I didn't pay much attention in my civics class in high school. But that was 32 years ago and I have read a bit more since then.
I scored a 32 out of 33 on this quiz - 96.97% I missed question number 31. I blame that on sleeping through Freshman Economics in College. The prof told us on the first day that Freshman Economics boiled down to "There is no such thing as a free lunch." I believed him and started napping. Hey I still got a B.
The average results on this test are pretty bleak - Their average score for November is 77.3. In a test case of 2508 people the average score was a 49%. Lets hear it for our education system!
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Thursday, March 22, 2007
Bomb Threats Day 3
I guess all the schools in town wanted to get in on the bomb threat game. Today it was Monroe Middle School that had to evacuate. I'm starting to think that stupidity is contagious around here.
The Ridgecrest Police announced that they have arrested a suspect in the tuesday threat at Burroughs High School and since they apparently have a confession also I guess the kid really isn't a suspect anymore. The local authorities have not decided exactly what the 17 year old will be charged with but they think the charges will be substantial.
Hopefully this insanity will settle down now that both public middle schools and the high school have had their turn. I really hope the trend doesn't extend to the private schools in town.
The Ridgecrest Police announced that they have arrested a suspect in the tuesday threat at Burroughs High School and since they apparently have a confession also I guess the kid really isn't a suspect anymore. The local authorities have not decided exactly what the 17 year old will be charged with but they think the charges will be substantial.
Hopefully this insanity will settle down now that both public middle schools and the high school have had their turn. I really hope the trend doesn't extend to the private schools in town.
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
Bomb Threats Day 2
The kopy kats are crawling out of the woodwork today. After yesterday's bomb threat at Burroughs High School there was a bomb threat this morning at Murray Middle School. The School district decided to send all those students home for the day also. This created a huge backup of traffic at the base front gates. The wait to try and get back into the base after lunch was over 30 minutes.
When I arrived at work I found out that there was another threat at BHS. This time they are not sending the kids home. They evacuated them to the football field and they will wait there until the all clear to return to class is given.
I hope that they catch the moron who is doing this and come down on them like a ton of bricks. Especially the kid who made the bomb threat at Murray Middle School which is located on a United States Navy Base. Apparently some kid's parents haven't done a very good job of teaching their children about cause and effect and responsibility for your actions. So they may have to learn it the hard way. Meanwhile their classmates and the citizens of our small town all pay the price for their stupidity.
When I arrived at work I found out that there was another threat at BHS. This time they are not sending the kids home. They evacuated them to the football field and they will wait there until the all clear to return to class is given.
I hope that they catch the moron who is doing this and come down on them like a ton of bricks. Especially the kid who made the bomb threat at Murray Middle School which is located on a United States Navy Base. Apparently some kid's parents haven't done a very good job of teaching their children about cause and effect and responsibility for your actions. So they may have to learn it the hard way. Meanwhile their classmates and the citizens of our small town all pay the price for their stupidity.
Bomb Threat
There was a bomb threat at Burroughs High School yesterday afternoon. My daughter was sent home with around 1700 of her classmates around 11 AM yesterday.
Boy things sure have changed since I was in high school. We only had one bomb threat during the three years I went to high school. They evacuated the school to a practice football field across the street where we all hung out while the building was searched. They did not release us until the school day ended three hours later. BHS was at least smart enough to send these kids home.
Which brings us to a communication problem that we discovered in our home. My daughter has a cell phone. Stuff like this was exactly why we let her have one. However she is apparently not willing to talk on it. She will make calls, but won't talk. She apparently learned this from her mother. But she is not the only one with a problem, She won't talk on the phone and I won't answer one.
I was home for lunch yesterday. I have a habit of not answering the phone while I am home for lunch. I don't have a lot of time and I usually use it to just de-stress for a few minutes. In the past when I answered the phone I would spend my entire lunch hour telling telemarketers that I'm not interested in buying thier crap. So I let the machine pick up the phone while I'm home during lunch.
