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we don’t care about education

Do you support spending more money to “fix” our education system, debt be darned?  Forbidding school choice?  Awarding tenure to chair warmers?  Empowering government teacher unions because sweat shops existed in the private sector in the early 1900’s?  How about lowering graduation standards to pad the stats and to protect the guilty (hat tip Richard F. Miniter at American Thinker)?  Legislating sledgehammer school calendar restrictions at the state level, ‘cuz that’ll fix it (#goodGrief)?  How about a nationally “elite” private HS excusing students on May Day, thereby showing solidarity for what? Indoctrinated dolts in the year the Occupy abomination was spawned? The good ol’ May Days celebrated by Marxists?

It’s not working folks, and you’ve run out of excuses.  Do you even care about educating our kids?  If so, you have a strange way of showing it.  From the University of Southern California’s Master of Arts in Teaching website (Feb 2011), the following infographic (to which I added some flair) paints a dismal picture.  The US outspends Finland by 37% per child.  Finland beats US by 15.6% in Math and by 15.1% in Science.  That’s inexcusably poor.

we outspend Finland by 37%, they outperform us by 15%

Cut the kimchi, folks.  Look your kid in the eye and be honest with her.  We just don’t care about educating her generation.

hometown history

Mom & Dad gave me a great Christmas present this year: a day-long historical tour of Orange County, Virginia (where I grew up) and surrounding areas. Mr. Frank S. Walker, Jr. guided me for this one-on-one Civil War-themed tour.

Connections are the “hook” that draw me to history, and there were quite a few personal ones for me on this day. Mr. Walker’s wife, Mrs. Bernice Walker was my science teacher through most of my formative years at Grymes Memorial School. Truth be told, I never was Mrs. Walker’s best student. My interest in growing the biggest crystals in the class had far more to do with a crush I had on lab partner Ms. Phillips than it did with any true interest in science. I also remember Mrs. Walker calling me aside after class one day and telling me that she didn’t care whether I sat in the back of the room not listening, passing notes, and throwing spitballs. She did insist, however, that the peers with whom I was distracted truly did need to pay attention.

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