nothing too sacred to abuse. Self-love so all-enwrapping and enrapturing that obscene speech is considered catchy and crowd pleasing. A juxtaposing of horrifying mass death with Chablis imbibing conference goers strolling hotel lobbies, sharing tales of vicious "attack" by advocates of systematic phonics instruction. Remember the date.

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Following is a sample of well-reasoned comments Professor Plum received via email.

1.  "You are creating a hostile environment."  [Nnnnnooooo!]

2.  "Direct Instruction is not the ONLY way to teach reading!"  [Now THAT makes sense--if you are insane.]

3.  "Why do you bother.  No one is listening."  [Because my conscience is listening, moron.]

Professor Plum was even called to the Dean's office.  She said something to the effect, "You are creating divisions among the faculty."

Is it REAL hard to make the distinction between CREATING divisions (out of what?) and merely EXPRESSING divisions that are already there?

Divisions among WHAT faculty?  There's all of THEM and, in marked contrast (follow me closely), ME. 

Stay tuned for our next installment of "As the Worms Turn."

Thursday, February 17, 2005

February 17

Professor Plum has decided that he will begin doing what other folks do--namely, (1) have some entries that are an assortment of resources and news, with the occasional snide remark; and (2) the usual effervescent essays that are the cause of so many painful groin pulls in Valiant Readers.

This just in from Faithful Reader Adrian...

I was wondering if you all could help me get some exposure for this post (http://quincy2001.blogspot.com/2005/02/what-is-teacher.html) asking readers to answer “What is a teacher?” I want to get as many answers as possible, since the intent is to compare them with the stated goals of various education schools and other ed. establishments. I see a big disconnect between the two, and want to see if other people’s definitions of a teacher are equally far off the establishment’s. Anyway, thanks in advance for the help. ~Quincy~

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Here are some math resources...

www.schoolhousetech.com

Terrific articles at Education Next.

Also

www.teachyourchildrenwell.com  Check the math CD my Mike Maloney.

Check the Gadfly.  See esp the article by Rick Hess, who makes a distinction between hard science when selecting curricula and methods but good judgment when it comes to organizational decisions (which can't be tested the same wqay as a teaching methd).

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Here's as bit of news from Canada...

Barbara Kay
National Post (Canada)
Wednesday, February 16, 2005
[Emphasis mine. PP]

A sensational news item out of Toronto this month reports a "rising tide of parental rage." Parents are swearing at teachers in front of children, mouthing off at the school secretary or even launching (unspecified) physical assaults over marks and discipline issues. "A generation ago," says Sharon O'Halloran of the Elementary Teachers' Federation of Ontario, "teachers and other authority figures were held in high regard. Now the pendulum has shifted."

Setting aside O'Halloran's failed metaphor -- pendulums don't shift, they swing -- her indignation leaves me curiously unmoved. Of course, one never condones uncivil or violent behaviour against pubic servants. And yet somewhere inside me a little imp is smiling. The little imp remembers that after 9/11, the Toronto branch of Ontario's biggest secondary school teachers union joined the anti-American "root causes" chorus, disseminating an article entitled Why America is Hated, and encouraging teachers to use it in the classroom. Although I normally abhor blame-the-victim games, since today's scapegoats represent that arrogant juggernaut, the public education empire, I'll make an exception.

What are the root causes of parents' anger? Perhaps they feel their kids are getting a second-rate education, and they're powerless to challenge the system. Or more specifically, perhaps it's because they have kids in Grade 3 who feel dumb because they can't read, spell or do simple math, with nobody in the educational hierarchy taking responsibility for their failure.

I recently corresponded at length with a Vancouver mother, "Alice," who e-mailed me after reading a column I'd written about political correctness in universities. Alice's experience convinced her that the public school system is about union interests first, and teaching children last. Her son "Brian" is dyslexic. He was failing to learn to read through his school's "whole language" approach, whereby a child follows his "feelings" about what a word or story signifies, rather than its plain meaning.

Through her own research, Alice fell upon a program that worked in home trials, a variant of "Direct Instruction"(DI), which is a rigorous, old-fashioned methodology based on phoneme recognition, structure, memorization and drills. The school district finally agreed to provide a teaching aide for Brian, but hired one with seniority -- union rules -- and no expertise in dyslexia or DI. This compromised his entire year, Alice reports. Brian never learned to read well, and dropped out of high school.

