Carnival time

The Median Sib (I was one myself) hosts this week’s Carnival of Education.

Scheduling chaos has kept some of La Maestra’s students in the wrong classes for weeks.

Tomorrow begins the fourth week of school, and I’m still trying to get scheduling changes for four students in one of my classes, students who should have never been placed in that class to begin with and who requested the change before school began. On Friday, I was told that, with luck, they’ll be out of the class by the end of the month, 5 weeks after the start of school.

She’s responding to a column on the can’t do culture by School Me’s Bob Sipchen, who writes about a mother, a former union organizer, who fought to get her ninth-grade son into the college-prep classes he needed.

Fairfax had enrolled him in a regular English class despite his previous teacher’s recommendation that he take AP or honors. Fairfax placed him in algebra, even though he’d already aced it.

She kept hammering at administrators until, after wasting his first week in high school, he got the right schedule. Most parents aren’t that aggressive and persistent, Sipchen writes.

I also believe, however, that the district often works on the premise that most aggrieved parents will eventually slump off in frustration, rather than dog bureaucrats until their students get the education to which they’re entitled.

Check out the other attractions at the carnival too.

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Comments

  1. Wayne Martin says:

    Interesting comments posted in the blog of the “can’t do culture” article.

  2. Indigo Warrior says:

    I also believe, however, that the district often works on the premise that most aggrieved parents will eventually slump off in frustration, rather than dog bureaucrats until their students get the education to which they’re entitled.

    Some of them slump off in frustration, others are too scared of the edu-mafias to bother pressing the issue.