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From the Frontlines of Education
Initial Thoughts on Synchronous Learning in High Schools
I know districts wants more direct live instruction, but I don’t know how effective the synchronous model will be when the state is incentivizing asynchronous learning.
More Than a Name and a Voice
Schools are often so overwhelmed by the sheer number of needy students that their concern becomes institutional
God’s Prescription for Anxiety and Fear
We are living in a time when fear, anxiety, depression and economic hardships are crushing down on so many people, and Christians are not immune to those troubles.
A Little Bit of the Griswolds in Us All
Amid the daily grind, many of us will find ourselves thinking about a future, a time or place that is a respite from our present struggles. In the modern terms, it is us going to “our happy place”.
Bricks, Mortar, and Wishful Thinking
Is teaching and learning behind masks going to be inherently better and more distraction-free than learning online? I would not bet money on that proposition.
Teacher Health Insurance: A Bitter Pill
I made my annual insurance benefit selections yesterday, and unlike every other year, I did not wait until the last day to do it. When presented with the same bad choices each year, why wait?
Shopping as a Traitor to the Carbs
I walk in the store and old friends like Aunt Jemima and her neighbor, Mrs. Butterworth, look at me as if I’m Judas. I hurry around the corner to escape the look of betrayal in their eyes.
Risking the Lives of the Unvalued
Having lived now for 60 years, I see things much more clearly than ever before. Some of the things I see more plainly are unsettling and even disturbing.
What Faith Looks Like in a Pandemic
I am not attempting to tell any believer how they should respond to the pandemic. Clearly, there are times we must stand our ground in faith, but in other times, wisdom might occasion a different response.
Carry On Like Normal
When the heater in a stifling building would not turn off, we were advised to “carry on like normal”. No power and streams of floodwaters running down dark halls? “Carry on like normal”.
Big Assumptions, Big Risks
There are many benefits to returning to in-person classes, but there are also great costs, most notably, the lives of our teachers, staff, and students.
Faith, Fear and Feeding the Wrong Wolf
If we read all the gloomy headlines and are greatly distressed, then as Christians we need to recognize that as a warning sign that we are running on our own power.
The tough teachers I remember tended to be generally disagreeable people. Some were cold and acerbic; others were more brash and volatile. Some had the persona of Army drill instructors.
Give Yourself Away
We stand at the forefront of a new school year, one that promises to be unlike any other. As teachers, we often feel we have too many hats to wear, and each year there are more hats.
One Teacher’s Journey
Frustrated by the results of my work, I talked to my mentor. He assured me I was a good teacher, and graciously neglected to add “for a first-year teacher.”
A Brunch of Thoughts
Like poor Cinderella who got to attend the ball in style before the clock struck midnight and it all went awry, we enjoy the little luxuries of cruising before returning to reality.
Dark Skies, Lighter Attitude
At the end of the long embarkation day, I’m struck with the thought that this vacation might have been a huge mistake. Fortunately, I’ve learned that my snap judgments are not very reliable.
Embarkation Day Blues (Part 2)
When the muster drills are outside in hot weather being at the back of is a very steamy and miserable experience. Even when the drill is conducted inside, it is not a pleasant experience.
Embarkation Day Blues (Part 1)
The time after lunch on embarkation day is one of the few aggravating parts of cruising. With our room not ready, we tried going out on deck, but It was miserably hot even in the shade.
The Things That Survive
The few times I drove past the bank in recent years, I was struck with a feeling of vague sadness. A once impressive building had become nothing more than a sad relic of a different era.
A Con in a Can
When I was a kid, the idea of a ham in a can (from an exotic, far away land like Denmark no less) was fascinating. The fact that my parents never bought one only added to its allure.