Direct Instruction has been called the dirty little secret of the educational establishment. Its superiority as a teaching tool, for all students, not just those with special needs, is chronicled in the largest educational study ever done in the world. Project Follow Through ran under the auspices of the U.S.Department of Education from 1967 to 1995, and covered 79,000 children in 180 communities. Its results unequivocally demonstrate that compared to modish program types like "student-centered learning," "learning to learn," "guided reading" and "balanced literacy," students under DI fared better in mastering the three Rs. DI even improved "higher order thinking" and "self-esteem" -- exactly the warm and fuzzy outcomes Canada's Whole Language approach aims to boost.

So why the stubborn resistance to this inexpensive, easily-implemented and highly standardized model?

The problem starts with the teachers colleges. Vancouver mother Karin Litzcke, an MBA and freelance journalist on the public education beat, is writing a book on public education and democracy. According to her research, DI isn't taught, even as an alternate methodology, in a single Canadian education faculty.

DI gets results quickly, even with learning-challenged students like Brian. It has also proven effective with large classes -- and thus fewer teachers -- which might explain why the union-dominated teaching industry views it with skepticism

Like Alice, Litzcke complains that the education system stifles citizen input: Parents who oppose the status quo are stonewalled or marginalized as troublemakers. Out of frustration, some 15 parents, including Alice, have tried to sue educators for malpractice, so far without success. Unlike their counterparts in law and medicine, teachers aren't held to any legally binding professional benchmarks -- except the ones the unions negotiate with provinces.

If your child can't read, spell or do math, Google "Project Follow Through" and read a story that will enrage you. But don't swear at the teachers. They're only failing to teach what they themselves weren't taught.

© National Post 2005

Y'all can read more about the effectivness of DI and how the ed establishment suppresses its use here

Aside from teachers and principals who eventually use DI curricula out of a sense of moral responsibility ("Fifty percent of our kids can't do math.  We had to do SOMEthing.") others use it only because their state accountability system will nail them if they don't get more kids passing end of grade tests.  [What a field!] In time, many teachers and principals who were reluctant to use DI ("It's not my style."--as if THAT ought to weigh real heavily in the decision) begin to like DI--"Hey, this really works!!"--and become diehard advocates.  I'll tell you about that some other time.

Wednesday, February 16, 2005

Marathon or Thermopylae?

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Imagine having this Goddess on your side!

The young lady (a student at the University) behind the checkout counter at Dick's Sporting Goods was the spitting image of Athena (on the right, above).  I went home, printed the jpg and raced back to Dick's.  I said to her--respectfully, you understand--you don't want to take liberties with a Goddess--"Ever seen her?"  She said, "You saying I look like a MAN?!"

"Nooooo.  This is Athena.  She looks NOthing like a man.  Besides, look at your nose.  Exactly like hers.  The eyes, hair, neck, teeth.  Athena."

Her co-workers looked closely at the picture and back at their friend...

"You DO look just like her!  You're a goddess!"

She smiled.

Having spread a generous helping of sweetness and light, as is my policy, I departed.   Who knows, the young lady's ancestral aunt may have been a model for the Greek sculptor so long ago.  No less probable than flowers.

The British historian, Arnold Toynbee, spent a good chunk of his life studying civilizations living and gone.  He summarized what he found with three rules.

First rule.  Civilizations sooner or later are in crisis.  Their major institutions don't work very well anymore, and therefore lose legitimacy.

Second rule.  Civilizations fail when leaders don't notice a crisis; when leaders deny a crisis exists; or when leaders' responses worsen a crisis.

Third rule.  Civilizations that don't adapt to crisis don't just disappear.  They are taken over, and transformed--more gradually or more suddenly--either by outsiders (barbarians in the hills), by disaffected insiders, or an by alliance of outsiders and insiders.

The field of education, or Edland, is in or is fast approaching a crisis.  It can't sustain itself with its unsatisfactory outcomes, its fanciful theories of learning and instruction, its inept teaching practices, and its programs of teacher indoctrination and ill-preparation. And it's certain that the leaders of Edland--who are at the root of the crisis--and who enjoy power and prestige--will not admit their culpability and will not make needed changes that would lower their social positions.

Therefore, by rule 3, I conclude that Edland is ready to be transformed--either by outsiders (that is, the political state);  by disaffected insiders (that is, by traditional "instructivists" and our allies--the foundations, consumer groups, and others who advocate elements-first, logically organized, research-based, focused, teacher-directed instruction), or best yet, transformed by an alliance of the political state with us and our allies.