Yesterday while trying to enjoy a quiet few minutes the phone just rang off the wall. I had 5 calls in about 20 minutes. All five of them hung up as soon as the machine picked up. So I assumed that they were not important calls. As it turns out, two of them were my daughter and three were my wife who was in a panic because she had learned from someone at work that the school was being shut down and she wasn't able to get a hold of our daughter and didn't know where she was.
My daughter in the mean time had called the house, my office, my dear wife's office, our house again and finally gave up and called her grandmother to come pick her up.
I have since explained that if she had simply started talking when the machine picked up her first call I would have picked up the phone, we could have talked and I would have come picked her up.
In the end, everything turned out well thanks to Grandma. My dear wife spent the afternoon in a panic and having a meltdown worrying about her baby. I got a pretty good laugh out of the whole thing. Not that I think that bomb threats are funny. I just found our families inability to communicate in spite of two cell phones, and three POTS lines between our home and work locations rather amusing.
I am worried about my dear wife though. Since she missed one important call yesterday while she was in the bathroom I'm afraid she might not go to the bathroom at all today. Either that, or she will end up injuring someone when they trip over the wire in the hallway when she drags her phone in there with her.
Boy things sure have changed since I was in high school. We only had one bomb threat during the three years I went to high school. They evacuated the school to a practice football field across the street where we all hung out while the building was searched. They did not release us until the school day ended three hours later. BHS was at least smart enough to send these kids home.
Which brings us to a communication problem that we discovered in our home. My daughter has a cell phone. Stuff like this was exactly why we let her have one. However she is apparently not willing to talk on it. She will make calls, but won't talk. She apparently learned this from her mother. But she is not the only one with a problem, She won't talk on the phone and I won't answer one.
I was home for lunch yesterday. I have a habit of not answering the phone while I am home for lunch. I don't have a lot of time and I usually use it to just de-stress for a few minutes. In the past when I answered the phone I would spend my entire lunch hour telling telemarketers that I'm not interested in buying thier crap. So I let the machine pick up the phone while I'm home during lunch.
Yesterday while trying to enjoy a quiet few minutes the phone just rang off the wall. I had 5 calls in about 20 minutes. All five of them hung up as soon as the machine picked up. So I assumed that they were not important calls. As it turns out, two of them were my daughter and three were my wife who was in a panic because she had learned from someone at work that the school was being shut down and she wasn't able to get a hold of our daughter and didn't know where she was.
My daughter in the mean time had called the house, my office, my dear wife's office, our house again and finally gave up and called her grandmother to come pick her up.
I have since explained that if she had simply started talking when the machine picked up her first call I would have picked up the phone, we could have talked and I would have come picked her up.
In the end, everything turned out well thanks to Grandma. My dear wife spent the afternoon in a panic and having a meltdown worrying about her baby. I got a pretty good laugh out of the whole thing. Not that I think that bomb threats are funny. I just found our families inability to communicate in spite of two cell phones, and three POTS lines between our home and work locations rather amusing.
I am worried about my dear wife though. Since she missed one important call yesterday while she was in the bathroom I'm afraid she might not go to the bathroom at all today. Either that, or she will end up injuring someone when they trip over the wire in the hallway when she drags her phone in there with her.
Friday, January 26, 2007
First Volleyball Lessons
I tried something new last night.
The Parks and Recreation Department here in Ridgecrest holds a youth volleyball league for kids 10 and older that runs from March to May. From my experience the last couple years not a lot of the 10 year olds from Saint Ann School sign up for this league. So I decided to see if I could get more kids at school interested in joining a league buy holding a beginners volleyball camp last night. I invited all the 4th and 5th grade girls that were interested in learning to play volleyball to come out for the camp.
My goal for the camp was to give them a taste of what it is like to be on a volleyball team, teach them some basic skills and get them some exposure to the game. I planned on concentrating on teaching them how to pass, how to underhand serve and an introduction to the rules of the game.
