Tuesday, March 31, 2009

My thoughts

Today since I've noticed that there was alot of talk on our random scanning I figured I should write about it. And I was... But while I was looking up some things on it I came across some information concerning the educational system all together. I was debating what I was going to write about so I think I'm just going to pick one statement from each thing that I wanted to comment on and write one comment on it. But this one statement made me soo mad that my hands are literately shaking. I think I'm shaking.
This is the statement: "Many education experts say that until teacher quality improves in urban schools, student performance is likely to stagnate and the achievement gap between white and minority students will never be closed." Taken from the New York Times.(New york Measuring Teachers by Test Scores by JENNIFER MEDINA)
My first comment on this is..."This is bullshit." As soon as I read this I had to say something on it. The other articles was like, "yeah, I think I'm going to come back to this." Not with this one. I can't believe people actually believe that. I know a lot of students tend to get mad at teacher when they don't get their shit done, but even they know that's their own fault. And honestly that didn't even start until I got to High School. There was both failures and successes that came out of my school and we all had the same teachers. I'm in a urban area. My area is one of the top 5 areas that most people in Rikers comes from. I had damn good teachers and the reason why some students didn't get out either when they was supposed to or at all was because of them or their own personal problems. I don't believe that the teachers need to do better. I mean really, they don't even get paid a lot(as much as I think they should) and people want them to work as hard as they do. (Don't get me wrong people I don't like teachers) But I am all around fair and if the quality of anything needs to improve its the school itself. Not just it's teachers. Students need to step up too. And yes there are some teachers that need to up their game but most of the teachers that I've come by (hence on the... Very strong hence on the most) are good teachers. Maybe I'm lucky.

Oh,There's this other article that is talking about giving teachers pay and tenures based on how their students do on test plain and simply. And they're also going to use something called micro-targeting. You look it up and let me know. This next statement would hurt if I was one of the people it's talking about, "The Mayor and Chancellor see teachers as the biggest impediment to their reforms. Naturally, they’d want to weed out the biggest potential critics as well as those who are merely ineffective.” NO KOMMENT...

....Talk about your parody....LMAO

Thursday, March 12, 2009

Random part from a random story that doesn't exist

Krystal enters the room looking nervously around hoping that nobody questioned her about why she’s there. The lights were bright and blinking. There were two women in peach uniforms sitting behind the desk having a ghetto looking conversation. She kept her head down going to her seat to get her stuff in order while closely listening to their conversation. She dug in her bag and started to search through her things as her phone rang. She jumped a little and trembled as she hurriedly got her phone. She quietly answered it with a shaky, “Hello?” She looked down at her black and red scuffed up Jordans. She listened to the voice on the other end of the phone very carefully as her friend questioned her about her location, well being and other things of that nature. Krystal gave her quick easy answers to draw attention from what she was doing and where she was going. She ushered her friend off the phone and when back to getting her things in order. She quickly turned to the door as it opened.

This pale girl stepped through the door with more bags than she can carry. Krystal watched her as she walked towards the ladies having their conversation. They both looked at her. They’re faces saying two opposite stories about the same event. One girl had a face that was very pleasant and welcoming, showing no sign of annoyance at the pause in the conversation. The other however had the look of an enraged father looking his only daughter’s boyfriend caught by surprise in her room. She drew her attention away from them just in time to catch the papers that was about to fall to the floor from her lap. While arranging her things Krystal noticed that she had finally gathered all the papers she needed. Krystal stood fixing her shirt that had somehow risen. She walked over to the ladies behind the desk and began to get everything straight about who she was going to be seeing and when. She looked at the clock on her phone, hopefully soon she thought.

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

At school workin mi ways

So today was ok... I was good until I got bothered about my "electronic devices" Its so annoying. I hate school when somebody brings up the term "electronic devices" because they only use that term when they want you to put it away. I put it away and really got into a bitchy mood. I finally got to listen to this song again. I don't know why I like this song... Because its sick.., but it sounds nice... well the chorus does. But Im in a little bit of a better mood now. I found a site to watch videos in school ^^. And I'm also happy because it has the song Mi Love said was from her to me. :D I ish happeh now. Now i can tolerate people. Before i listened to music.. well these two songs I wanted to be left alone... I didn't want to be bothered. But Music just made me feel so much better. Love the music... cherish the music! :D Kuz without music I'd kill you :D lol... just almost playin

Saturday, March 7, 2009

Just A Thought

I've been thinking....
Our president is poppin...
But I'm not saying that because of what I think of him...
No sir... But because of how people are reacting to him.