Edland Is In a State of Crisis
Edland is an enormous and astonishingly expensive arrangement of schools of education, publishers, and organizations such as the National Council of Teachers of English, the National Council of Teachers of Mathematics, the National Association for the Education of Young Children, and the National Council for the Accreditation of Teacher Educaton.  Edland provides curricula to public schools--curricula which reveal their creators' superficial understanding of logical design. New teachers are trained to deliver these curricula in public schools via "progressive" forms of instruction--which increasingly resemble group therapy.  Edland justifies its curricula and instruction with a so-called research base on "best" and "developmentally appropriate practices"--a research base consisting largely of anecdotes, authors' opinions, and pre-experimental research designs.  And Edland maintains an apparatus of conferences and publications that disseminate always innovative--but seldom effective--models of school reform, classroom instruction, and teacher training--an apparatus whose function is to legitimize Edland's existence and activities, and to hide the failures in Edland's outcomes and the ineptitude of its leaders.

The manifest function of public schools for society, the reason for their existence, and what families and teachers by and large want public schools to do, is prepare children for adulthood by transmitting culture--that is, disseminating and inculcating the conceptual knowledge, practical skills, and moral principles accumulated by a society and needed for competent participation--or citizenship--in society. Edland's most obvious malady is failure to serve its manifest functions. With slight differences from state to state, about forty percent of high school students are poor readers.  Thirty percent of high school students can't solve everyday math problems or write coherent essays.  We find the same figures on reading and math in elementary schools where the gaps in achievement begin between minority/disadvantaged and white/advantaged children.  These early gaps in reading and math spread to writing, science, and all subjects that depend on reading and math. 

The early disparities in achievement, and later, low self-expectations and weak effort as well, solidify very different life courses for children from different socioeconomic, cultural, and so-called "racial" backgrounds.  We know from 30 years of work with Direct Instruction and other, traditional methods that aim at mastery using systematic, focused, teacher-directed instruction, that these inequalities in learning and in life course are unnecessary.  And therefore we feel morally obligated to deem immoral the malinstruction of new teachers and their public school students, and (with Thomas Jefferson) we question whether a republic has long to live when so many of its young citizens are being turned into a culturally illiterate mass easily indoctrinated into politically correct thinking and feeling that fails even to recognize mortal enemies.

In large part, a societal crisis is a crisis because it is seen as such by folks who matter.  Political coercion, for example, doesn't put a society in crisis unless sufficient numbers of the population find coercion intolerable, and believe a different form of politics is possible.  Therefore, the question is, Do important groups find the outcomes and the operation of Edland intolerable?  And do they see a better way?  The answer is a loud Yes.

It's becoming clear to school superintendents and school boards; to academics in fields with serious knowledge bases (such as mathematics, history, and business); to wealthy think tanks and foundations; to consumer groups of families who give their children to the care of public schools; and to folks who receive direct consequences for rational vs. irrational thinking (namely, farmers and business persons in state legislatures), that Edland isn't working.

Observers of the education scene, such as J. Martin Rochester (Class Warfare) E.D. Hirsch, Jr. (in The schools we need and why we don't have them), Sandra Stotsky (in Losing our language), Rita Kramer (in Ed school follies), Richard Mitchell (in The graves of academe), Diane Ravitch (in Left back: A century of failed school reform), Jean Chall (in The academic achievement challenge), Charles Sykes (in Dumbing down our kids), and Arthur Bestor (in Education wasteland)--all point to the intellectual frivolity, the doctrinal theologicality, and almost compulsive attention to everything but what is important to instruction, that characterize ed school thinking and curricula.  Here are a few lines from H.L. Mencken, written in 1928.

...(T)he great majority of American colleges (of education) are so incompetent and vicious that, in any really civilized country, they would be closed by the police... In the typical American State they are staffed by quacks and hag-ridden by fanatics.  Everywhere they tend to become, not centers of enlightenment, but simply reservoirs of idiocy.  Not one professional pedagogue out of twenty is a man of any genuine intelligence.  The profession mainly attracts...flabby, feeble fellows who yearn for easy jobs.  The childish mumbo-jumbo that passes for technique among them scarcely goes beyond the capacities of a moron.  To take a Ph.D. in education, at most American seminaries, is an enterprise that requires no more real acumen or information than taking a degree in window dressing...The schools reek with this puerile nonsense.  Their programs of study sound like the fantastic inventions of comedians gone insane.  The teaching of the elements is abandoned for a dreadful mass of fol-de-rols, by quack psychology out of the uplift...They are perfectly willing, on the one hand, to teach the nonsense prescribed for them by frauds, and they are immensely fertile, on the other hand, in inventing nonsense of their own.  Anything that will make their jobs secure seems good enough to inflict upon their pupils... (E)xamine a dozen or two of the dissertations, chosen at random, turned out by candidates for the doctorate at any penitentiary for pedagogues... What you will find is a state of mind that will shock you.  It is so feeble that it is scarcely a state of mind at all.  (H.L. Mencken.  "The war upon intelligence." Baltimore Evening Sun, December 31, 1928.)

