“Tonight, I have confirmed that the New York Times has stopped the presses to redraw A1. That is, the most influential newspaper in the world has put its work and printing process on hold to make room on the front page for the obituary of a single man. If that isn’t a testament to his work, I don’t know what is.”—Nicholas Jackson, The Atlantic - Hitchens Dead at 62; New York Times Redraws A1 for Obit (via brooklynmutt)
“Why is marking a book indispensable to reading it? First, it keeps you awake — not merely conscious, but wide awake. Second, reading, if it is active, is thinking, and thinking tends to express itself in words, spoken or written. The person who says he knows what he thinks but cannot express it usually does not know what he thinks. Third, writing your reactions down helps you to remember the thoughts of the author.”—How to Read a Book – on marginalia and the yin/yang of reading/writing (via curiositycounts)
This was written by Marion Brady, veteran teacher, administrator, curriculum designer and author.
By Marion Brady
A longtime friend on the school board of one of the largest school systems in America did something that few public servants are willing to do. He took versions of his state’s high-stakes standardized math and reading tests for 10th graders, and said he’d make his scores public.
By any reasonable measure, my friend is a success. His now-grown kids are well-educated. He has a big house in a good part of town. Paid-for condo in the Caribbean. Influential friends. Lots of frequent flyer miles. Enough time of his own to give serious attention to his school board responsibilities. The margins of his electoral wins and his good relationships with administrators and teachers testify to his openness to dialogue and willingness to listen.
He called me the morning he took the test to say he was sure he hadn’t done well, but had to wait for the results. A couple of days ago, realizing that local school board members don’t seem to be playing much of a role in the current “reform” brouhaha, I asked him what he now thought about the tests he’d taken.
“I won’t beat around the bush,” he wrote in an email. “The math section had 60 questions. I knew the answers to none of them, but managed to guess ten out of the 60 correctly. On the reading test, I got 62% . In our system, that’s a “D”, and would get me a mandatory assignment to a double block of reading instruction.
He continued, “It seems to me something is seriously wrong. I have a bachelor of science degree, two masters degrees, and 15 credit hours toward a doctorate.
“I help oversee an organization with 22,000 employees and a $3 billion operations and capital budget, and am able to make sense of complex data related to those responsibilities.
“I have a wide circle of friends in various professions. Since taking the test, I’ve detailed its contents as best I can to many of them, particularly the math section, which does more than its share of shoving students in our system out of school and on to the street. Not a single one of them said that the math I described was necessary in their profession.
“It might be argued that I’ve been out of school too long, that if I’d actually been in the 10th grade prior to taking the test, the material would have been fresh. But doesn’t that miss the point? A test that can determine a student’s future life chances should surely relate in some practical way to the requirements of life. I can’t see how that could possibly be true of the test I took.”
Here’s the clincher in what he wrote:
“If I’d been required to take those two tests when I was a 10th grader, my life would almost certainly have been very different. I’d have been told I wasn’t ‘college material,’ would probably have believed it, and looked for work appropriate for the level of ability that the test said I had.
“It makes no sense to me that a test with the potential for shaping a student’s entire future has so little apparent relevance to adult, real-world functioning. Who decided the kind of questions and their level of difficulty? Using what criteria? To whom did they have to defend their decisions? As subject-matter specialists, how qualified were they to make general judgments about the needs of this state’s children in a future they can’t possibly predict? Who set the pass-fail “cut score”? How?”
“I can’t escape the conclusion that decisions about the [state test] in particular and standardized tests in general are being made by individuals who lack perspective and aren’t really accountable.”
There you have it. A concise summary of what’s wrong with present corporately driven education change: Decisions are being made by individuals who lack perspective and aren’t really accountable.
Those decisions are shaped not by knowledge or understanding of educating, but by ideology, politics, hubris, greed, ignorance, the conventional wisdom, and various combinations thereof. And then they’re sold to the public by the rich and powerful.
All that without so much as a pilot program to see if their simplistic, worn-out ideas work, and without a single procedure in place that imposes on them what they demand of teachers: accountability.
