There’s a difference between symptoms and causes. There are many symptoms of the current malaise in education, and they won’t be relieved unless we understand the deeper problems that underlie them. One is the industrial character of public education. The issue in a nutshell is this: most of the developed countries did not have mass systems of public education much before the middle of the nineteenth century. These systems were developed in large part to meet the labor needs of the Industrial Revolution and they are organized on the principles of mass production. The standards movement is allegedly focused on making these systems more efficient and accountable. The problem is that these systems are inherently unsuited to the wholly different circumstances of the twenty-first century.

Test makers rake in bucks, students and teachers chafe under the strain. Here’s a better way forward for everyone

The Montana State Legislature Passes Bill to Fund Native Language Programs

On April 23rd, the Montana State Legislature passed a bill that will provided funding for Native American immersion language programs in public schools.

Senate Bill 272, sponsored by Senator Jonathan Windy Boy from the Rocky Boy Reservation, seeks to redress the state’s and Federal governments historic policies that once punished Native peoples from speaking their Native languages during the boarding school era.



Muscatine, Iowa
Population:  22,886

“From the 1840s to the Civil War, Muscatine had Iowa’s largest black community, consisting of fugitive slaves from the South and free blacks who had migrated from the eastern states. One of the most prominent community leaders was Alexander Clark Sr., a Pennsylvania native, barber and eventually a wealthy timber salesman and real estate speculator. He was among the founders of the local AME Church, assisted fugitive slaves, and petitioned the state government to overturn racist laws before the war. In 1863, Clark helped organize Iowa’s black regiment, the 60th United States Colored Infantry (originally known as the 1st Iowa Infantry, African Descent), though an injury prevented him from serving.

In 1868, he successfully desegregated Iowa’s public schools by suing the Muscatine board after his daughter Susan was turned away from her neighborhood school. Eleven years later, his son Alexander Jr. became the first black graduate of the University of Iowa College of Law and its first black graduate from any department. Clark Sr. went to the college and became its second black graduate five years later, despite being 58 years old, saying that he wanted to serve “as an example to young men of his own race.” Clark rose to prominence in the Republican Party, serving as a delegate to state and national conventions.”

Here’s a story for #PreservationDay:

My great aunt, my Zeyde’s (z”l) sister, told this story about growing up near Harrisburg as a Jew in the early-mid 1900s. She went to public school, because there wasn’t a large enough Jewish population to have a separate school, and besides, private schools costed money they didn’t have. My great aunt was always either the only Jew or one of the few Jews in her class. If there were other Jews in her class, she would make friends with them and go over their houses. But the non-Jewish kids would never invite her over. As my great aunt tells it, their parents just didn’t want them to have a Jewish kid over. So my great aunt and my Zeyde grew up living next to non-Jews but never really a part of the non-Jewish community. 

But at lunch at school, my great aunt got to see what the non-Jewish kids brought. And growing up she was so resentful of the rye and whitefish sandwiches her mother would pack. She was told her food smelled weird and looked weird. She wanted to fit in, to eat what the other kids were eating. But what she fixated on was the white bread. In her house, and in the houses of all the Jewish kids she was friends with, they only ever had rye bread, challah, and the occasional bagel (this wasn’t NYC after all.) And in her mind, she imagined white bread as something wonderful that she wasn’t allowed to experience.

Both of her parents worked. When the family came over from Lithuania, they came with nothing. As the oldest, she was often left to watch the other kids. She liked to tell my Zeyde that they were going on an adventure, and then walk him through town and to the local theatre. She loved music and she was able to take music lessons, but she could rarely afford tickets to what was going on the theater. Sometimes she’d sneak in and listen from the lobby, sometimes she’d sneak out back to catch a glimpse of the actors and singers as they left or came out to take a break, often with my Zeyde in tow. 

One day she was out back behind the theater alone, when from the upper window someone tossed out some trash towards the trash cans. When she was sure the coast was clear, she snuck over to it. One of the things thrown out the window were slices of white bread. And she wasn’t going to pass up her chance to try it.

That’s where her story ended, as she told it. I’m sure finally tasting it was rather disappointing.

My great aunts love for music and theatre would eventually pay off. Here’s her Wikipedia page.

From Arizona Highways - May 1975.  “Gay Lawrence, Minnicouja Sioux, wears this stunning contemporary Sioux gown of natural leather bedecked with bead work and porcupine quills.  Gay is an Indian Education Coordinator for Scottsdale Public Schools.”

Fire Emblem: Awakening High School AU where, due to a sudden deficit in public funding, Ylisse Academy and Plegia Public High School (well known for it’s population of “at-risk” youths) are merged into one school.
Robin, a third year student, just transferred to Ylisse academy on academic scholarship and meets a diverse crowd at the school, including:

  • Alumna and principal, Emmeryn
  • Newly-appointed vice principal Gangrel, who genuinely hates children
  • Fresh-out-of-grad-school teacher Fredrick, who teaches a medley of subjects, including home economics, gym, and literature
  • Women’s sports coach Flavia and co-coach of the boy’s teams, Basilio, who also teach math and history, respectively
  • Foreign language teacher and drama club faculty supervisor Gregor
  • Tiki, the music teacher, who had a chance to be on Broadway but peaked early in her career

And a few of the many students they learn to call their friends, like:

  • Star quarterback, student president, legacy student, and school dreamboat Chrom
  • His little sister, Lissa, who still hasn’t found her place yet.
  • Stahl, who despite being a nice kid on the football team, is a total stoner
  • Co-captains of the cheerleading team Maribelle and Olivia. Olivia is actually the best at choreography and gymnastics, but her leadership skills leave a lot to be desired because she’s shy.
  • School idol Cordelia, with a 4.0 GPA, and is one of the best sprinters on the track team, but is actually an anxious mess who can’t deal with failure. She was elected as student vice president. 
  • Her best friend Sumia, who is completely athletically and academically average, but makes cute wing-shaped accessories for her friends on the track team.
  • Art club weirdos Henry, Nowi,and a third guy nobody remembers the name of (Kellam).
  • Nowi is a huge fuckin weeaboo who thinks it’s totally normal to act like a total baby because of moe anime and also is obsessed with dragons.
  • Henry was home schooled by his foster parents until high school and has a really big interest in surrealism, street art, and practical SFX for horror movies. He watches horror anime with Nowi sometimes. 
  • The third guy is really into modern art installations that people always don’t really “get”
  • Debate team captain Miriel, who also is part of the science club and dabbles in the poetry club.
  • Drama and choral club diva Virion and childhood friend Cherche, who tries to keep him grounded. 
  • Tharja, who is a huge fucking nerd that spends all of her time on the computer, hacks into social media websites, and writes angsty poetry about a certain new student.
  • Ricken, who’s just a history nerd that would get shoved in a locker in any other high school AU, but gets treated like a little brother by everyone because this school’s head jock is Chrom
  • Donnel, a kid who commutes an hour and a half to go to this nice school he was recruited by for a sports scholarship, but genuinely enjoys the academia.
  • Lon’qu, another transfer student who was recruited from an all-boys school by Coach Basilio and is still really uncomfortable around girls
  • Libra, who’s that one Very Religious kid in the school and almost slipped through the cracks of the foster care system, but because of that he totally gets what having a shitty home life is like and really wants to become a guidance councilor. 
  • Panne, who also commutes a ridiculous amount of time from the reservation her family lives on to get to school and happens to be the best cross-country runner in the entire district.
  • Gaius, a kleptomaniac who would probably do pretty well in school if he wasn’t always ditching class
  • Sully, who’s the biggest sports star behind Chrom and plays every single sport, but specializes in  javelin, shot put, and hammer throw. 
  • Vaike, who, despite having god-awful test scores, really wants to become a teacher, mostly because he has no idea how much work it is. He’s also a part of the football team (on defense) and has proclaimed himself as Chrom’s rival. During practices he always plays as the opposing team’s offense so he can try and tackle Chrom.

Noticed that everyone loves the idea of universal healthcare, public schools, and other public benefits all up till the moment you slap the “s” word down on the table. Everyone shits on socialism yet everyone wants to move to great ol’ socialized Canada. I smell capitalist hypocrisy

gopreppyunicorns asked:

I went to public school (not referring to college), and I was taught gender identity and sexual orientation (how they are not the same thing). I think it's more of a problem on certain campuses in certain states.

I’m pretty damn happy to hear that, actually. It’s a definite sign things are improving. – Misfitreindeer

anonymous asked:

I was taught trophy hunting, but I went to a public school. I agree though, and I think killing something without at least selling the meat and hide should be illegal, myself. I think it is a great insult to killing something, and part of the spirit of a true hunter was respect for the beast you ended. Most pre-christian religions had some form of honoring of the beasts that had died so that you may live, and I think that hunters should have some of that spirit, else they aren't true hunters.


Durant, Iowa
Population: 1,832

“Durant was platted in 1854 by Benjamin Brayton. The Chicago, Rock Island and Pacific Railroad was built through Durant in 1855. The settlement was first named Brayton for its founder, but the name was later changed to Durant for Thomas C. Durant, one of the pioneers of the Transcontinental Railroad and an individual who contributed the bulk of funds needed to build the town’s first public school.“

So I come from a very reserved private school but my boyfriend goes to public school and I went to his prom last night. Well my school always makes fun of how bad our music is at our dances because it has to be appropriate so we play a bunch of oldies. I thought his dance might have better music. I was wrong… They played Little Einstein’s as the song to get everyone “pumped up”. A freaking children’s show theme song.


Here, have some selfies! Prom was tonight, and, surprisingly, I felt well enough to go! The first couple hours weren’t much fun, because the music was painfully loud and I didn’t really know anyone (that’s what happens when a homeschooled, chronically ill person goes to a public-school dance). So I sat there and watched people until my best friend got there from her tennis tournament. Then it became much more fun. I actually managed to dance the Boot Scootin’ Boogie in heels (there is lots of jumping and stomping and scooting and I’m amazed that I didn’t break anything). Those braid buns in my hair were supposed to look like flowers but my hair is too fine to stay pulled out in petals so that didn’t work out. And my hair won’t hold a curl for anything!

it's 2:03 am

i just lit a cig to get my mind off of love
to forget my fears of death
but i put it out the second i realized
i’m just making it happen sooner
i need someone to come up to me
ask me for permission to kiss me
and just kiss me
whether it’s in public
or at school
i just need to find someone who won’t be scared to tell me they love me
and be someone whom i can hold

should i call this boy ugly he is very ugly and was mean to me when i went to public school. hes not ben from 7th grade music class btw


Real students’ responses to what #IWishMyTeacherKnew will break your heart 

Kyle Schwartz asked third-graders in her Denver classroom to write her notes about things they wish she understood about their lives. Schwartz told ABC News she knew her students came from underprivileged homes but wanted to truly understand how that affected their lives and education. The movement has now spread across the country.