Here's a more recent contribution, by Richard Mitchell, from The Underground Grammarian.

Fortunately for American educationists, there is never any dearth of trashy and popular fads, the raw material of  curricular novelty. The half-life of most bold innovative thrusts is less than that of the pet rock or the nude encounter group, and pedagogical gimmicks have to be cooked up more often than situation comedies.  But, thanks to the fertile inventiveness always inspired by exuberant greed, the master schlockmongers will always provide the educationists with full measures of readily adaptable inanities. It’s not surprising, therefore, that educationists respond to public discontent not by trying to improve what they do, but by trying to "educate" the public into some other "perception" of what they do.  In education, as in the fast-food business, it’s called "image enhancement," and, like all flackery, it’s done with slogans and buzz words.  When the public finally noticed, for instance, that fewer and fewer children were learning to read, the educationists quickly discovered that "learning disabilities" were far more common than anyone had ever suspected. Therefore, we ought in fact to praise the schools for doing such a great job with swarms of undernourished, disaffected imbeciles, many of whom were also myopic, hard of hearing, hyperactive (if not lethargic), or even lacking in self-esteem. There will never be good, universal, public education in America until we learn, from their own words, that the people in charge of it are badly in need of an education.  Educated people will not be deceived by such nonsense.  Some knowledge of the history of thought and some skill in logical language can be expected of the educated, but they are not required for a degree in "education."

In addition to criticism on college campuses, there is stingent accountablity legislation in at least a score of states. Legislation with regulations, with financing, with enormous data bases on student achievement, and with teeth.  Legislation that mandates higher achievement; that mandates closing the gap between minority and white students; that demands research-based curricula; that rewards schools that do the right thing and punishes schools that won't. 

Do the leaders of the ed establishment (e.g., ed schools) see state accountability legislation and mandated forms of research-based instruction as signs of crisis in their effectiveness, their legitimacy, and their social position--as public schools now clearly do?  No, this legislation is seen as an unwarranted intrusion.  They say, "We don't need the state to mandate how or what we teach.  We can decide for ourselves.  We're professionals." Legislatures are more than a little tired of this defensive posturing.  They know that the electorate wants its kids to read better, to do math better, and to know something of American history.

There is also the voucher and charter school movements--which clearly say that large numbers of the public no longer judge the ed establishment as having much legitimacy, much credibility, or much hope of improving in their children's school lifetimes.  Do the leaders of Edland read the signs this way?  No, again.  Instead, they try to invalidate the message by branding it a right wing effort to gain political control.

There are alternative routes to teacher certification--lateral entry for folks who have degrees in other fields, and even crash programs only six weeks long in some states. The research says that these teachers do just as well or better than four year school of ed teachers.  And these alternative forms of certification are funded and certified by state legislatures.  This clear hand-writing on the wall is lost on the education professoriat, who can't imagine that anyone can teach new teachers better, for less money, and in one fourth the time.

And schools of education are beginning to be evaluated (e.g., in Louisiana) along the same lines and by the same legislative groups holding public schools accountable.  Ed schools that don't stack up may be decommissioned. For decades, they hid weird curricula and lack of effectiveness behind well-crafted end-of-year reports, and by providing frequent feasts for friendly politicians.  But when kids' scores still don't rise, politicians under pressure from publics will want to know what evidence justifies the existence of expensive ed schools.  And it's no problem finding out where teachers whose students can't read were ill-trained, or to determine if ed schools are complying with laws mandating systematic phonics instruction. But again, just as Balshezzar wouldn't believe Daniel's reading of the handwriting on the wall of the banquet hall--a message which said, Your kingdom has been weighed; it has been found wanting; and is being taken from you--so the leaders of Edland don't believe what the signs are saying.

Niccolo Machiavelli read a lot of history to learn how humans can achieve and sustain a just and viable republic.  He wrote in The Prince and in The Discourses, that you must wait in readiness for the Goddess Fortune to align the right circumstances.  And then you must move with rapidity, with audacity, and when necessary with ferocity--because the Goddess has no respect for the timid.  The circumstances are aligned and the signs are favorable.  Edland has little legitimacy to major groups that fund it and depend on it.  And the pedagogic elite of Edland cannot and will not make things better for teachers and children.  Nor can the job be left to politicians alone, who after all may not act wisely or in concert for long.

Lessons From Ancient Greece
So, the job is ours.   But who exactly is the we that can and must do the job? And what battle plan is likely to be effective? The Greek historian, Herodotus, gives clear rules on this when we juxtapose his account of two battles--the battle at Marathon fought in 491 BC  and the battle at Thermopylae fought in 480 BC.