Winerip writes: “As of last night, 658 principals around the state (New York) had signed a letter — 488 of them from Long Island, where the insurrection began — protesting the use of students’ test scores to evaluate teachers’ and principals’ performance.”
One of those school principals, Winerip says, is Bernard Kaplan. Kaplan runs one of the highest-achieving schools in the state, but is required to attend 10 training sessions.
“It’s education by humiliation,” Kaplan said. “I’ve never seen teachers and principals so degraded.”
Carol Burris, named the 2010 Educator of the Year by the School Administrators Association of New York State, has to attend those 10 training sessions.
Katie Zahedi, another principal, said the session she attended was “two days of total nonsense. I have a Ph.D., I’m in a school every day, and some consultant is supposed to be teaching me to do evaluations.”
A fourth principal, Mario Fernandez, called the evaluation process a product of “ludicrous, shallow thinking. They’re expecting a tornado to go through a junkyard and have a brand new Mercedes pop up.”
My school board member-friend concluded his email with this: “I can’t escape the conclusion that those of us who are expected to follow through on decisions that have been made for us are doing something ethically questionable.”
He’s wrong. What they’re being made to do isn’t ethically questionable. It’s ethically unacceptable. Ethically reprehensible. Ethically indefensible.
How many of the approximately 100,000 school principals in the U.S. would join the revolt if their ethical principles trumped their fears of retribution? Why haven’t they been asked?
Worth it to read the whole thing!
Multiple choice tests are bullshit. Nothing is as simple as A, B, C or D.
The Price You Pay for Quality: An Open Letter to Whole Foods
This is a real complaint that Devin and I wrote and filed online to our local Whole Foods, in Haight Ashbury, San Francisco.
I enjoy shopping at Whole Foods, and I go there regularly because I enjoy the fresh produce, and the usually very good customer service. My trip today, however, led me to believe that this particular location of Whole Foods is actually run by clowns. Upon arriving in the parking lot, I discovered a group of young men operating a forklift, under what seemed to be “professional” supervision. Their outfits were disturbing, but I was determined not to let it ruin my shopping experience. After removing a banana peel and several pieces of compostable trash from the cleanest available mini-cart, I forged ahead to the produce section. Everything seemed to be okay, we collected our vegetables in a calm, rational manner and proceeded with our shopping. Because I just got over being sick, I wanted to reward myself with a cupcake for surviving Flu Season 2011. I headed over to the bakery.
Though tantalized by the maple bacon tart, what really caught my eye was a red velvet cupcake. My fiance, who was accompanying me, chose a mixed berry tart and the aforementioned maple bacon tart. A young woman named Zoe greeted us as all Whole Foods employees do—in a cooly enthusiastic tone. I asked her what sort of frosting the red velvet cupcake had. She responded that it had cheesecake frosting. This was our first sign that all was not as it seemed. I get it. People make mistakes. I was ready to move on. But as I began placing my order, Zoe turned her head to her friend behind the counter and began to chit-chat about God knows what. After a good 15 seconds (it felt like an eternity) she turned her head back and said “sorry about that.” She had been so absorbed in her conversation that she failed to notice our annoyance or our order. This happened two more times, once while my fiance was placing his order, and again while he preempted her question regarding where we wanted to pay for our baked goods. We had the mini-cart with us and wanted to pay at the cash register. We told her again, when she finally gave us attention. The bakery was not busy.
We thought we’d been through the worst of it, and hurried towards the checkout counter. It was there that our check out clerk, a young man with small patches of scruffy facial hair began to ring up our goods. We were almost home free. But then, as he picked up our box of ill packaged baked goods, despite my protestations that “I can just hang onto that” in mid sentence he flipped the box upside down to scan the barcode. My cupcakes and tarts were manhandled. He set them upright, but it was too late. When I pointed out that the arrangement of berries and bacon had been disturbed, he asked: “do you want me to get you another one?” I replied in, perhaps in too harsh a manner, “no I’ve had enough customer service today.” My fiance and I left Whole Foods feeling shaken. Had we done something wrong? The forklift party in the parking lot was still in high gear, perhaps higher gear, if you’ll pardon the pun.This may be funny, but it’s not a joke.