I had 10 girls show up for the camp. One of my best eighth grade players showed up to help me out. I put her to work running the girls through a couple warm up laps, some agility drills and stretching. Then I showed them the ready position, and the proper hand position and stance to pass a volleyball. I worked my way down the line of girls a couple times tossing them the ball and correcting their passing style. Then I divided them into two lines and had them toss and pass the ball back and forth while my 8th grade assistant coach and I worked our way around correcting arm positions, hand positions, feet, knees, elbows, etc. Just about any mistake you could imagine the were making. I let this drill go on as long as I could, occasionally switching which side was tossing and which side passed, After a couple minutes I would spread the two lines apart a bit farther. Slowly working them apart from about 4 feet back to around 15 feet. I would have liked to spend a lot more time with just this basic drill, but after about 20 minutes the girls started getting bored and when they get bored they get goofy and sloppy.
So I moved them to either side of the net and let them toss and pass back and forth over the net for a few minutes. Then I let them try passing back and forth over the net for a while. When they tired of that I showed them a normal passing drill. One line of players in the back middle of the court and a short target line in the middle front. I toss a ball to the first girl in line, she passes to the target who catches the ball, drops it in my basket and goes to the end of the passing line. The passer goes to the end of the target line. It was a little slow going at first. But as they got into the rythem of the drill we managed to keep it moving at a pretty good clip. I didn't run these girls as hard as I usually do my regular team. Normally I push the older girls quite hard with this drill. They get two times through the drill with me tossing the ball to them. After that they whole rest of the court is fair game. I tossed most of the balls to these beginners. But after they watched my 8th grader run though a couple series where my tosses forced her to cover about 80 percent of the court they wanted to try also. So I let them. The passes were awful, but what the heck, they're just learning. I love the fact that they wanted to try the more challenging drill.
I gave them a break and let them rest while I went over the rules of the game, referee's signals and general terminology. Then it was on to serving.
I showed them the proper footwork and arm swing for an underhand serve. We worked on it for a while without a ball, just trying to establish some rhythm. This shodow serving with a line of girls stepping a swinging in rhythm always reminds me of an old Temptations dance move. But I've learned not to mention that to the girls. I really don't like seeing the confusion on their faces when the say "Who?" But then they get even more confused when I say "No. Not the Who, the Temptations." I just don't know what parents are teaching their kids these days. But for sure its not good music.
After some shadow serving I lined them up and let them serve a couple with me watching. Once they had all gotten at least one ball over the net from midcourt, I lined them up on each side of the net at midcourt and let them serve back and forth a while. Then I would move them back a step or two and keep serving. I only had one or two who managed to serve the full length of the court. But they did pretty good for first timers.
Once they started getting bored with the serving. I lined them up and taught them how to hit downballs. Most of them had a hard time with this. They just aren't big enough to hit a ball with an overhead swing yet and get it to travel very far. They weren't too interested in doing this until I explained that this was the first step to becoming spikers they were suddenly much more interested.
After a few times through the downball hitting lines. I arranged them on the court for a starter game. We didn't keep score, each girl gets to serve 3 times then its a sideout. We got through that drill with just enough time left to run them through a couple suicides before time to go home. As they walked out, most of them looked tired.
I felt pretty guilty an hour later when I took my oldest daughter to her club practice and the youth league basketball practices were just ending. Two of the 5th graders who ahd been at my camp were running in their basketball practice. I guess they got a great workout that evening.
I'm going to have another of these camps in two weeks. I hope they all show up for it also. I had several parents thank me for doing that camp. I didn't tell them that I have some selfish motives for doing this. If I can get the 4th and 5th grade girls interested enough to play in the city league and take the summer camp that the city offers for two years, by the time they are in 6th grade I won't be dealing with a team full of beginners. I would like to be able to make my 6th grade teams competitive with the public middle school's seventh grade teams. Since the public schools don't play their 6th graders and I do, it will just make my 7th and 8th grade teams that much tougher to beat.
The camp was fun. There were several girls who will need a lot of work, but there were also several who were catching on very quickly. I don't know if any of them will eventually be great volleyball players or not, but I tend to look at every young girl and see the next Logan Tom. Maybe one day I'll find one. I would love to some day sit and watch some young lady winning a national championship or an Olympic medal and I nudge the guy next to me and say, "I knew her when she still thought that catch and throw was a legal volleyball move." Until then I have a whole new crop of young ladies to teach about passing, serving, hitting, sportsmanship and teamwork. I can hardly wait.
