Shawn L. Bird

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the 180 day birthday party March 1, 2012

Well. Teachers in BC are apparently going out on strike Monday.

Why? It is all about Bill 22 that strips the rights of teachers to negotiate contracts that protect learning conditions. Check out the bill- the provincial government will appoint a mediator who will only look at things the gov’t approves, and the gov’t doesn’t have to follow the mediator’s recommendations (just in case s/he doesn’t tow the party line and actually uses common sense). Does the gov’t not know what a mediator does? It’s a neutral third party, acceptable to both sides, who looks at ALL the issues, and finds an equitable situation for both sides of the dispute.  What they are imposing is a mediator in name only.  It’s a de facto puppet.

Do you want an American style, prescriptive system where teachers are not allowed to personalize their class room to the best needs of the students in the class?  Are you okay with your child in a room with 39 other kids, half of whom have learning issues, (behavioural, medical, genetic, etc) without adequate support workers?    How would you feel if someone could show up at your place of work, decide you’re not suitable, and fire you on the spot, without giving you an explanation of what ‘suitable’ means, or allowing recourse to appeal?  Yes, I know that happens sometimes in private business.  Minimum wage places do it all the time.  Is  it right?  Do you like it?  Is it fair?  Is it professional?  Is it what you think public education should be like?

Here is a brilliant blog post from Cheryl, a teacher in Port Coquitlam, explaining the things that have been happening in schools and what we’re fighting for.

I love my job, but it’s getting harder and harder to do it well because of the supports that are disappearing.  One of my colleagues was frustrated enough to leave last year.  She has taught in elementary and high school.  She is doing an MBA program. After semester of study, she was accepted into an internship, and as an intern she is making more than she made as a teacher  at the top of her pay scale. i.e. with a degree and a decade of experience.  I repeat: as an intern!  We don’t do this job for the money, we do it because we love being with kids, and helping them learn.  It’s not an easy job.  Like Cheryl quotes in her blog, it’s like planning a birthday party for 30 (or in my case 100) kids every day.  The gov’t needs to value our professionalism and our skill.  They need to work with us to maintain one of the best educational systems in the world, not continuing to undermine it.

It’s scary in our profession right now,, and what the gov’t is trying to do is going to make it a whole lot scarier.  We’re under attack.  How much do your kids matter to you?

 

grey boots February 27, 2012

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As promised in the “Narrative of the Grey Boot Quest,” here are my awesome, amazing, brilliant, gorgeous, comfortable, and dazzling grey boots.  My Fluevog Logans are posing with OJ the standard poodle, who has boots, but they aren’t nearly as cool as these.  He’s so jealous he can’t even look at them.

 

When I put the boots on for the first time and saw this stamped inside, I knew they were fated to be a writer’s boots.  Well, fated to be THIS writer’s boots.  “Words said in faith change lives.”  How true that is.  Saying words in faith can change your own life, let alone how the words impact those hearing them.  These boots are empowering.  I feel like I can change the world when I lace them up. (and up.  and up.  and up.  These are not the footwear for days when you’re running late for work!).

It may be shallow to get so much delight out of footwear, and I know that this particular passion causes heads to shake, but it is truly a simple joy to wear art, and if you’re going to wear art, your feet are as good a location as any!  People find satisfaction in different ways.  I don’t understand people who drink or smoke away their money, with nothing to show for their hard earned efforts except cancerous growths or nasty odours.  Shoes are a very benign addiction in the greater scheme of things!  One can also luck out, and inherit.  My mother shares this addiction, and a shoe size.  I am still wearing some shoes that I wore in high school, several decades later, so I don’t feel very guilty.  I wear my artistic addictions with pride.  😀

 

helpless kids? February 26, 2012

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Mickey Goodman has written a blog to argue Tim Elmore’s point that kids born 1984 to 2002 are helpless because they have unreasonable expectations of personal reward to their effort. They think they’re special, whether they do anything worthy or not.

Check out “Are we raising a generation of helpless kids?”  What do you think of the issues raised in this article?  If you were born between 1984 and 2002, what do you expect from life?  What are you doing to achieve your goals?

 

mesmerism for the masses February 21, 2012

Theater, I suppose, is a form of mass mesmerism, and if that’s the case, Shakespeare…was surely one of the greatest hypnotists who ever lived.

(Alan Bradley, I am Half-sick of Shadows.  p.119)

Gotta love the brilliance of Flavia de Luce!

 

love token February 14, 2012

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On this Valentine’s Day, I’m thinking about love tokens…

I have a beautiful wedding ring, made for me by Natasha of Armeni Jewelers when they were here in the Shuswap.  It has two nicely sized diamonds, set above 22 little pavé set diamonds.  It’s about a centimetre wide.  Presently, it’s a bit too large, and so I have two small bands on either side to keep it on.  As a result, I have a solid inch of sparkle on my left hand.  (You can see it in this post).  Over the years, on several occasions  students have looked at my hand and gasped, “Wow!  Your husband must really love you!”

Well, of course he does.

However, the ring isn’t any demonstration of that.  Does a poor man love his wife less than a rich man?  Of course not!  When we got married, we were both in university.  We didn’t have a lot of money to spend on wedding paraphernalia.  Our entire wedding budget was $1000- for photographer, flowers, dresses, and reception!  I bought my husband’s ring with the prize money from a short story contest.  I had a nice little ring set, but I’d wanted white gold, and at the time we could only find yellow gold in the jewellery stores.  I didn’t know anything about hiring jewellery designers to custom make rings back then.  Twenty-two years later, there was a little more cash around, and so I designed a ring that is full of symbols: our initials, children and years together.  Natasha enthusiastically embraced the project, and a few weeks later, I had a gorgeous, unique ring.  Hubby had nothing to do with it!  In fact, I’d been wearing it two months before my daughter noticed it while we were sitting down at dinner one evening.  He might never have done so!  Even if he’d been inclined to re-create a ring for me, he wouldn’t know where to begin.

