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Before the explanation part of this post, I need to say this so it will be in posts that are shortened by a reblog: More than anything I ask that you reblog this post so that kind millionaires more people will see it and more support can be given. All the Amazon wishlists and blogs are linked below the read more link!
As the new school year approaches, we are obviously in denial teachers are mentally figuring out what materials we need for the school year, what will be provided by the school or families, and what we will buy with our own money as we shop sales (if it is in our budget). Several members of our #education community on tumblr dealt with unexpected family deaths, weather disasters, or more happy (but expensive) life achievements like getting married or having a baby. Our pockets have been hit hard, and I think you’d be surprised how much of our own money we spend on classrooms each year.
Many of us teach in areas where our students’ families cannot help with school supplies. In fact, as I began working on this project, every teacher I contacted to include that came from a more affluent community declined being included so that classrooms in greater need could be helped. I am in awe of the teachers in this community. After the jump is a list of teachers and their classroom wish lists for the upcoming year. If you are able to, please consider supporting a teacher via their wishlist. If you’d rather make a donation to their supply fund or send a gift card, I’m sure you could contact them and they wouldn’t turn you down.
So after the jump are the blogs and corresponding wishlists from Tumblr’s teachers — most of the educators on this list I have personally interacted with and know them to be dedicated to their students.
“I never realised before entering the teaching profession that it is a full-time – and by full time, I mean an every-waking-hour – job. Even during sleep, I dream about school and staff and pupils. There is simply no escape.”—Secret Teacher: I can’t take the stress, but I don’t want to be a dropout statistic
Hi! I hope you don't mind me asking: how your South Beach Diet is going? I have found your updates to be very inspirational; I'm thinking of trying that diet as well.
It is still going well. I gained a few lbs once I switched to Phase 2, which is to be expected since a lot of what you lose in Phase 1 is water weight. I actually expected to gain back much more. But I have also stayed down in the inches I lost. Phase 2 is much more “doable,” but I find myself much more tempted since I’m not under the confines of Phase 1 if that makes sense.
Also, I think South Beach works best with regular exercise. I’ve been having some back and foot problems unrelated to the diet that have caused me to skip out on exercise more than I’d like — but have to to avoid an injury. I will feel better once I get back to jazzercise.
I go back to Florida in a little less than a week and the jazzercise places in my area don’t mesh with my work hours. Currently, I’m looking into local aerobic classes or gyms so that I can keep this up.
We have a new Rec/Community center that is halfway between where I work and live (and my commute is under 8 minutes) so I’m hopeful to do some classes after work with come co-workers who will help keep me accountable on the exercise thing. I also know a group of gals that do Zumba after work hours in a classroom once a week, so I may join in on that until the community center opens.
Thanks for the question. I haven’t been posting as much mostly because I don’t want to bore people, but am happy to answer questions!
Roughly half a million U.S. teachers either move or leave the profession each year—attrition that costs the United States up to $2.2 billion annually. This high turnover rate disproportionately affects high-poverty schools and seriously compromises the nation’s capacity to ensure that all students have access to skilled teaching, according to this Alliance report.
“And how hard is it to land even a minimum-wage job? This year, the Ivy League college admissions acceptance rate was 8.9%. Last year, when Walmart opened its first store in Washington, D.C., there were more than 23,000 applications for 600 jobs, which resulted in an acceptance rate of 2.6%, making the big box store about twice as selective as Harvard and five times as choosy as Cornell. Telling unemployed people to get off their couches (or out of the cars they live in or the shelters where they sleep) and get a job makes as much sense as telling them to go study at Harvard.”—"Why Don’t the Unemployed Get Off Their Couches?" and Eight Other Critical Questions for Americans (via seriouslyamerica)
I am working on my summer project for work that I assigned myself.