The Parks and Recreation Department here in Ridgecrest holds a youth volleyball league for kids 10 and older that runs from March to May. From my experience the last couple years not a lot of the 10 year olds from Saint Ann School sign up for this league. So I decided to see if I could get more kids at school interested in joining a league buy holding a beginners volleyball camp last night. I invited all the 4th and 5th grade girls that were interested in learning to play volleyball to come out for the camp.
My goal for the camp was to give them a taste of what it is like to be on a volleyball team, teach them some basic skills and get them some exposure to the game. I planned on concentrating on teaching them how to pass, how to underhand serve and an introduction to the rules of the game.
I had 10 girls show up for the camp. One of my best eighth grade players showed up to help me out. I put her to work running the girls through a couple warm up laps, some agility drills and stretching. Then I showed them the ready position, and the proper hand position and stance to pass a volleyball. I worked my way down the line of girls a couple times tossing them the ball and correcting their passing style. Then I divided them into two lines and had them toss and pass the ball back and forth while my 8th grade assistant coach and I worked our way around correcting arm positions, hand positions, feet, knees, elbows, etc. Just about any mistake you could imagine the were making. I let this drill go on as long as I could, occasionally switching which side was tossing and which side passed, After a couple minutes I would spread the two lines apart a bit farther. Slowly working them apart from about 4 feet back to around 15 feet. I would have liked to spend a lot more time with just this basic drill, but after about 20 minutes the girls started getting bored and when they get bored they get goofy and sloppy.
So I moved them to either side of the net and let them toss and pass back and forth over the net for a few minutes. Then I let them try passing back and forth over the net for a while. When they tired of that I showed them a normal passing drill. One line of players in the back middle of the court and a short target line in the middle front. I toss a ball to the first girl in line, she passes to the target who catches the ball, drops it in my basket and goes to the end of the passing line. The passer goes to the end of the target line. It was a little slow going at first. But as they got into the rythem of the drill we managed to keep it moving at a pretty good clip. I didn't run these girls as hard as I usually do my regular team. Normally I push the older girls quite hard with this drill. They get two times through the drill with me tossing the ball to them. After that they whole rest of the court is fair game. I tossed most of the balls to these beginners. But after they watched my 8th grader run though a couple series where my tosses forced her to cover about 80 percent of the court they wanted to try also. So I let them. The passes were awful, but what the heck, they're just learning. I love the fact that they wanted to try the more challenging drill.
I gave them a break and let them rest while I went over the rules of the game, referee's signals and general terminology. Then it was on to serving.
I showed them the proper footwork and arm swing for an underhand serve. We worked on it for a while without a ball, just trying to establish some rhythm. This shodow serving with a line of girls stepping a swinging in rhythm always reminds me of an old Temptations dance move. But I've learned not to mention that to the girls. I really don't like seeing the confusion on their faces when the say "Who?" But then they get even more confused when I say "No. Not the Who, the Temptations." I just don't know what parents are teaching their kids these days. But for sure its not good music.
After some shadow serving I lined them up and let them serve a couple with me watching. Once they had all gotten at least one ball over the net from midcourt, I lined them up on each side of the net at midcourt and let them serve back and forth a while. Then I would move them back a step or two and keep serving. I only had one or two who managed to serve the full length of the court. But they did pretty good for first timers.
Once they started getting bored with the serving. I lined them up and taught them how to hit downballs. Most of them had a hard time with this. They just aren't big enough to hit a ball with an overhead swing yet and get it to travel very far. They weren't too interested in doing this until I explained that this was the first step to becoming spikers they were suddenly much more interested.
After a few times through the downball hitting lines. I arranged them on the court for a starter game. We didn't keep score, each girl gets to serve 3 times then its a sideout. We got through that drill with just enough time left to run them through a couple suicides before time to go home. As they walked out, most of them looked tired.
I felt pretty guilty an hour later when I took my oldest daughter to her club practice and the youth league basketball practices were just ending. Two of the 5th graders who ahd been at my camp were running in their basketball practice. I guess they got a great workout that evening.
