Me, well explained
Tus sueños son tu cerebro haciendo realidad sus sueños” Jonathan Van Gray
To attract butterflies, don’t kill the caterpillars
A butterfly garden should include two kinds of plants: Some for caterpillars and others with nectar for adults.
Our grandparents (or great-grandparents) — children of the Great Depression — could teach us a thing or two about going green on a budget. Their carbon footprint was uber-small — they used less water, less fuel, created less waste and imported fewer goods than we do. They took these actions out of necessity as opposed to our modern-day desire to help the planet, but the ecological impact is just as powerful.
7 green things our grandparents did
Comment in response by TE Teacher
As a senior TE teacher I can tell you that the morale in our District is below rock bottom. Rather than negotiate with us, the Board and the Superintendent have used the “nuclear” option and have threatened us all year. Teachers understand that there is a financial crisis. Last year we gave back a $1 million even though we didn’t have to. We were rewarded with an additional class to teach at the high school, the threat of demotions, and a contract offer from the board that doesn’t even offer us the ability to buy medical care for our families!!!!!!
We were recently ranked the #1 public high school in the state by the Newsweek rankings. Just shows you what good performance gets you.
What is really rotten is that our students have been agonizing over this situation as well because they don’t want to see their best teachers demoted.
If this is just a negotiations technique on the part of the board it is terrible and rotten. If this is really going to happen it is awful and terrible.
We will find out in about a week what the bottom line is here. Meanwhile, there is zero trust between the administration and the teachers. The Superintendent would not survive a vote of confidence. All the teachers wonder what they did to deserve the despicable tactics that have been used against us.
El amor se escribe con tinta
EL amor se escribe con tinta
Indeleble por supuesto
Se usa, y se abusa
hasta que ya no hay repuesto
Sigo escribiendo
Marzo 31, 2012
El día de hoy.
Hoy me levanté con ganas de no hacer nada de lo que usualmente hago. B ueno, para ser honesto, desde ayer decidí cambiar todo lo que hago y como hago para obtener mis cosas. Era como una extraña fuerza, rabia, quemazón que me obligaba a hacer las cosas a la manera en que sean… digamos MÁS posibles.
Pero a la vez, mientras bajaba por la calle y ver a mi alrededor (cosa que no hago hace mucho, muchisimo tiempo) me dio dolor. DOlor ver gente sobreviviendo. No viviendo. Sufriendo una vida que es mas una camisa de fuerza colocada desde el nacer hasta el morir. OJO, digo sobreviviendo, porque eso es lo que muchos somos en esta Tierra. Solo sobrevivimos un día a la vez y me cansé.
SOlo eso queria dejar claro.
Atte.
El pequeño Ilíada
