The daily meanderings of a teacher

Bird Droppings May 10, 2022I am pondering and researching education while remembering a waterfall. It has been eleven years since I stayed at the Sylvan Mills Bed and Breakfast in a room literally over a waterfall. I went up to North Georgia to recharge; perhaps another word might be to rekindle my passion for education…

Bird Droppings May 8, 2022Life and acceptance are often getting over fears. As I stepped outside into a beautiful morning, we were hoping for a bit of sunshine, but rain is in the forecast and the humidity is hanging in the air. The grass was like walking on a sponge soggy and wet but then…

Bird Droppings May 6, 2022Pondering early in the morning in my search for wisdom I started my day as I routinely a cup of green tea on my back porch, check bird feeders, fix breakfast, and today run to the corner and fill my wife’s car with fuel. I walked out checked the outside ambient…

Bird Droppings May 5, 2022We should many times question our questions? Yesterday I was sitting in my computer area after a week or two of articles and innuendos about who and why Georgia students in high school and middle schools across the state do so poorly on certain mandatory tests. These are Georgia’s version of…

Bird Droppings May 4, 2022Occasionally we need to learn again about the Rock and the Smoke High school students always ask questions about religion. As we get into evolution, especially in biology. Occasionally I get someone who wants to prove a point. A young lady brought in her father’s sermon on creation and how the…

Bird Droppings May 3, 2022My friend Trooper, pondering, remembering, and digesting the stories Forty-nine years ago, I was a student at Mercer University in Macon Georgia; I had moved south only a few months before from Pennsylvania. Macon was new to me and I will admit I was a bit naive at the time. In…

Bird Droppings April 29 & 30, 2022Should we sharpen the machete or bring a shovel? I have been reflecting over the concept of critical pedagogy and in that reflection, I recall an incident nearly forty years ago that calls to mind my own interpretation and understanding of what we as teachers are all about. I…

Bird Droppings April 28, 2022A rock flower and song A journey begins with a step, and apathy begins with turning your back and saying I don’t care. Before we left school for the virus last year, I had my last IEP. I recall my laptop was acting weirder than usual, and all of my school…

Bird Droppings April 27, 2022Driving up a mountain takes considerable effort. I am looking forward to another trip to Black Rock Mountain in North Georgia, the site of the Foxfire Museum property. In the past, the site was used as a focus of Piedmont College’s teacher’s class in The Foxfire Approach to teaching. My oldest…

Bird Droppings April 26, 2022Unwoke folks used Pronouns first One of those days yesterday, and a word caught my attention as I was listening to a friend talk. The word was them. I never realized the extent of prejudice till a pronoun was used. Such words as they, them, or those people never were a…