I'm going to have another of these camps in two weeks. I hope they all show up for it also. I had several parents thank me for doing that camp. I didn't tell them that I have some selfish motives for doing this. If I can get the 4th and 5th grade girls interested enough to play in the city league and take the summer camp that the city offers for two years, by the time they are in 6th grade I won't be dealing with a team full of beginners. I would like to be able to make my 6th grade teams competitive with the public middle school's seventh grade teams. Since the public schools don't play their 6th graders and I do, it will just make my 7th and 8th grade teams that much tougher to beat.
The camp was fun. There were several girls who will need a lot of work, but there were also several who were catching on very quickly. I don't know if any of them will eventually be great volleyball players or not, but I tend to look at every young girl and see the next Logan Tom. Maybe one day I'll find one. I would love to some day sit and watch some young lady winning a national championship or an Olympic medal and I nudge the guy next to me and say, "I knew her when she still thought that catch and throw was a legal volleyball move." Until then I have a whole new crop of young ladies to teach about passing, serving, hitting, sportsmanship and teamwork. I can hardly wait.
Wednesday, January 17, 2007
SSUSD New Food Policy
The Sierra Sands Unified School District has a new food policy that they are implementing. Food items with a high fat and sugar content will not be provided to students.
When I first saw this article in the Daily Independent I scanned it thinking that this was just one more attempt by the school district to try and force us parents to raise our kids the way they want them raised. But I was surprised to find out that high fat and sugar content foods are not being banned from the campuses. They just will not be available from the school. If I want to send my daughter to school with a lunch of Snickers bars with Cheese Whiz and soda I can still do that. She just won’t be able to buy that stuff from the school cafeteria.
I have to applaud this decision. Back in the dark ages, about 13 years ago I went to 6th grade with my niece for bring a parent to school day. Her Mom and Dad had unavoidable commitments that day so I filled in. I had a blast that day, right up to the point where we went to lunch. We filed into the cafeteria, grabbed out tray with our food on it and sat down to eat. Lunch that day was nachos. Lunch was a handful of corn chips with some half congealed artificial cheese-like substance dumped on top of it, a small bag with a couple dry hard cookies in it and a cup of juice.
Now I am not a picky eater. I will eat almost anything and if it doesn’t kill me I’ll try seconds. I love nachos, I love cookies and I like to have a small glass of juice with my bowl of cereal in the morning. But this lunch was awful. I could feel my arteries harden as I ate it. The feeling of my blood thickening at the same time that my heart rate was jacked up due to a raging sugar high was very distressing.
After lunch we went back to the class room where the teacher was smart enough not to expect the kids to be sitting in their seats. She had lessons planned that allowed the kids to get up and move from table to table around the room. I don’t know if this was planned or just a survival measure because every kid in that room was bouncing off the walls.
So after that experience I’m all for the schools supplying a healthier lunch option. If the kids want sugar and fat they can bring it from home. They just won’t be able to buy it at school.
This policy will not affect snacks that are sold at athletic events and fund raisers as most of them take place before or after school hours. The district is working on trying to get parents to support the new policy for class parties. I hope they don’t get too carried away trying to enforce this new policy for parties. Parties are supposed to be parties. I just can’t see a bunch of kids having a birthday party with celery sticks instead of cupcakes.
When I first saw this article in the Daily Independent I scanned it thinking that this was just one more attempt by the school district to try and force us parents to raise our kids the way they want them raised. But I was surprised to find out that high fat and sugar content foods are not being banned from the campuses. They just will not be available from the school. If I want to send my daughter to school with a lunch of Snickers bars with Cheese Whiz and soda I can still do that. She just won’t be able to buy that stuff from the school cafeteria.
I have to applaud this decision. Back in the dark ages, about 13 years ago I went to 6th grade with my niece for bring a parent to school day. Her Mom and Dad had unavoidable commitments that day so I filled in. I had a blast that day, right up to the point where we went to lunch. We filed into the cafeteria, grabbed out tray with our food on it and sat down to eat. Lunch that day was nachos. Lunch was a handful of corn chips with some half congealed artificial cheese-like substance dumped on top of it, a small bag with a couple dry hard cookies in it and a cup of juice.