I am organizing our Science standards, putting the examples for meeting the standards under the standards (our standards are online and you have to go to new windows to see the examples are really annoying), then pulling from the Galileo and Zula curriculum to match up what activities go with what plus finding/organizing extension/supplemental activities (or just activities that might be better than what we have). All I can think of is, “I should have started this sooner!”
YOU CAN TELL A LOT ABOUT SOMEONE BY THE TYPE OF MUSIC THEY LISTEN TO. HIT SHUFFLE ON YOUR IPOD, PHONE, ITUNES, MEDIA PLAYER ETC AND WRITE DOWN THE FIRST 20 SONGS. THEN PASS THIS ON TO 10 PEOPLE. ONE RULE: NO SKIPPING
“An unaccompanied child migrant was the first person in line on opening day of the new immigration station at Ellis Island. Her name was Annie Moore, and that day, January 1, 1892, happened to be her 15th birthday. She had traveled with her two little brothers from Cork County, Ireland, and when they walked off the gangplank, she was awarded a certificate and a $10 gold coin for being the first to register. Today, a statue of Annie stands on the island, a testament to the courage of millions of children who passed through those same doors, often traveling without an older family member to help them along.”—Child Migrants Have Been Coming to America Alone Since Ellis Island | Mother Jones
You can pick your friends. You can pick your job. You can pick your religion. But you can’t really pick your neighbors.
Neighbors are a terrible thing from hell.
This is a really negative way to think. You shouldn’t think of your neighbors as enemies or as bad people. You should think of them as what they really are:
And when an animal gets out of hand you don’t call the police. You just outsmart them.
My neighbor Gary is a real piece of shit. His favorite thing to do on Saturday mornings is to open his garage door at 7am, play some weird country music, and spend 2 hours dragging all of his used garbage out onto his lawn for an impromptu yard sale. Old sweatshirts, crappy vinyl records that nobody wants, and toys his three dumb-looking kids got tired of playing with.
Sure, everyone has a yard sale now and again. But every Saturday? Not cool, Gary. He rarely seems to sell anything, anyway. I think he’s just bored. But it’s tremendously annoying. People drive slowly on our street and he talks loudly with them on his lawn. It’s really unbearable.
I’ve asked Gary on 4 separate occasions to limit his yard sales to once a month. I’ve even offered to help him set up a table and put out signs. He told me he would consider it, but he hasn’t stopped. Last Saturday he told me to “put a sock in it.”
Okay, Gary. I’ll put a sock in it.
On Tuesday I knocked on Gary’s door and told him I was sorry I had bothered him about the yard sales but in doing so I had noticed he was parking his car on the street instead of in his garage. I told Gary that I was buying a second car and I wanted a place to store it and asked if he would be willing to rent me his garage. I offered him $250 a month and I even offered to pay 6 months up front if he agreed to let me keep it for a year. He asked for $300 and we settled at $275.
I had never seen Gary happier. Not only had I “put a sock in it” but I was even now paying him to rent his garage. What a loser I am!
This morning at 7am Gary started collecting all of his house garbage on the lawn to sell to passerby. Another yard sale? Oh, joy!
Well, today, Gary had a very special customer: Me.
I asked Gary how much money he thought he would get if he sold all of the things he had out. He told me everything was worth about $75.
I offered him $100 for everything. It’s Gary’s lucky day! He gladly accepted my offer and asked me if I wanted help getting everything into my house.
What a kind offer. He helped me put everything in paper bags and then asked me if I needed help carrying them. It was like 20 bags! I politely declined and pulled his garage door clicker out of my pocket. I opened his garage door and, bag by bag, put all the things that used to clutter his garage back into his garage.
"Where are you going to put your car?" asked Gary.
"Oh, I decided not to get another car," I said. "I’m just going to use this place to store all the crap I don’t want. Have a nice day, Gary."
I closed the garage door and walked back to my house.
Right now, Gary is probably still on his lawn, without anything to sell, and a garage full of trash. He won’t be alone for long though. I’m doing laundry now, so later today I’m going to go back over to my rented garage and “put a sock in it.”
