#ThankATeacher

by Ilinap on February 8, 2017

We’ve been in some state of mourning since November 9. No joke. The DeVos confirmation about put us all over the proverbial edge. The tough part in all this has been the effect on my children. They saw us campaign and canvass for much of last year. Our candidate lost. They saw us write and call our senators, literally daily, about cabinet nominations and campaign donations. They even wrote letters themselves to share the their positive public school experiences with elected representatives. And despite it all, DeVos was confirmed. The boys are disheartened and are having trouble seeing the value in being an engaged citizen. They’ve seen us do all the right things to no avail. At least we can tell them we were on the right side of history. We can tell them we did not sit idly by. We can tell them we used our voices.

And so with the confirmation of DeVos, my 11-year old son wrote a thank you letter to his teachers. It was one act of resistance that he knew would make a difference.

Kids today…

 

Dear Teachers,

I am writing to you to tell you how much I appreciate you guys. To all my science teachers, you helped me make my school’s Science Olympiad team. To all my math teachers, you helped drive me to do great in math, and now I do 6+/7+. To every teacher who taught me ELA, now I am an avid reader and a better writer. Lastly, to all the teachers who taught me social studies, I am now taking a global conflicts class. To ALL my teachers, thank you for being great and inspiring me to do great things.

Your student,

Deal

Teachers. Making America great one kid at a time.

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Everyday Can Be MLK Day

by Ilinap on January 16, 2017

It’s wonderful to have a national day of service to reflect on the indelible mark Martin Luther King, Jr. left on this country. It’s especially healing to honor him now, in this volatile climate brimming with racism, misogyny, xenophobia, and fear mongering. We need the reminder to be particularly aware now. Gone is the time for reflection. Upon us is the time for action.

There are ways big and small to carry a bit of MLK Day within you every day. It’s simple, really.

Be kind.

Speak up.

Do something.

Think of others.

This doesn’t take signing up for organized volunteer opportunities or committing (which really means over committing) your time. Rake a neighbor’s yard, bring someone dinner, bring coffee to the police station or fire house, send funny postcards to nurses working on the oncology floor, write a note to a teacher, thank your Congressional representatives for something you applaud (Imagine how much negative mail they get. I bet they would be thrilled to hear someone cheering them on.), clean up trash along a nature trail (Just today we walked the family dog 2 miles around a local lake and cleaned up four large garbage bags of trash!).

Living with honor doesn’t mean grand sweeps of nobility. Taking action doesn’t mean a hunger strike. Having character costs nothing but is the true measure of riches.

Life’s most persistent and urgent question is, ‘What are you doing for others?’

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Thanksgiving Wishes Redux

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Children’s Reactions to a Trump Presidency

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Hillary Clinton to Hold Final Midnight Rally in Raleigh

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Haiti – First Impressions

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There is a rhythm of Haiti that belies the stereotypical Caribbean steel drum beat. The cadence of a constant hum, a tap tap tap of metal artisans crafting discarded metal drums into fine art, the hammering of nails into corrugated metal that is a constant rhythmic reminder of Hurricane Matthew’s destruction. There are car horns […]

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