1.  There were the same adversaries--the Greeks vs. the Persians.

2.  There were the same weapons.  The Greeks used long spears, iron swords, and bronze shields.  The Persians used spears, archers, swords, and cavalry.

3. There were the same overwhelming odds.  At Marathon, there were 200,000 Persians and 20,000 Greeks.  At Thermopylae, there were 310,000 Persians and allies, and 4000 Greeks.

4. But there were different outcomes.  The Greeks won at Marathon.  6,400 Persians were killed and 192 Greeks were killed.  The Persians fled.  At Thermopylae, 20,000 Persians were killed and all the Greeks were killed.

What differences made the difference?  Here, according to Herodotus, is how the Greeks organized for battle and fought at Marathon, where they won.

...The Athenians formed their ranks for battle.  The right wing was commanded by the polemarch, Callimachus...Under his leadership the tribes followed in succession.  Finally, the last in order were the Plataeans, holding the left wing... (T)he middle of the Greek side was only a few ranks deep...but each of the two wings was very strong.  [The formation is called a phalanx.  Eight or so rows of soldiers are lined up behind the man in front.  Shield on the left arm; spear held by the right.  And they move together in a running, screaming square with tremendous mass.]

The lines were drawn up, and the sacrifices were favorable; so the Athenians were permitted to charge, and they advanced on the Persians at a run.  [I might add that when they began their forward advance, the Greeks would sing , "Zeus the Deliverer and Victory" and scream their cry to the War God.]... The Persians, seeing them coming at a run,, made ready to receive them, but they believed that the Athenians were possessed by some very desperate madness, seeing their small numbers and their running to meet their enemy without the support of cavalry or archers... but the Athenians, when it came to hand to hand fighting, fought right worthily.  They were the first Greeks we know of to charge their enemy at a run... The fight at Marathon went on for a long time, and in the center the barbarians won...and broke the Greeks, and pursued them inland.  But on each wing the Athenians and the Plataeans were victorious... As the Persians fled, the Greeks followed them, hacking at them, until they came to the sea.  Then the Greeks called for fire and laid hold of the ships.

In contrast, Thermopylae, Hot Gates, was a mountain pass in northern Greece. The Persian King, Xerxes, was bringing an enormous army south to take the Greek city states along the east coast of mainland Greece. The Greeks sent contingents from these city states to Thermopylae. However, many cities sent no troops.  And here's what happened.

But on the fifth day...he (Xerxes) sent against them the Medes and Cissians... The Medes charged the Greeks full tilt and had many of their own men killed.  Others replaced them, and their attack did not cease, although they were sorely mauled; but they made it quite clear to everyone, and especially to the King himself, that though they [the Persians] had many men, there were few men.

After more days of repelling wave after wave of Persians, the Greek contingents from most of the remaining city states, realizing the desperately bad odds, left Thermopylae to return to their cities and defend them for when the Persians came through the pass. This left the Greek commander Leonidas and 300 Spartans to defend all of mainland Greece against 310,000 Persians and their allies.

At sunrise, Xerxes made his libations and..made his attack.... (T)he Greeks, knowing that their own death was coming to them from the men who had circled the mountain, put forth their utmost strength against the barbarians; they fought in a frenzy, with no regard to their lives...Most of them had already lost their spears by now, and they were butchering Persians with their swords... (T)he Greeks retreated into the narrow part of the road, and...defended themselves with daggers--those who had any of them left--yes, and with their hands and teeth, and the barbarians buried them in missles, some attacking them in front...while those who had come round the mountain completed the circle of their attackers.

The inscription over their graves read, "Go, stranger, and tell the Spartans that we lie here in obedience to their laws."  North44big_1

Of course, the Spartan sacrifice gave the rest of Greece time to organize for battle with the Persians as they moved south.  The Persians were pounded at Salamis and Plataea, and went home for good.

Perhaps we can extract a few generalizations from Marathon and Thermopylae.

First.  The Greeks won when they fought in a highly aggressive and well-armed formation, not when they fought in a cornered band with hands and teeth.

Second.  The Greeks won when they attacked, and lost when they defended.  Rule:  By attacking,  you control the battle sequence and make the enemy react to you.

Third.  The Greeks won when they advanced at speed (their chosen speed), rather than at a slow pace set by or matching the enemy's pace.  Rule:  A rapid pace overwhelms the enemy--preventing a proficient enemy attack or defense.

Fourth.  The Greeks won when they assembled an army from all parts of
Greece, and fought together as one.  They were slaughtered when the battle was left to a small group of veterans from one city state, who could not win against such heavy odds even though their enemies feared them. Rule:  By fighting as one large army you can sustain a battle until you win.