“I can’t breathe! I can’t breathe!” Eric Garner, 43, repeatedly screamed after at least five NYPD officers took him down in front of a Tompkinsville beauty supply store when he balked at being handcuffed.
Within moments Garner, a married father of six children with two grandchildren, stopped struggling and appeared to be unconscious as police called paramedics to the scene. An angry crowd gathered, some recording with smartphones.
“When I kissed my husband this morning, I never thought it would be for the last time,” Garner’s wife, Esaw, told the Daily News.
She got no details from police until after she had gone to the hospital to identify his body, she said.
This war will only end when Hamas either stops shooting rockets into Israel, or runs out of rockets, whichever comes first. Also, if Hamas doesn’t want a hospital to be bombed, then stop shooting rockets from the hospital!
This is a very common response directed towards people who criticize Israel’s use of force in the Occupied Territories. I think it is unpersuasive, for the following reasons.
The logic being employed here looks a lot like victim-blaming. The IDF, to its credit, in what seems to be an acknowledgment that not every single person living in Palestine is a terrorist, called the Director of the Hospital and told him to evacuate the building. But this probably means that militant Hamas members who may have been occupying the building would also have evacuated it as well. Will this deny them a base of operations? Perhaps. But only temporarily. Hamas is waging something akin to a guerrilla war against Israel. History suggests that the militant wing of Hamas will find other places to go, and the rockets will not in fact stop. So in the end, all that was likely achieved by the hospital strike was that a vital civilian resource—a hospital—was destroyed.
Hamas may not care if a hospital gets bombed, but the patients who rely on that hospital probably do. Not every Palestinian living in Gaza supports Hamas, but the Israeli military often behaves as if this were true. Some claim that Hamas forces civilians to act as human shields. But if that’s true, then those civilians are unwilling participants in the violence. They are therefore still “innocent,” and however despicable this tactic may be on the part of Hamas, it is equally despicable to carry out military strikes in disregard for these peoples’ lives. This idea that the residents of Gaza are all expendable in the fight against Hamas is morally objectionable. To risk an analogy, few people would agree that it’s ok to shoot through a hostage to kill their captor. But that is precisely what the Israeli military does every time it bombs civilian infrastructure in Gaza, and then justifies civilian deaths by claiming that Hamas is forcing civilians to be “human shields.”
As I’ve said many times on this blog, the reason why Hamas has the degree of political influence they have is because the Israeli government actively empowers them through its policies in the Occupied Territories. Gaza and the West Bank are open-air prisons. Freedom of movement, commerce, and expression is restricted in numerous ways by the Israeli Government in a manner which most reasonable people would view as intolerable. To take one example: A former U.S. diplomat once noted in a leaked cable that the policy of the Israeli Government is to “keep the Gazan economy on the brink of collapse without quite pushing it over the edge,” and to keep the Palestinian economy "functioning at the lowest level possible consistent with avoiding a humanitarian crisis." Dov Weisglass, a former senior Israeli official, put it this way: “The idea is to put the Palestinians on a diet, but not to make them die of hunger.” It should come as no surprise that at least a portion of the Palestinians living in the Occupied Territories have become so frustrated and angry by the mistreatment they receive at the hands of the Israeli government that they take up arms to violently resist. Which brings me to my next point…
What is it that keeps the rockets coming? Ostensibly, there are two primary reasons: the first is that some members of Hamas views Israel as an illegitimate state and will never accept its right to exist under any circumstances. There is little, if anything that Israel can do to change this. However, another reason why these rockets keep coming is that it remains one of the few accessible ways that residents of the Occupied Territories have to fight back against an occupying force—one they view as the source of their oppression. When that oppression ends, support for Hamas will dry up considerably. And—I humbly submit—the number of rockets being fired into Israel will also shrink considerably.
