Double-dipping in Educational Funds?
This article caught my attention:
During my thirty-seventh year of teaching, I was transferred into a very affluent area of my school district to teach music and one class in particular stands out for me even to this day; the Special Education Class. There were the boys with their orange or blue dyed hair, some with Mohawk cuts and girls in their long paisley sun-back dresses with ribbons in their hair. The man sang, “Ah, I remember it well.”
The class was especially large and as the students came into the classroom for the very first time on the very first day of school, I noted to myself, “These are not Special Ed. Students. No way!” They were polite, courteous, charming, had book-bags, were well groomed and ready for learning to take place. After taking the role I started out with my first unit, “What is music?” wherein I end up with the students having to distinguish the difference between music and noise with me giving musical examples of each on the piano and having a student record their answers in two columns on the chalk board. My example for music was the first part of “Mary had a little lamb..” and for noise I would slam open and close the piano lid, bang on the side and top of the piano with my fist and intone non-sensible words. They tore that lesson up! “No, no, no!” I said to myself once again. “These are NOT Special Ed. Students.”
In the class there was only one student, one mind you, who would literally stand up on the desks, could not work in groups and constantly disturbed the learning environment. He was conspicuously lost in the class and the only one in the class demonstrating true Special Ed. experiences.
A few days later I was able to engage a teacher in conversation regarding my impression about the class who told me in order for parents to qualify for state-paid private tutoring for their child, the child had to be registered in a Special Ed. Class. Bingo!
As always,
BB
P.S. Also during the year, an outside independent music teacher came asking me to help her teach a Bar Mitzvah song to her student who was also in my class. (Gasp!) I did not think to ask the good Madame how about us both teaching the boy a good Negro Spiritual.
BTW, music is organized sounds. Have fun! (Smile)
Court Says Public Must Pay for Private Special Ed
Excerpt:
Washington - The Supreme Court has made it easier for parents of special education students to be reimbursed for the cost of private schooling for their children.
http://www.truthout.org/062309EDA
During my thirty-seventh year of teaching, I was transferred into a very affluent area of my school district to teach music and one class in particular stands out for me even to this day; the Special Education Class. There were the boys with their orange or blue dyed hair, some with Mohawk cuts and girls in their long paisley sun-back dresses with ribbons in their hair. The man sang, “Ah, I remember it well.”
The class was especially large and as the students came into the classroom for the very first time on the very first day of school, I noted to myself, “These are not Special Ed. Students. No way!” They were polite, courteous, charming, had book-bags, were well groomed and ready for learning to take place. After taking the role I started out with my first unit, “What is music?” wherein I end up with the students having to distinguish the difference between music and noise with me giving musical examples of each on the piano and having a student record their answers in two columns on the chalk board. My example for music was the first part of “Mary had a little lamb..” and for noise I would slam open and close the piano lid, bang on the side and top of the piano with my fist and intone non-sensible words. They tore that lesson up! “No, no, no!” I said to myself once again. “These are NOT Special Ed. Students.”
In the class there was only one student, one mind you, who would literally stand up on the desks, could not work in groups and constantly disturbed the learning environment. He was conspicuously lost in the class and the only one in the class demonstrating true Special Ed. experiences.
A few days later I was able to engage a teacher in conversation regarding my impression about the class who told me in order for parents to qualify for state-paid private tutoring for their child, the child had to be registered in a Special Ed. Class. Bingo!
As always,
BB
P.S. Also during the year, an outside independent music teacher came asking me to help her teach a Bar Mitzvah song to her student who was also in my class. (Gasp!) I did not think to ask the good Madame how about us both teaching the boy a good Negro Spiritual.
BTW, music is organized sounds. Have fun! (Smile)
posted by BB at 5:03 AM
2 Comments:
some interesting stuff here thanks! you might be interested in StoryBox is offering you 2 free songs from the Putumayo Kids collection http://www.storyboxbooks.com (Putumayo Kids is committed to introducing children to other cultures through music from around the world)
Thanks for sharing. Loved the creativity.
BB
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