tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6534665086749553287.post4866877547294452428..comments2024-03-28T11:57:21.902-04:00Comments on CURMUDGUCATION: Impersonal PersonalizationPeter Greenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511193640285760299noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6534665086749553287.post-91795938192811800052017-02-13T11:39:30.317-05:002017-02-13T11:39:30.317-05:00I think you could make the same argument about the...I think you could make the same argument about the lack of "differentiation". When all kids are getting the same worksheet, it is yet another step down from where we need to be - or what our kids deserve. Thanks for posting.Ashley Brownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03608474515829701876noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6534665086749553287.post-7805306500608929152017-02-11T02:10:01.010-05:002017-02-11T02:10:01.010-05:00Nailed it again!Nailed it again!Shirleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11756613176679057344noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6534665086749553287.post-41468146675368224852017-02-10T09:51:41.315-05:002017-02-10T09:51:41.315-05:00Shouldn't "aid" in this context be &...Shouldn't "aid" in this context be "aide"?Diennehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04570040547158789834noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6534665086749553287.post-26597308473039727412017-02-10T09:11:37.222-05:002017-02-10T09:11:37.222-05:00It's true that we have to think of our health....It's true that we have to think of our health. I, too, have faced life-threatening illnesses, and, being a natural worrywort, I have had to learn to let go of some things that stress me. To me, feeling a warm breeze on my face is utter contentment. <br /><br />Especially now that I'm retired, I often think that if I never watched TV or used a computer, I wouldn't be aware of anything that's happening outside of a 20-mile radius of where I live, and what difference would it really make to me? Yet, at the same time, I feel I need to be aware because things that are happening can impact my children and my children's children. So I try to find a balance between being aware but not stressing over things I can't do anything about at the moment.<br /><br />This particular post of Peter's does not seem to me to have a "cranky" tone at all; I think it shows clearly and objectively what CBE would actually be like. But I think you're talking more in general about how frustrating things are and how it can affect a sensitive and thinking person. Rebecca deCocahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13168718846105012814noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6534665086749553287.post-11189244028117603352017-02-10T09:10:04.974-05:002017-02-10T09:10:04.974-05:00There is no "what if"....it is happening...There is no "what if"....it is happening. It's happening and parents don't know it's happening because they have been deleted from the equation. By the time parents really catch on, it will be too late and sliding down the slippery slope.edblisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01792046029260177146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6534665086749553287.post-39172443311441801612017-02-10T00:21:05.087-05:002017-02-10T00:21:05.087-05:00If you ever watched "Doctor Zhivago", yo...If you ever watched "Doctor Zhivago", you may recall the many occasions when Yuri looks up to the sky, and the theme music swells. Without taking a cue from that novel/movie, I, too, tend to look up at the sky (even when I was much younger and living in a major urban area) when life was too much. It was often too much. <br /><br />For the sake of our health, for the sake of the health of our students, for the sake of our neighbor, we can all find that transcendent moment and realize that even in our current reality, we can spend time without fear, burning wishes, regrets, resentments, rage or even desires. Living in a state of frustration and rage actually fosters its own mood that is an extra (unnecessary) layer on top of the unpleasant reality. That mood increases the anxiety and feeling of dread. Bad moods rarely make a bad reality better.<br /><br />There is plenty to worry about. The "what ifs" are countless. <br />We all think we know which "what if" scenario is coming down the pike the fastest. But as parents, as friends, as spouses, as teachers, as citizens, we cannot thrive living in a state of "what if"? <br /><br />Even a humble shrub planted in a mini-island of an urban-sprawl-mall parking lot has some antidote to the poison of disgust and dread that we carry around. You might be surprised how much sweetness there is among the little sparrows feeding there. The shrub itself is precious, eeking out its lovely existence in such an unlikely environment.<br /><br />Better yet, we can come up with our own melody that can swell in our hearts...to drown out a few of the horror scenarios that play non-stop in our minds. <br /><br />This isn't meant to be preachy or hokey. Just a sincere reflection. Not really intended to be broadcast to the world or posted here. Just a response to all these posts here and everywhere. We do have our health to consider. As a person who has dealt with life threatening illness, I have to take my own advice. "What if" is a natural game to play, but too much of it is dangerous to our health. Refusing to play "what if" doesn't mean a person is an ostrich or naive, either. We do need to decide how much time we spend on negativity and dread and put limits on it. <br /><br />But, considering your blog title, I guess "crankiness" is the heart of the matter here. I guess crankiness is the means of getting the message across, effecting the desired change. I'm just a little concerned that there may be some unintended consequences of such a strategy. Kobishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16778054056084383752noreply@blogger.com