Whether the Israeli government likes it or not, this is a guerrilla war. The Israeli government has blown up hospitals before. It has blown up schools before. It has blown up homes before. Yet the rockets always keep coming. They keep coming in part because the IDF can’t be everywhere all the time. But mostly they keep coming because residents of the Occupied Territories find a new reason to legitimate Hamas’s violence every time another Palestinian house, business, or family gets blown to pieces by an Israeli bomb.
With all this being said, the greatest impetus for rocket fire into Israel, in my opinion, is the Israeli government’s ongoing military occupation of Gaza and the West Bank. The Israeli government’s policies toward the residents of these areas generate resentment, anger, and hatred in those affected by them. As a result, a portion of the Palestinian population is invariably radicalized by the trauma of enduring the Israeli government’s policies, and they come to view violent resistance as reasonable. This violent resistance is in turn empowered by foreign sponsors who sympathize with the plight of the Palestinian people (e.g. Iran, Hezbollah).
That’s why the rockets won’t stop coming until Israel ends the Occupation. Militants will always find ways to commit violence against Israel. The only true way to stop these attacks is to remove the impetus for them. That impetus is, for the most part, the Occupation. The Occupation is the lifeblood of Palestinian resentment towards Israel. It is the Occupation that radicalizes the Palestinian population. It is the Occupation that empowers militants through the sympathy of foreign sponsors. And it is the Occupation that continues to put the lives of Israelis in danger every day.
One final note: it bears mention that I’m not suggesting that ending the Occupation will mean Israel never suffers another terrorist attack. What I am suggesting is that Israel’s policies in the Occupied Territories are a large motivator for those attacks, and changing those policies would reduce the number of rocket attacks considerably. It would also deprive Hamas of political legitimacy, because ending the Occupation robs Hamas of most of their talking points. This would deprive Hamas of political power, which would reduce their ability to finance their militant wing. That means less rocket attacks, and a safer Israel.
Admittedly, I understand this conflict only at the very basic level. So, I decided to dig up Larry’s list of resources to help myself read up on it. Thought some tumblr friends might appreciate the link as well.
Towards the whole "pronouns hurt people's feelings" topic. Am I REALLY the only person on the planet that thinks people are becoming far to sensative? Nearly to the point that they shouldn't leave their little home bubbles in the case that a bird chirps next to them in a way that sounds like a mean word. Maybe, JUST MAYBE, we're becoming a little TOO coddling and people need to learn to deal with simplistic shit like words. And yes, I've been insulted and made fun of. I got over it. So can you.
Supposedly invented by the Chinese, there is an ancient form of torture that is nothing more than cold, tiny drops falling upon a person’s forehead.
On its own, a single drop is nothing. It falls upon the brow making a tiny splash. It doesn’t hurt. No real harm comes from it.
In multitudes, the drops are still fairly harmless. Other than a damp forehead, there really is no cause for concern.
The key to the torture is being restrained. You cannot move. You must feel each drop. You have lost all control over stopping these drops of water from splashing on your forehead.
It still doesn’t seem like that big of a deal. But person after person, time and time again—would completely unravel psychologically. They all had a breaking point where each drop turned into a horror. Building and building until all sense of sanity was completely lost.
"It was just a joke, quite being so sensitive."
"They used the wrong pronoun, big deal."
"So your parents don’t understand, it could be worse."
Day after day. Drop after drop. It builds up. A single instance on its own is no big deal. A few drops, not a problem. But when you are restrained, when you cannot escape the drops, when it is unending—these drops can be agony.
People aren’t sensitive because they can’t take a joke. Because they can’t take being misgendered one time. Because they lack a thick skin.
People are sensitive because the drops are unending and they have no escape from them.
You are only seeing the tiny, harmless, single drop hitting these so-called “sensitive” people. You are failing to see the thousands of drops endured before that. You are failing to see the restraints that make them inescapable.