Now I am not a picky eater. I will eat almost anything and if it doesn’t kill me I’ll try seconds. I love nachos, I love cookies and I like to have a small glass of juice with my bowl of cereal in the morning. But this lunch was awful. I could feel my arteries harden as I ate it. The feeling of my blood thickening at the same time that my heart rate was jacked up due to a raging sugar high was very distressing.
After lunch we went back to the class room where the teacher was smart enough not to expect the kids to be sitting in their seats. She had lessons planned that allowed the kids to get up and move from table to table around the room. I don’t know if this was planned or just a survival measure because every kid in that room was bouncing off the walls.
So after that experience I’m all for the schools supplying a healthier lunch option. If the kids want sugar and fat they can bring it from home. They just won’t be able to buy it at school.
This policy will not affect snacks that are sold at athletic events and fund raisers as most of them take place before or after school hours. The district is working on trying to get parents to support the new policy for class parties. I hope they don’t get too carried away trying to enforce this new policy for parties. Parties are supposed to be parties. I just can’t see a bunch of kids having a birthday party with celery sticks instead of cupcakes.
Monday, December 18, 2006
SAC/PTG Christmas Party
Tonight we hosted a Christmas Party in our house for the members of the School Advisory Council and the PTG officers. When I took over as President of the School Advisory Council 5 years ago I started having the other members of the council over for a Christmas party and a kick off BBQ at the beginning of each school year. I just always find it easier to work with people or get through difficult times when we have gotten to know one another in an informal get together.
The party was pretty simple. Sandwiches and Christmas treats and desserts was our dinner fare. We spent a couple hours just visiting and talking about our lives, families and the school.
Our Christmas party has never gotten full attendance by all seven members of the council and the five PTG officers. Counting spouses and children we usually managed to get about twelve people to show up. It makes for a small intimate party. I would like to get everyone involved. But finding a day at this time of the year when everyone is available for a couple hours in the evening is difficult. I even had to miss the end of the party when I had to leave to pick my daughter up from her volleyball practice. When we got home, everyone else had left.
The party was pretty simple. Sandwiches and Christmas treats and desserts was our dinner fare. We spent a couple hours just visiting and talking about our lives, families and the school.
Our Christmas party has never gotten full attendance by all seven members of the council and the five PTG officers. Counting spouses and children we usually managed to get about twelve people to show up. It makes for a small intimate party. I would like to get everyone involved. But finding a day at this time of the year when everyone is available for a couple hours in the evening is difficult. I even had to miss the end of the party when I had to leave to pick my daughter up from her volleyball practice. When we got home, everyone else had left.
Sunday, August 06, 2006
Image?
The sunday edition of the Daily Independent Sports Section ran an article about the re-emergence of the football program at Immanuel Christian School. I think this is a wonderful thing. Immanuel is the only real alternative to the single public high school here in Ridgecrest. They have not had a football program for a few years so it's nice to see them getting one going again.
What I have to question is the picture they ran with the article:
This picture shows the Immanuel Athletic director and their new head coach who is also an alumnus of Immanuel High school's football program. Granted this guy is a football coach, but is an "MGD - Guys Night Out" beer tee shirt really the best thing the new coach could find to wear for a newspaper picture that is going to introduce him to the City of Ridgecrest and the Baptist School where that he is going to be coaching?
I am probably the last guy to get on someone about the image they present. But even I have my limits. I wear jeans and polo shirts or causual button up shirts to work. Twice a year I wear a nice shirt and tie to work because it is mandated my boss. Other than that I only wear ties for weddings and funerals. At home I live in shorts and tee shirts most of the year and in sweatpants and sweatshirts during the winter. I have never been an advocate of the "clothes make the man" mantra. I believe what he says and does makes the man, not how he is dressed.
Three years ago I started coaching volleyball at my children's school. The other coach at the time always wore a tie to our games. I just couldn't bring myself to wear a tie, so I got a couple polo shirts and had them custom embroidered with a volleyball and the school's name and logo. Those shirts and a pair of khaki pants have become my volleyball coach's uniform. This is not because I'm worried in any way about my image, but because I do worry about the image of my players and the school I work for.