Love isn’t measured by the jewellery on the wife.  Love is measured by the loving heart, the calm demeanour, the comforting embrace, the secure support, and the consistency of years of togetherness.  Whether there is a fancy ring, a plain band, or nothing at all, the commitment is the important thing, renewed day by day.

Still, I don’t mind him getting the credit for the ring.  After all, he does love me a lot.

 

What I make February 11, 2012

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For my colleagues…
Yay us!
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an Indian wedding February 10, 2012

I have a rather fond spot for India.  There is family history here.  My mother has a Sanskrit name.  She was named after her aunt, who in turn was named after a maharani who was a family friend of my great-grandmother.   There is a collection of Hindu god figures which they brought from Madras, (called Chennai since 1996) still in the family.

My great-grandparents lived in the India of the British Raj. They were with the Salvation Army. William Eva, following SA protocol, took the local name “Seenavasagam.” He arrived in India August 29, 1887. Jane Saxby (who took the name “Arulai”) arrived December 26, 1890. They were married on  Wednesday, March 25, 1891. The Salvation Army newsletter, “The Indian War Cry” of April 13,1891 relates the following:
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“On Wednesday evening a very important event in the lives of two officers of the Tamil Division was reached–a wedding; when Capt. Seenavagam, Financial Special, took Lieut. Arulai for his “perpetual companion in the war.”
“The actual ceremony was preceded by an officers’ council, the wedding feast, and the march.
It is hardly necessary to say that the marriage-feast was interesting. Of course it was. Tbe major was present and after the feast called uopon both maried and single officers to speak. Lieut. Chellaya Pillay said: “I was speaking to a high churchman about this wedding and he thought it was very inappropriate for such a joyous celebration as a wedding to take place in Holy Week. I assured him that we Salvationists look upon a wedding ceremony as a very holy thing, and that Holy Week was therefore a very seasonable time to perform it.” This was the feeling that ran through the day’s doing–we believe everything was done “for God.””

The full page article carries on for a bit, describing a procession through the city, provides lyrics to songs sung, how much money  was collected, and explains how great-grandpa Seenavasagam accompanied the music on his concertina.  (A small accordion like instrument).  I am ever thankful to the Salvation Army archivist Gordon Taylor who managed to find this prize for me.  How many of us get such a clear description of their great-grandparents’ wedding day?  If you noticed the wedding was scarcely three months after Jane’s arrival and were thinking William was a fast worker, as I did initially, you may be relieved to know that I discovered that William had been posted in Stockport prior to his departure for India.  Jane was from Stockport.  That seemed unlikely to be a coincidence.

I think I looked a little like Great-Grandma Jane in her youth, and I was also married on a Wednesday.

Stay tuned to Grace Awakening Power for some developments which reflect this family history…

 

global warming? February 8, 2012

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It is rather ironic that ‘global warming’ is the likely cause behind the deep freeze causing mayhem in Eastern Europe these days.

I suppose that the more accurate term would be “Global climate change” because changing it definitely is.

So what are we going to do about it?  Solar panels, geo-thermal heat, and cisterns are all simple enough to add into a building project.  Why can’t all of our construction be energy self-sufficient?  If they can’t quite all, can enough be done to at least make them significantly self-sufficient?  I think it’s worth the effort, and we certainly have the technology, if we are just willing to use it.  Big business is not more important than global survival,  no matter what they think.

 

7 keys January 26, 2012

Filed under: Commentary,Writing — Shawn L. Bird @ 12:56 am
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Charlotte Boyett-Compo, author of the Wind Legends series among other things, (www.windlegends.org) shared this brilliant bit of extended metaphor about publishing at Linked In the other day:

There is a round brass ring. From that ring are dangling Seven Keys.

All Seven Keys are needed to spring the Publishing Lock.

The keys diminish in size from Key One to Key Seven.

The largest key is Key One and it is named Desire.

Key Two is Determination.

Key Three is Perseverance.

Key Four is Endurance.

Key Five is Patience.

Key Six is Luck.

Key Seven is Talent.

If you use all seven Keys and the lock refuses to open, one of those seven Keys simply isn’t strong enough to make things tumble into place for you. Perhaps the Key to your future lies on another brass ring.

That’s quite profound, isn’t it?  Even with my limited experience here at the beginning of the journey I know there is a lot of truth here!  It is hard work to get your work out there.  Big or small, the publisher requires authors to be skilled in story and active in the promotion and marketing of their work.  Every writer has to develop his/her talent and keep plugging away at the craft in order to have any success at all.  It’s a hard reality I think.  Sometimes you have the luck, and sometimes you don’t.  Sometimes you just don’t have the ability to stick it out.  Sometimes you don’t have that special spark of talent that makes your work worth the effort.

 

learn! January 22, 2012

Filed under: Commentary — Shawn L. Bird @ 6:15 pm

The pupil can only educate himself. Teachers are the custodians of apparatus upon which he himself must turn and twist to acquire the excellencies that distinguish the better from the poorer of God’s vessels. ~Martin H. Fischer

As we start a new semester next week, I’ve been thinking about education.  I liked this quote, because it places the onus on the student.  A teacher is indeed simply the guardian of the skills and strategies in assorted proficiencies, but it is only the student himself who can absorb, apply, consider, evaluate and in the end, learn.  A teacher can inspire.  A teacher can model life-long learning.  A teacher can value the learner and encourage confidence, but at the end of the day, the only one who can do the learning is the student.

Let’s hope we have a great second semester!