fear of failure
The Death Knell for Elementary and Middle Schools: Creating the New Standard for Education
I’m pretty sure it’s time to do away with all elementary and middle schools. We’ve seen enough. The students obviously know everything and since the grades don’t really matter and […]
You Can’t Build a Time Machine
I didn’t write my column last week. The days leading up to last Tuesday came and went, and I knew I needed to sit down and write up something, but […]
You can’t Shame Your Way to Success
If you’re anything like the many people who step on the scale every morning, after enjoying a night - or full day of - candy, soda, and carbs, you’re probably […]
Teach Like It’s The 21st Century
In the beginning there were desks. There was a chalkboard. There was a podium. There were students in rows, pencils at the ready, notebooks opened, and a sage on the […]
When the Sidewalk Never Ends
I don't remember how old I was when my mom brought home a copy of Shel Silverstein's Where the Sidewalk Ends, but I know it’s the first book of poems […]
The Art of Procrastination
Procrastination is an art form. There should be a plaque, or a People’s Choice award, or a Certificate of Achievement for the focus and commitment it takes to truly sit […]
Armchair Activist: How Many Clicks Does it Take?
You are an armchair activist armed with Facebook statuses and the click click click of the Like button. You are the world’s misleading expert on everything amassed from hours online. […]
Semantics in the Era of “Sup?”
“Semantics semantics you don’t know semantics. Semantics matter, Mom!” my 7-year-old sang to my wife while at the dinner table the other evening. While she sang and pointed, my wife […]
Your Pseudo-Struggles, and the Effect on Your Students
It’s Monday morning, and I’m wondering if the teachers with whom I work are standing outside their doors, and greeting each student as they meander into the classroom. Are they […]
Cat tails, car rides, and the fear of failure
When he opened the hood of the car, and reached his hand deep inside the front of the car, his face contorted, and we all knew something wasn’t quite right. […]