When Johnnie Can’t Write His Name..No Problem. He’ll Just Flash the Chip in his Hand
Nobody’s Opinion
“My name is Kathleen, not Catherine,” she said to me.
It was the last day of the adult swimming at the local pool, and I was just now getting to know the old gal with the pretty silver hair, who would swim to the end of the pool and do her knee exercises. I knew that she was recovering from two knee surgeries, but that’s about all I knew of her…that was about to change.
“I was a teacher..a strict teacher.” she said as we were drying off getting ready to leave for the year.
“What did you teach?” I asked, as I sat down on the blue-netted lounge to get my feet.
“Sixth, seventh, and eighth grade, for over thirty years.”
And then she just blurted it out…”Did you know they are not going to teach cursive anymore? The kids do not even have to write anything anymore. All they have to do is fill in the dot.” She was appalled. A kid that couldn’t write, or even be asked to write, might as well be labeled ignorant for life. It was as if all her life’s work had just been thrown into the trash can.
As she sat down on the lounge next to me, she went on to tell me about some of the things that were going on at our local schools. The teachers were having sex in the bathrooms., and then bragging about it.
Not the kids, the teachers.
Kathleen spoke about how proud she was of the job she did when she taught. She told me of one teacher who hated her, and she could never figure out why. Then one day, the teacher told her…
“You always got all the presents.” she said.
You see, Kathleen insisted on respect from her students, They had to say “yes sir, and yes ma’am” and her students therefore actually learned, and they loved her for it. She would never put the kid’s name on the board when they were bad, but when they were good. Every once in a while, she would have them all write (in cursive) an essay to tell her if she had ever been unfair, and when, and to not sign their names.
My god, I thought…what a human being.
She told me how a student had told her to look on FACEBOOK, and to notice, how she was everybody’s favorite teacher. I noticed a few tears forming in her eyes as she spoke about reading their comments.
So, the “mean, strict” teacher at Christmas time, much to all the other teacher’s surprise, was swamped with presents. So many that the room was filled up with them.
As she laid back on the lounge chair, she continued to tell me how corrupt the school administrators were, and I told her my own sad story about my son, who was actually kicked out of high school for being sick. He went ahead and got a GED Scholarship, but I have never forgiven the people at the school that did it to him.
Kathleen told me it was the saddest story she had ever heard.
During my own fight with the school system , the corruption I saw at every turn sickened me. The United States School system is rigged, only to benefit the teachers, the principals, and the unions. It’s all about the money. And what’s so sad, is that so many of the teachers don’t even know much about anything, and yet, due to George Bush, the kids have to pass the standardized tests. Or else, they don’t get federal funds.
If that’s not a reason to take the schools back to the local level, I don’t know what is.
But, it’s too entrenched. The system is like a huge, poisonous blob of gangrene suffocating the whole country. And it, makes money for the liberals that control it, and continue to perpetuate it.
Last month, 178 teachers and principals at 44 Atlanta public schools were found to be responsible for, or directly involved in, cheating on the state’s standardized test, according to a report issued by the Georgia governor’s office following an extensive investigation.
This teaching scandal was blamed on the bonuses that everyone would get if all the kids passed the tests. The “bleeding heart” excuse for cheating was: What if you have a bunch of “poor” kids who can’t pass the test, and you are a teacher who is a single mom with kids to raise, and you NEED that bonus?
You must cheat. The poor kids can’t compete with the rich kids. It’s not the teacher’s fault.
Baloney.
If Booker T. Washington, a slave that swept floors for reading lessons, can learn how to read and write, then there is no reason that “poor’ kids can’t learn. There are “poor” schools in New York City that are exceeding due to the old fashioned “strict” policies put back in place.
Just last week. Mitt Romney told us all what he thinks of America’s hope by answering one questions: What did he think of immigrations?
He said that we should persuade all the foreigners who studied and got degrees at our universities to stay in our country. Mitt knows that our own American children will not have the skills to fill the higher level position. And if they do, the job will still go the foreigners as we have seen, because they are cheaper. Bill Gates feels the same way.
American kids are being abandoned, and not just the poor black ones. The dumbing down has been an ongoing liberal process for most of my lifetime.
And what does that tell you?
Do they want to keep our kids stupid?
Well, so far it’s working out for them —-just fine.


