tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6303235.post29811831471136257..comments2023-10-08T09:22:35.881-04:00Comments on SCHOLA: ConceitsLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00641344807315265133noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6303235.post-47669542013775627842007-09-10T20:53:00.000-04:002007-09-10T20:53:00.000-04:00Sing it, sistah!Sing it, sistah!Kathy Jo DeVorehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03500433495755028438noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6303235.post-60942090848353813092007-09-06T18:38:00.000-04:002007-09-06T18:38:00.000-04:00Reading this entry all I could think was that you ...Reading this entry all I could think was that you were reading my mind. These very thoughts about busy work have been going through my head the past few days - but you actually put it down into writing, whereas I have been letting it fester.... But thanksAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6303235.post-54833305240576601732007-09-04T22:01:00.000-04:002007-09-04T22:01:00.000-04:00I cannot count the number of times I've realized a...I cannot count the number of times I've realized <I>after</I> the envelope has dropped down the Canada Post that I forgot to photocopy the contents. <BR/><BR/>I hate those wretched make-work projects. The worst I've seen are the English ones at the local high school. The kids read everything from Lord of the Flies to Camus' The Stranger and then...<BR/><BR/>they have to make a model/diorama of a scene from the book. <BR/><BR/>In grades 10-12. Give me a good old four- or five-page essay and be done with it. Oy.<BR/><BR/>While running more or less from early May until the end of last month, my kids learned oodles. And very little was, ahem, documented, well, if you don't count the family photo album :).Beckyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17697320319544886978noreply@blogger.com