Maybe the Immanuel football players will like thier new coach's image. But I'm sure if I showed up to represent my volleyball teams dressed like that, even if my players didn't notice or say anything, some of thier parents would. I prefer that no one ever notices me on the sidelines of the volleyball court. I want people paying attention to those six student athletes who are on the court, doing all the hard work.
So what's next, a lacross team wearing flip flops to the white house?
What I have to question is the picture they ran with the article:
This picture shows the Immanuel Athletic director and their new head coach who is also an alumnus of Immanuel High school's football program. Granted this guy is a football coach, but is an "MGD - Guys Night Out" beer tee shirt really the best thing the new coach could find to wear for a newspaper picture that is going to introduce him to the City of Ridgecrest and the Baptist School where that he is going to be coaching?
I am probably the last guy to get on someone about the image they present. But even I have my limits. I wear jeans and polo shirts or causual button up shirts to work. Twice a year I wear a nice shirt and tie to work because it is mandated my boss. Other than that I only wear ties for weddings and funerals. At home I live in shorts and tee shirts most of the year and in sweatpants and sweatshirts during the winter. I have never been an advocate of the "clothes make the man" mantra. I believe what he says and does makes the man, not how he is dressed.
Three years ago I started coaching volleyball at my children's school. The other coach at the time always wore a tie to our games. I just couldn't bring myself to wear a tie, so I got a couple polo shirts and had them custom embroidered with a volleyball and the school's name and logo. Those shirts and a pair of khaki pants have become my volleyball coach's uniform. This is not because I'm worried in any way about my image, but because I do worry about the image of my players and the school I work for.
Maybe the Immanuel football players will like thier new coach's image. But I'm sure if I showed up to represent my volleyball teams dressed like that, even if my players didn't notice or say anything, some of thier parents would. I prefer that no one ever notices me on the sidelines of the volleyball court. I want people paying attention to those six student athletes who are on the court, doing all the hard work.
So what's next, a lacross team wearing flip flops to the white house?
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
Why I Send My Children to a Private School
1. Teaching Math In 1950
A logger sells a truckload of lumber for $100. His cost of production is 4/5 of the price. What is his profit?
2. Teaching Math In 1960
A logger sells a truckload of lumber for $100. His cost of production is 4/5 of the price, or $80. What is his profit?
3. Teaching Math In 1970
A logger sells a truckload of lumber for $100. His cost of production is $80. Did he make a profit?
4. Teaching Math In 1980
A logger sells a truckload of lumber for $100. His cost of production is $80 and his profit is $20. Your assignment: Underline the number 20.
5. Teaching Math In 1990
A logger cuts down a beautiful forest because he is selfish and inconsiderate and cares nothing for the habitat of animals or the preservation of our woodlands. He does this so he can make a profit of $20. What do you think of this way of making a living? Topic for class participation after answering the question: How did the birds and squirrels feel as the logger cut down their homes? (There are no wrong answers. )
6. Teaching Math In 2006
Un hachero vende una carretada de maderapara $100. El costo de la producciones es $80.
A logger sells a truckload of lumber for $100. His cost of production is 4/5 of the price. What is his profit?
2. Teaching Math In 1960
A logger sells a truckload of lumber for $100. His cost of production is 4/5 of the price, or $80. What is his profit?
3. Teaching Math In 1970
A logger sells a truckload of lumber for $100. His cost of production is $80. Did he make a profit?
4. Teaching Math In 1980
A logger sells a truckload of lumber for $100. His cost of production is $80 and his profit is $20. Your assignment: Underline the number 20.
5. Teaching Math In 1990
A logger cuts down a beautiful forest because he is selfish and inconsiderate and cares nothing for the habitat of animals or the preservation of our woodlands. He does this so he can make a profit of $20. What do you think of this way of making a living? Topic for class participation after answering the question: How did the birds and squirrels feel as the logger cut down their homes? (There are no wrong answers. )
6. Teaching Math In 2006
Un hachero vende una carretada de maderapara $100. El costo de la producciones es $80.
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