Here's the conclusion as I see it.  We will make the crisis in education a
Marathon or a Thermopylae. If we leave the fight to the few and most vocal opponents of Edland, the massive army of the education establishment will bury us with another wave of fad pedagogies that will sustain their position as instructional leaders of the nation.  By staying home to make the fight local, rather than also coordinating and focusing force where it matters most--namely, the state departments of public instruction and state legislatures--where accountability laws and phonics laws and math laws are passed, and where textbooks are approved--we eventually may lose battles at the local level as well. Educationists don't care about data on what works--unless they are forced by higher powers. 

Therefore, we must provide the politicians, the think tanks, the foundations, and the consumer groups with well-designed packets of research data on what works and on what is bunk. 

We must deliver to legislatures, newspapers, and PTAs rational critiques of Edland and its folly--critiques that stress the irresponsibility and therefore immorality of unresearched faddish pedagogies and curricula.  We must provide principals, PTA's, boards of education, departments of public instruction, and even churches clear descriptions of effective instruction--with videotapes, model classrooms, and data on achievement  "Can your children read like this, Preacher?" And we must become speakers with the guts to go against the ed establishment at school board meetings, at state conferences, and at department of public instruction and legislative panels.  These are our weapons.

ITHAKA

As you set out for Ithaka
hope your road is a long one,
full of adventure, full of discovery.
Laistrygonians, Cyclops,
angry Poseidon - don't be afraid of them:
you'll never find things like that one on your way
as long as you keep your thoughts raised high,
as long as a rare excitement
stirs your spirit and your body.
Laistrygonians, Cyclops,
wild Poseidon - you won't encounter them
unless you bring them along inside your soul,
unless your soul sets them up in front of you.

Hope your road is a long one.
May there be many summer mornings when,
with what pleasure, what joy,
you enter harbours you're seeing for the first time;
may you stop at Phoenician trading stations
to buy fine things,
mother of pearl and coral, amber and ebony,
sensual perfumes of every kind -
as many sensual perfumes as you can;
and may you visit many Egyptian cities
to learn and go on learning from their scholars.

Keep Ithaka always in your mind.
Arriving there is what you're destined for.
But don't hurry the journey at all.
Better if it lasts for years,
so you're old by the time you reach the island,
wealthy with all you've gained on the way,
not expecting Ithaka to make you rich.

Ithaka gave you the marvellous journey.
Without her you wouldn't have set out.
She has nothing left to give you now.
And if you find her poor, Ithaka won't have fooled you.
Wise as you will have become, so full of experience,
you'll have understood by then what these Ithakas mean.
[Cavafy]

Monday, February 14, 2005

1968

Hey, turn up the stereo!

Ev’rywhere I hear the sound of marching, charging feet, boy
’cause summer’s here and the time is right for fighting in the street, boy
But what can a poor boy do
Except to sing for a rock ’n’ roll band
’cause in sleepy London town
There’s just no place for a street fighting man
No

Hey! think the time is right for a palace revolution
But where I live the game to play is compromise solution
Well, then what can a poor boy do
Except to sing for a rock ’n’ roll band
’cause in sleepy London town
There’s no place for a street fighting man
No

Hey! said my name is called disturbance
I’ll shout and scream, I’ll kill the king, I’ll rail at all his servants
Well, what can a poor boy do
Except to sing for a rock ’n’ roll band
’cause in sleepy London town
There’s no place for a street fighting man
No

[Rolling Stones. Beggars Banquet]

 A basement in the sociology department at a midwestern university.

“Look at me.”… “Good boy, Justin!”

35 kids with autism. Five classrooms. Grad students, a few undergrads (Susie, Ira, Peggy), and a few certified teachers working on eye contact, small motor play skills, motor and verbal imitation, functional speech, and classroom skills (group lessons, games, reading--“Oh, no, not REAding?”).

The program--begun with four kids--is now a real school. Observers watch every “individual session” and “class” through one-way mirrors, taking data on a dozen variables describing teacher-kid interaction so we can figure out which methods work best. Reinforce kids for good tries, or only when they get it exactly right? If it took upward of 500 tries for a kid to get his first word, how many to get the next and the next and the next? Which is best: work on motor imitation and then verbal imitation, or both at the same time?

Parents bring their kids each day. Some drive 90 miles from small farm towns. We teach the parents to teach their own kids. Mothers and fathers wear headphones and we (behind the one-way mirror) coach them. “Ask again…What color?…Red… Now. Reinforce him NOW!”

[Professor Plum drove the 90 miles back and forth every Sunday for a year and a half to help a family handle and teach their boy at home. 1953 Plymouth. Built like a Patton tank. Wish I still had it.]

