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February 17, 2009, 9:37 pm

“Don’t ever send your children to a school where the kids call teachers by their first names.”

This nugget of wisdom was the chalkboard “thought for the day” at my favorite French bakery. I heartily concur. If a teacher has no more status that a playground buddy, scant education will result.

I would like to add two school selection criteria of my own.

First, never send your child to any school that has the word “academy” in its name. If you doubt me, just try the following simple test. Walk into any classroom in an “academy” school and ask the students to write one short, grammatically correct, coherent paragraph in their native language. The results may shock you.

Second, don’t send your child to any school that has more than one “crazy” day per school year. Crazy days are rampant… crazy hair day, mismatched clothes day, backwards day, crazy hat day, pajama day, stuffed animal day and on and on.

I truly believe it is harder to teach a bunch of hyper kids who have green faces, mismatched socks, flannel PJ’s, purple hair and gigantic pandas in their arms, than a normally attired class.

Conversely, I find students hindered by a teacher in her chenille robe and bunny slippers.

I’ve never been a fan of school uniforms, but I might have to change my mind. Our school administrators seem to have lost theirs.

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2 Comments for this entry

  • PS (PSanafter-thought)

    Well, I left the little town and drove to SW Wis, then to NE MN. Now home, tired.

    Regarding your blog post: is this based on specific experiences you had…like today???

  • Anonymous

    YES! I completely agree. I think we (parents, teachers, etc.) have been hoodwinked into thinking that we need to make our kids’ lives FUN, FUN, FUN all the time. We have fun days, fun foods, etc… Which of course makes it harder for kids to enjoy the simple pleasures of reading or quietly exploring the natural world. Or, for that matter, to enjoy a good meatloaf – one without a smiley face on it!
    This discussion reminds me of that book Me, All Alone, At the End of the World by M.T. Anderson. It’s a good antidote to the idea of FUN.
    Jenny @ Pewaukee