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The Day of, the Days After- What Memories will Remain?

October 31 has been noted as the scariest day in the year. On the other hand, for many, especially children it is a fun day and night of dressing in scary costumes, asking for and receiving, sweet, sticky, good to you but not necessarily good for you candies.

On the day after, if children are asked who received the largest amount of candy, they might “guestimate” (whatever was left) to determine the answer. If asked to describe the house where they received the most candy, an answer might not come as easily. Size of the house would probably not matter, nor would house’s color. What might matter most is that they received what they went for – CANDY.

Remembering special, fun times and things associated with events is important. The ability to recall names of people who helped to make events and days memorable though sometimes taken for granted is essential to establishing historicity – credibility and value of events. There is no question about the significance of givers of candy to the event celebrated on October 31. Is a similar amount of significance attributed to those who are responsible for giving and exchanging knowledge?

Look for responses to that question and others during the next several weeks. Dr. Lisa is coming to a front porch near you (not to ask for candy) to ask for memories!

See you next month baby!
Dr. Lisa – New Orleans Born, Raised, and Returned©

 

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Looking Back to Move Forward

I haven’t posted since August and have a list of reasons why. In my mind, they are all valid – no excuses, just reasons.

Reason #1- I was dealing with a potentially traumatizing family issue. My mind was not focused on writing about education, especially writing about the educational landscape of New Orleans.

Reason #2 – I was dealing with a family issue that required my full attention. This situation like the one mentioned in Reason #1 involved life!

Reason #3- I was tired! I didn’t feel like. Life happened! Stuff happened!

I am a mature woman, wife, mother, grandmother. I am a professional. I am a community member. I am human. I am full of emotions and intellect. So are the children, the students whose lives provide economic opportunities for cadres of adults, many of whom ignore the humanness of children. If I, a mature woman could not bring myself to do something I needed to do, what about the children? What about the children whose daily life experiences are more like that of adults than of children? What about children whose Reasons 1, 2, and 3 don’t end in favorable outcomes? How developmentally appropriate is it for children who have experienced trauma or potentially traumatic life experiences to pout? To retreat into quietness, decide not to complete an assignment but to “daydream” instead? To express their sadness through loud talking, singing, dancing, saying, “I don’t want to, I am tired.”

Which educational systems, which administrators, which communities, recognize children’s emotional needs and are caring and skilled enough to educate fully the children? Who are they? Are you “the one the children have been waiting for?” Are “we the ones we have been waiting for?” Wait no longer. Love, teach, and help to raise the children in your life. Your children, the neighbors’ children, and children at church, in the mosque, on the corner, in the store, in the street – we can’t wait any longer.

As 2016, ends and the dawn of a new horizon, of new experiences, of opportunities to forget and to remember draws near, consider how you can make a difference. What will you do “about the children” in 2017?

See you next year, baby!