Some kids were “self-destructive” and we had to hold them to keep them from banging their brains out on the table. We would reinforce them for longer intervals of not head banging. Other kids would bite. Michael used to nail me with his big front teeth right on the forearm. He was deadly accurate even when I wore a long-sleeve shirt. After a good solid chomp he would look up and me, grin, and make a goofy noise---Duuuuhhhheeeee.

“Michael, if you weren’t so nuts I’d wop you upside your melon head.”

“Duuuuhhheeee.”

“Right. Duuuuhhheeee. Pretty much sums it up. Chew on my left arm for awhile, will ya?”

We was a nut but I liked him--chomps and all. How can you not like a kid who says Duuuuhhhheeee and grins!

After the first week observing and trying different things with kids, we would place them in either one-to-one sessions; two-child classes so they could imitate each other; or intermediate and advanced (preparing for regular school) groups. We experimented with different reinforcers. Some kids were so detached that praise, hugs, rides on a “Big Wheel” and toys meant nothing--didn’t exit. We used food reinforcers with these kids--at first. Later, tokens. Later still, they earned activities they now enjoyed. Whatever they liked most. Michael was a mustard freak. I would give him the tiniest taste, right out of the jar, when he talked or took turns playing. Luke was into breakfast food. I fed him bits of bacon and cold fried eggs. He would look up at me, grin real big, and clap his hands. He tried to feed ME the eggs. I would graciously accept a few chunks to be polite. I also drove to his house every week. He drove his parents crazy. One of his favorite activities was waiting until no one was looking and then loading the toilet with shoes. Very funny. Duuuuhhheeee. Me and his Mom were a great team. We taught him to talk and play. Neat kid.

We were one of the first schools using applied behavior analysis--a few years behind the master--Ivar Lovaas. We conceptualized education a bit differently--we were teaching the kids to participate in social interaction organized as exchanges. Your turn/my turn.

No physical punishment. At most, we put a kid in a time out room for a few minutes for hitting another kid or for throwing a tantrum.

About one-fourth of the kids finally went to regular school. A few were so impaired that we could do nothing. One little girl would just stand there drooling, rocking, and doing some weird thing with her hands. It was as if she heard, saw, and understood nothing. I’d put a bite of oatmeal in her mouth and it would sit there digesting.

Upstairs in the soc department our radical leftist peers were making demands.

“We don’t want to take written doctoral exams here. We want to take them at home.”

“Okie dokie.”

“Well, then, we don’t want to take them cold. We want the questions ahead of time.”

“Okay.”

“Uh, now that you're being reasonable, we don’t want to learn a foreign language. It’s not relevant.”

“Okay. No foreign language.”

“And drop the requirement that we give a professional paper to the whole department.”

“Consider it gone.”

“Cowards.”

“Indeed.”

I remember my mentor, Robert L. “Doc” Hamblin. One of the few faculty who still had his nuts. [Oooops!] He ran the school for the autistic kids. He was also the chair of the department. One day in a meeting (the grad students demanded “representation”), Doc showed how he felt. He said, “This room is crowded.” He picked up a desk and threw it out the second floor window. You could hear it splinter on the ground below. “There. That’s better.” He wasn’t chair for long after that.

I bet he’s pretty old now, Doc. He would take us grad students to the indoor handball court at the gym. [Which was a good place for it.] A real gamester. He’d serve the ball from the front and then stand in the middle of the court, daring us to hit the ball and risk hitting him. We decided to teach him a lesson. We would return his serve, aiming at the back of his head. I think it was Craig who finally landed one right above the fringe on Doc’s bald head. The ball shot ceilingward. I didn’t know Mormons used that kind of language. Doc dropped that scheme.

Out on the quadrangle, more of our radical left collitch peers were taking time out from their back-breaking labors to protest the war in Viet Nam or racism or capitalism or poverty or bureaucracy or The Man or banks or corporations or imperialism. They were so busy with these enemies that I guess they had no time to protest “enemies of the People” getting their lips sewn shut in Cuba or Che Guevara shooting bound prisoners in the head or millions dying in the soviet gulags or East Germans shot in the back trying to escape or a billion Chinese starving under “scientific socialism.”

Oh, and did they ever hate us! Even soc professors who, I thought, liked me.

“You are controlling those children.” [As we saw it, we were merely arranging an environment that would enable the kids to learn desirable behaviors so they could have a life.]

“Desirable behavior! Who decides what’s desirable? You are a ruling elite and the kids are the proletariat!” [Are these kids in any shape to make choices for themselves? How does Duuuuhhheeee constitute “voice”? Since these kids can’t talk and if left unattended would kill themselves, the question is whether we are making choices that are good for THEM.”]

