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I started writing this blog in 2008, toward the end of my first year of teaching. These posts about my experiences as an NYC Department of Education teacher have been (and continue to be) assembled over a period of several years. They don't necessarily need to be read in chronological order, but my very first post, "Context" (March 2008) might be useful as an introduction into this lunacy. While most of my stories highlight the ridiculousness of being a public school teacher, I should note that I love my students and care deeply for them. So as you read, please keep in mind that I do in fact have a soul, as well as a heart; and that heart of mine brims with pride every time I think about my students' talents and breaks with pain every time another one gets screwed by the system.
Showing posts with label students. Show all posts
Showing posts with label students. Show all posts

March 22, 2011

Y da hellz kant yuu spell bettah??? Dayyummm!

Regret #3:  Discovering the way my students write in real life

I don't read my Facebook News Feed thingy.  That's because 95% of the things that come through it are stupid shit my kids say. And the stupid shit my kids say is of no interest to me.  Unfortunately, the sheer volume of shit they post is so absurdly high that occasionally, my eyes (disobeying the strict directions of my brain) read a post or two.

And when that happens, it's like a stab to the teacher-heart.  Their spelling is just so damn atrocious!  There's no way it qualifies as English.
The spelling lessons, homework, tests, cutting up pieces of paper with similarly-sounding words on them and rearranging the pieces in different groups (yea, that's the 'creative, interactive' bullshit they make kids do to 'learn' these days)....  all those hours! All that work! For what?! Ahhhh a waste! A fucking waste!

To honor the mess my students have made with their written English skills, here is an abridged, not even close to fully inclusive, mini-lesson in decoding Self-proclaimed Badass Kids' Online Speak:

The letter q replaces the letter g
example: "lookinq cute" or "omq what's qood with the lipstick"

uu replaces ou
example: "i c yuu"

dh or d- replaces th
example: "I have more dhan yuu" or "dhat's how much i love yuu" or "have yuu seen dis"

mii replaces me
example: "talk to mii"

mahh replaced mad or my
example: "dhat's mahh funny!" or "yuu mahh best friend"

knoe replaces know
 example: "did yuu knoe it mahh birthday"

-variations of the include: dha, da
-variations of girl include: gurl, ghurl, ghurll 

It's truly a complex language that the street-savvy urban child has mastered by 5th grade and that the younger, urban toddler aspires to learn before his 10th birthday.

I, on the other hand, would be perfectly content to shoot their fingers straight off their hands and call it a day.


Here is the fruit of all my fucking troubles:










 






There is this one theory in the teaching world that kids' use of social media is helpful to their education.  Pundits (oh and you can guarantee these assholes haven't had any interaction with a public school kid in the last 20 years, or ever, for that matter) claim that all the brief writing kids do on Facebook, Twitter, MySpace, and while texting, is actually beneficial to them-- it improves their writing skills and makes them smarter or some shit like that.  However, after reading my kids' Facebook posts, I think we can all agree that:
1) this theory is WRONG
2) social media/texting is making my kids dumber (or at the very least encouraging bad habits that will inevitably transfer to their school work)
3) once these education experts see my evidence, they will undoubtedly agree with what I've said. (And make me queen of education theory.)

March 18, 2011

Facebooking with Students = Cringe

Oh there are so many more problems besides the ambiguity of 'pokes' when it comes to Facebooking with students.  Here's one of the tamer ones that mostly just makes me laugh but also makes me think: what the fuck are you doing?

Regret #2:  Seeing their Facebook 'names.'

There must be some unwritten rule I'm unaware of, amongst my kids, anyway. Apparently, its way cooler to make up weird-ass nicknames for yourself, instead of go by your real name. 

- Sweet, innocent, awesome Kaitlyn is now commonly referred to as  'ooBl0w Fishoo'. One can only surmise what that means. Can you imagine what I thought when double-o 'Blow Fish' messaged me the other day?

- Michael, a delightfully smart and witty kid with a blindingly bright future, has officially changed his last name to 'Bigg Boii Swaggs' (after all, if it's on Facebook, it's official right?) and previously: 'Dha Assassin'.  Surriously? Gang-member already? You're not even going to wait until high school?

- Peterson, a kid for whom I have the utmost respect as a talented, passionate, caring human being; but who unfortunately maintained an ultra-dork status in elementary school (he tried and tried to shake it but just couldn't) has chosen to add 'Cheese' as his middle name (you see why he couldn't shake the 'dork' title now).

- Mariel, clueless, adorable kid, prefers the nickname 'Princess Senarina.' Fine, it is what it is... but guess what her mother's name is? AfriKan PriNcess. And her listed skills? Knowledge of English and Pig LatinSwear to God. 


Sheesh.