I knew he was poppin when people in the hood was talkin about him without negativity.
government.... in a positive light. I knew he was poppin when they made a rap song showing some hope for politics. I honestly knew he was poppin when the hood chinese restaurant had a picture of him and his family up on the glass that you order from. He has Jehovah's Witness's talkin bout, "I really hope he can change it like he says." My sister got mad at Usher for stealing her idea for getting people to go out and vote for him.

My thoughts on him are the same but its nice to see people's reaction to him... There has been a change in saying, "The president is iight'" Before you got into a fight because nobody liked our old president and associating him with anything non-hateful would get you shot. Now saying "The president is iight'" will get you into a fight because people think he's way more than just that.

Quote: All expecting the unexpected does is make you a spaced out highly paranoid individual. Plus if your expecting the unexpected doesn't that turn the unexpected into the expected... making the term void...I could go in more but, I'm lazy ad tired.

I'm soo tired

This i going to be an odd post...

I'm tired....
I'm tired of being tired all day.
I'm tired of not knowing why.
I'm tired of not knowing.
I'm tired of me waiting to write.
I'm tired of police harassing my friends.
I'm tired of feeling like I have no time.
Then I'm tired of myself for doing nothing with my time.
I'm tired of not expressing myself correctly.
I'm tired of doubting.
I'm tired of wishing.
I'm tired of waiting.
I'm tired or needing.
And I'm tired of wanting.

Quote: "I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired."

Sunday, March 1, 2009

After these days....

Lately I've been having odd dreams or nightmares. In the dream today it was kind of a manhunt setting except I wasn't alone. We had killed and alluded a few people and I was instructed by a boy that because I was quick that I shouldn't hide in the closet because they would catch me in there. Then we had a conversation about james patterson book, which I believe came from a conversation last night. This was right before we proceeded quietly up metal stairs to a door that led to the next room. Sadly I felt that something was going to happen and didn't voice that thought until after i started to run back. I fell back of course and kept going down the stairs only to look up and see my friend turn around but be blown up and few other people or pieces of people fly off the top of the stairs. Odd things is that I laughed when i wrote that. ANY way. I ran back as fast as I could for I knew the storm of savage killers would storm through any minute. I ran inside the closet and climbed to the top after shutting the door. I was the last one left and I really didn't have time to think about that seeming as how I was wondering how to get past the hundreds of people trying to kill me. As time passed I sat there until it was extremely quiet and then got myself down. I decided I had to sneak past them all and kill as many as possible to survive, but as soon as I poked my head out the door with a gun in my hand ready to shoot any and everybody there stood a lady that look like this lady named Valarie from my school. Now as pretty as she is, in that dream she looked scary and crazy as she smiled and shook her head no as if to say bad move as she moved towards me with a cake in her hand. It hand pink frosting and looked like a birthday cake for a little girl but somehow I knew it was a bomb. I initially tried to shoot her but all that came out was little bubbles that looked like spit. I had to come to terms with death in a dream... It was either be killed by her bomb or be killed by the mass amount of killers who would rampage this area shortly after. So I sat next to her... and for the first time I tried to wake myself up(half assly) and failed. Good thing I don't know what it's like to be blown up or that might have hurt. And that's one of the more subtle dreams. Then theres the actual nightmare where thoughts in the back of my mind come to surface and i feel everything and I wake up shaking. The bad thing about this nightmare is that when I wake up it feels like theres some one behind me. Even when I have nothing on my bed. Thats the main part that bothers me and I don't know if thats common. But then I have other odd dreams... none is coming to mind atm but they're weird. I remember I had a dream that forced me to believe in myself... or pushed to into a corner. I don't really know the difference in that one. You tell me. Ok so this is wat it was...: I was trapped in a invisible box inside an empty store. Now I hate being trapped somewhere. I don't like being forced to do or not do something. So I struggled and struggled and struggles until I broke out of the box by pushing past the wall. I think it had to do with a mixture of me realizing it was a dream and I have power over my thought(which I struggle with some times...more at that point) and...yea.. that lol. But I finally pushed past it and felt free. I started jumping on rooftops and flying. All at night... That was one of my favorite dreams. :D.... Ok thats enough about dreams...

Quote: All things pass.. so make sure they know and remember your damn name.