“You are exploiting them for YOUR advancement.” [We’re keeping them out of the back wards of mental hospitals.]

“Pure oppression, the way you withhold food until they do what YOU want. Who gives YOU the right?” [We already know what happens if you DON’T arrange their environment like this. They get more impaired and more violent until they are put away, have all their teeth pulled, and are kept on major doses of Thorazine.]

We heard that stuff every  day in class. 

And at parties.

"Fascists."

"Oligarchs."

"Hey, whyn't YOU come down to the basement and show us how to do it, huh?"

No takers.  Not one in three years.  I guess they were too busy what with burning the ROTC building and harrassing the chancellor.

Now my grad student peers are older and they are collitch perfessers and they teach in schools of ed and other departments that allow and even honor assininity.

Yes, they may share some of the social criticisms found in Romanticism, as E.D. Hirsh, Jr. argues in “The roots of the education wars.”

And they may be partial to Dewey and Piaget as John Stone shows in “Developmentalism: An obscure but pervasive restriction on educational improvement.”

But I think these are pedagogical choices that are the consequences of pre-existing attitudes--if that’s the right word. Romantic ideas are merely a way of giving voice to older sentiments. They don’t cause the sentiments. What attitudes? What sentiments?

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The species of ed progressive who hotly embraces multi-culturalism and fancies himself a champion of social justice, who is wildly anti-direct and anti-systematic instruction by a teacher rather than guide on the side, who pushes for learning styles and multiple intelligences, who insists on open classrooms and learning centers with kids roaming hither, thither, and yon--is a petulant arrogant duplicitous spoiled pinch-faced sanctimonious intellectual and moral cipher who is still fighting The Man because he has not matured one day since he was five years old and is terrified of anything that represents The Man--hard data, logic, scientific reasoning, teaching protocols, the concepts of Right, Wrong, Truth, Falsehood, receiving consequences for screwing up. 

Maybe The Man is really dear old Dad who was hard to please, or a religion that demands a level of self-control that the aging egoist can’t meet. Or a country, America, that is so big he can’t make it dance to his tune, and is filled with people who don’t listen to the whiney little boil and couldn’t care less what he wants.

As for the knee-jerk progressives, on the other hand, they’re just imbeciles whose glandular secretions are set off by words like "discover" (Ooooo, discover), "Vygotsky" (Ooooo, exotic), "construct" (Duuuhheeeee, construct), "child-centered" (gah gah).

Friday, February 11, 2005

Talking Heads

For the past seven years--that’s SEVEN years--Professor Plum has been suggesting to his colleagues that we hire at least one--that’s ONE--perfesser (out of about eight “Language and Literacy" perfessers) who can teach our ed students how to teach beginning reading in a systematic, explicit, direct, and comprehensive way, as REQUIRED by our state’s very own laws and standard course of study. Here, for example, is a segment of state law, passed around 1998…

The State Board of Education shall critically evaluate and revise the standard course of study so as to provide school units with guidance in the implementation of balanced, integrated, and effective programs of reading instruction. The General Assembly believes that the first, essential step in the complex process of learning to read is the accurate pronunciation of written words and that phonics, which is the knowledge of relationships of the symbols of the written language and the sounds of the spoken language, is the most reliable approach to arriving at the accurate pronunciation of a printed word. Therefore, these programs shall include early and systematic phonics instruction.

As hinted in the law, above, the state standard course of study was revised, thus…

The curriculum for young children in (our state’s)  schools is based on the research as presented in Appendix A. Research has shown that children learn the foundation skills that enable them to become independent readers through direct instruction of decoding and comprehension skills and...

Way back when, Professor Plum tried to make the case, in a calm and friendly way, in emails to the whole faculty, to department chairs, and to the higher administrators.

“I have been told by our own students that they do not know how to teach reading.” [No response. Nothing]

[The next year.]
“I have been told by teachers, principals, and even district directors of elementary ed that they are VERY unhappy that our graduates do not know how to teach reading.”   [More of the nothing motif]

[The next year]
“I have been told by teachers, principals, and the same district directors of elementary ed that they are sick and tired that they have to teach our graduates how to teach reading. They say it is OUR job to do that.” [No response]

[The next year.]
“I hate to say this, but our 100% whole language teacher training curriculum is not in line with the preponderance of research, with the reform of reading instruction at the federal and state level, and even with the way reading is taught in the districts where our graduates get jobs. The schools around here almost all use direct instruction curricula, and no one uses Reading Recovery. One superintendent said, “Why should we spend 500,000 dollars on Reading Recovery each year, when it doesn’t work?” I told her, “I don’t know.” [Whole language colleagues publicly blamed ME for districts dropping Reading Recovery. Ha! Also Ha Ha. They