Friday, April 22, 2011

My Easter Poem.....

I wrote this to express what Easter means to me.... 

My Easter

He was sent to earth from Heaven above,
For a world full of sinners, a world without love.
He was born in a stable, a manger for his bed,
"King" he was called, but humble was the life He led.

He preached and He taught, performed miracles too,
But people still denied His word, saying it just wasn't true.
He sat with His disciples, "The Last Supper" it would be,
The truth of those words they would soon see.

"One of you will betray me."
Judas said "Surely not I?"
"Yes it is you,"
Jesus sadly replied.

At Gethsemane, he prayed "If possible please take this cup from me."
While His disciples fell fast asleep.
The burden was heavy, but He carried it still,
Knowing soon would be His death on a hill.

Although he was not guilty, the crowd still cried "Crucify."
They released Barabbas, and sentenced Him to die.
They stripped and mocked Him,, whipped him till He bled.
Suffering in agony, till His skin was in shreds 

Nails pierced His hands and feet, the crown of thorns upon His head,
They were unaware of the precious blood they shed.
He was placed between two thieves, one said "Remember me."
Jesus replied "I tell you the truth, today you will be in paradise with Me."

Although they laughed and insulted him through and through,
Jesus said "Father please forgive them, they know not what they do."
Darkness descended, the ninth hour had passed.
He said "Father into Your hands I commit My spirit," and breathed his last.

The mighty veil of the temple was rent.
His time on earth was now all spent.
Buried in a borrowed tomb, only three days He would stay.
Shock ran through them when they rolled the stone away.

He was not there, He arose from the dead.
He ascended into Heaven just as He said.
He died on a cross, for you and for me,
He gave his life to set us free.

Bunnies and eggs to some, is what Easter may be,
But I know the truth, it has a different meaning for me.
My sins are forgiven, not by anything that I have done,
To pay for my sins, God sent His Son.


Jennifer C

Saturday, April 16, 2011

Tenure......A Free License To Perform Badly?

As I look out my window I see rain pouring down and wind blowing.  Tornado watch in effect although we aren't expecting anything out of the ordinary.  I can't help but wonder if tomorrows soccer game will be cancelled because the fields will be flooded.  Guess we will just wait and see.  The poor bunnies in front of our house keep hopping around trying to find shelter from the rain.

Watching the Flyers and they just scored twice in like 2 minutes!!  Whooo Hooooo!  Sorry Off Topic...LOL

Okay, the main reason for writing today, concerns tenure.  I don't understand how after a certain amount of years on the job, you magically get the ability to become invincible.  Okay, so maybe it isn't as bad as all that, but I am trying to make a point.  

Before I get the comebacks of why they use tenure, save it.  I've read it.  I've tossed it around in my brain and although I understand it, I still find major fault with it.  Tell me another job where you can perform at low levels, without facing consequences.  In NJ right now with Chris Christie blowing in like a storm and making ballsy changes that some are upset with, the topic of education is a hot one. 

In my opinion you should be paid what you are worth.  If they are a good teacher that truly cares about the kids and wants the best for them, then they should have nothing to worry about.  If you are like one of my son's teachers and all you do is write notes on the board and tell the kids to study it, well then you may have a bit of a problem.    I am not saying it is easy to make learning fun and really "teaching," but that is what you are getting paid to do!  There should be no guarantee if you are not teaching at the level needed for our kids to prosper.  Maybe it's just me but when I was in the sixth grade, I knew the States and their Capitals and still do, for that matter and my parents would have been horrified if I asked them about East Virginia.  I was dumbstruck, he actually managed to get me speechless!  

I'm not going to even get into the "no children left behind" crap!!  Then again.....why not?  That may have had good intentions, but our children aren't learning the basics so they can be taught what a polygon is just to pass a standardized test.  When I ask my child about the Constitution and he says "what's that?" I know that we are in big trouble not just as students/parents but as a country!!

Back to tenure.....tell me another job that you can perform half-assed and still be left in one of the most important positions, of teaching our children.

I will leave you with this .....

“We want tenure to become something good teachers earn, that will protect good teachers from political firings or personal relationship firings,” Christie said at a press conference outside his office. “It will not protect bad teachers who stay in front of the classroom.”
More on Christie in my next post..........

Signing off..................

Thursday, April 07, 2011

How are you?

There are many times that I have been asked, "How are you?"  When checking out of Walmart, seeing an acquaintance, and sometimes even when talking to family and friends. 

Most of the time, I answer with  "hanging in there" or "doing okay."  I often wonder though if they truly want to hear the truth.  I honestly don't think so.  What I would love to say is "I am horrible!"  I hurt all the time.  I've had a distended stomach for so long now that I can't even remember the last time I fit into a pair of jeans.  Everywhere I go people think  I'm pregnant.  It's easier to just say yeah, I'm having a girl and the name is Brooke.  (which is what I would do if I actually was prego)  Anyway, every day I am in pain.  My back hurts from my stomach and I am honestly quite miserable.  My anxiety that I fight so hard against is rearing it's ugly head.  I have taken so many tests I feel like a pin cushion stuffed into something very small.  Only a couple months ago, I had a gallbladder attack that had apparently been going on for months and months.  Three days after my gallbladder got taken out I had a D & C because of other problems that I am not going to get into right now.  I am done.  I am done smiling and pretending that I am coping so well.  For tonight I am just going to feel a little sorry for myself and for one night, not pretend that everything is okay.

Signing Off........

OK I'm sick, where's McDreamy, or McSteamy or Karev, or hell even House.  They'd have me fixed in about an hour!

Friday, April 01, 2011

Unions.......Enough said!

While the bru ha ha is still taking place in WI, the views for and against unions have been bantered about from barber shops to courtrooms.  For my views, they aren't black and white.  There are just too many things that factor into my decisions.  I am a VP on the PTA and it gives me such joy being able to do things for the kids.  Unfortunately that puts me in awkward position.  I see how hard they work and how much they put into it.  My niece works as a guidance counselor (used to be a teacher) and I also know how how much she went through to become a teacher and how much she does for the kids.  She now wants to be a principal (go Niki!)  

Sorry for the change of topic, now where were we.....oh yes, Unions.  Around here that has been a very sensitive subject, especially in the area of education.   

My husband is in a Union.  He doesn't like it.  The dues are high and the "perks" certainly do not outweigh the disadvantages.  Now here comes my biggest issue with Unions.  They were useful years ago when working conditions were unacceptable, but now, times are different.  As the economy, culture and social surrounding change, unions become outdated and useless.

Who looks out for the private employee?  Who is looking out for their best interests?  That's right.... themselves.

What started out as something beneficial to the employee, they have grown into money hungry monsters.

Signing off........

"For the first time in my adult life, I am disappointed in my country." .....Me