“Ms. Charles won’t let people fail.” As a teacher, I had a virtually unheard of pass rate and my sophomores were also doing research and reading primary source material daily, and they also wrote daily. I worked at a comprehensive, large, integrated public school. About two thirds of my students are ELL and a little
I remember the first rally I was involved in planning quite clearly, though I never talked about it until now. The reason I never talked about it is because I don’t really consider it a big deal and I don’t really think of it as mine. This was a community victory, that I was proud
There has been a lot of confusion about this issue, so I am going to be using my personal experience to illustrate my point. The following is the list of reasons why school was difficult for me, my family and my friends. 1) When you don’t have enough to eat it is hard to learn.
I have a long standing affinity for and good relationships with smart alleck-ey male students. If you know me, you know why I have that affinity. Mostly it’s because I was/am far worse than any of them could hope to be. I had a lot of really brilliant male friends growing up. Few of them
I’m one of the few and the proud from my neighborhood to accomplish the feat of “getting out.”* If you are poor and went to Stanford, I don’t need to explain what that means, but it has a particular meaning. Getting out means leaving the neighborhood and escaping poverty. It means that you assimilate into