BUT SHE WAS JUST SO SWEET

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Emily was such a darling; she had everything it took to qualify as a teacher’s pet.  Everything except brain power!  However, Emily and I could work around that.  I just gave her things she could do with just a little stretching sometimes.  She worked diligently at all of it.  So, of course, I gave her A’s and B’s.  I was just trying to grade her equitably.  Just fudge a little on the grade scale; okay, maybe I fudged more than a little.  After all she would never aspire to a quality job.  She would be happy sorting thread colors, or whatever.

It would work out. It would “work out” until it wouldn’t.

Emily moved to a new school.  One which was not so progressive.  They apparently had standards  upon which to give grades because within a few days, a teacher (or principal) called be to say that Emily was not performing in their school as well as they expected.  Could I give them more information about her ability to achieve what I had led them to expect?

Now you know another reason I am not swayed by the Biden administrations push for equity.

About oneta hayes

ABOUT ME Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...
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2 Responses to BUT SHE WAS JUST SO SWEET

  1. Oneta, it’s so hard to know how much extra help to give a student. Some will accept that extra help and take off, and others will grow dependent and “entitled.” I’m glad you gave a humble example of your own mistakes as a reason for your political position. (People mean well, and a lot of things look really good on paper, but… 😒) There will be those who disagree with you, but they can’t accuse you of arrogance.

    • oneta hayes says:

      Thank you for your attention to my blog and your understanding of my position. I taught Primary – junior high in the sixties, seventies, and early eighties. Looking back I see how so much damage has been done by practices that became the trend in education during those years. I was a “lead” teacher in a lot of ways; I share the blame. If there is any glory, I share that also, but sadly, my judgment is that there were few positive trends. Except for integration. I am ever so thankful for that progress. But the CRT stuff now is canceling out a lot of those benefits. By the way, I notice on your blog that you always address the people who leave comments by their names. I would like to do that also, but
      dear seeking divine perspective, seems a bit impersonal. I appreciate your reading and commenting on my posts. Thanks, again.

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