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Sunday, September 29, 2013

Lies I've told My Friends

I found out that I was pregnant on the morning of Wednesday, July 17.  I had already planned plenty of summer activities with friends and knew that I would have to find a way to hide the fact that I wasn't drinking...Starting with my first lie I began to question how much I actually had been drinking based on the responses from folks about abstaining. Hummmm.

Lie #1 July 17:


Sorry Toes and Epstein,

When you asked me why I wasn't drinking on the boat I told you that I had a meeting the next day. That was a lie. I had found out 5 hours earlier that I would be bringing a new life into our group of friends and was already concerned by what this meant. Epstein, you then point blank asked me if I was pregnant. Thanks a lot. Don't you know that you should never ask that question. Goodness. ;) I giggled, looked off into the distance, and said that we were waiting for Kyle to get out of school. I lingered in the conversation hoping that ending it quickly wouldn't give me away. Toes shared that his brother and sister in law are expecting and Epstein blew my go to "vodka and water (hold all vodka)" plan by telling a story of how he outed another friend's pregnancy when she used the trick.



And then Toes threw himself over his handlebars in his bike which resulted in us making an ER visit.  Newly pregnant me, dislocated shoulder Toes...and an unknowing Daddy to be Kyle on his way home from a business trip to surprise himself with all of the "I'm Pregnant" stuff laying out at home.   More on that later...

July 18: Dinner with Renee and Cherianne at The Taco Joint

Sorry ladies,

I went by this amazing joint earlier in the day to tell them my plan.  Our waiter knew me and when I ordered a margarita he brought me a limeade...over and over...Got ya!  Of course Renee now says that she knew something must have been up since I was early to the dinner.  So early in fact that I already had my first drink.  This coming from the girl who's always 15 minutes late for everything...me.  Sorry!

July 19: Fake drinking on the boat with Toes, Lauren, Mike, and Nerve
We even played a drinking game...for several hours.  I just "sipped" the same beer and then awkwardly dumped a full can of beer over the side of the boat when we got off.

July 20: Flask full of "vodka" aka water
I did this on the boat with a large crew and at the Jason Aldean concert with Toes.  Each time I refilled I simply found my Cubs flask and dumped in some more water. Bryson, bless his "I only have brothers" heart, even tried a sip and quickly exclaimed... "it just tastes really watered down..." Well, yup, it probably does considering its water and lemonade.  Later that night I went to the Jason Aldean concert with Toes and brought in a "surprise" for us so that he did not try to buy us beers all night.  I had a flask of "vodka" for me and whiskey for him.  Needless to say by the end of the night and several "You getting after it Georgie"'s later, Toes was cross eyed and I was really well hydrated.

Monday, July 21:- Both Moore brothers were in town for the whole weekend and never asked one question.  On our last day together I took the boys back to the Taco Joint and the same sweet waiter spotted me and asked it I would like "my usual."  Bryson and Ryan were a little concerned with how often I went to The Taco Joint if they knew "my usual." HAHA. I left a large tip.



Tues, July 23: Keifer's with Momma and MA
I did not tell my own mother for a week after finding out!  I was even in Madison with her!  Crazy I know, but Kyle wanted to be there too.  We stopped by Keifers to grab lunch and I went in to secretly ask the wait staff if the feta was pasteurized.  I whispered and told them it was hush, hush and the waiter, clearly a man, wasn't paying attention.  As soon as I sat back down he runs out the door and yells, "Who's pregnant and asking About feta cheese?!?!"  I buried by head in the menu, MA says that she blacked out, and my sweet Momma looked around and exclaimed, "It's not me!"  Thanks for taking one for the team Suzzy and never asking either of us about it again.  Bless you.

Friday, July 26- The Ray siblings and spouses headed to the beach towards the end of the week and since we were waiting to have both sets of parents with us, I bought lots of "juices" for mock-tails.  We had a red wine bottle full of grape juice...the real stuff was actually hidden in the closet for MA to drink.






 I thought that surely since the Moore brothers had no clue that my brothers would follow suit and that I would not have to even pretend to drink.  Sure enough though, brothers of sisters know and within hours of them being around me the rumor mill had started and both were asking MA if I was pregnant.  So I ordered a "vodka" water at Cobalt and blamed Kyle and Timmy's good time for my not heavily drinking.



























Friday-Sunday, August 2-4: John and Meg's wedding in Lincoln, NE. Sorry Kate but when you poured me that glass of wine at the nail salon I fake drank it and then left it. Oops...Before each event (both the rehearsal and the reception), I paid off the bartender and asked them to only serve me vodka and water, hold the vodka. They did. Kate called me out (in private) and my awkward wink let her know that I was lying.  Michelle also called me out to John, who proceeded to call me out in front of all of the NU soccer boys. Luckily Samantha came to my rescue and spoke out that I was a bridesmaid and couldn't continue drinking all night. Thanks girl. John didn't let up though and continued to talk about it, and baby John Kyle Jr., for the remainder of the wedding weekend. He even send a thanks for coming to the wedding note that thanked "the three" of us for coming.


Brad Napper-Even though you gave me one of the worst and longest call outs by monitoring my alcohol intake for the entire weekend and sharing your theory with Leslie, I still thought it was funny. I also appreciate your "apology" that consisted of you saying that even though you were quite positive that I was pregnant, you felt bad for calling me out and that you would be really excited for me when I finally told you...in a few weeks. You're a silly man.

And the lies went on and on throughout the summer.  We continued with our active lives and I "drank" my way through very social interaction that we had.  I was introduced to "Fre" wine by my sweet friend Ellen Fritts and was even able to host a girls night out because of it.  While the soccer boys/our husbands and boyfriends were away playing soccer we were enjoying talking about them over several bottles of wine...it just so happened that mine was coming from my hiding spot under the sink and included sparkling grape juice and Fre wine.  Needless to say, no one knew...and I found out that drinking a bottle of anything...real or fake will still make you feel sick.

We were so excited to be able to share our news with all of our sweet friends.  We started telling our Chicago friends during week 11 and told the final folks in our Chicago family at supper club and my "teachers" friends turned stay at home moms at our girls night at week 12.  Since were were able to hear that sweet heartbeat again at week 13 we decided to make it "official" with a silly social media announcement right before week 14.

Oh how nice it is to be honest again.  Sorry to everyone who may have have their trust in me tested.  I hope that this news was well worth it. :)

Side Note:  While I have every intention of keeping this up to date, I am really just trying to make sure that I have something to put into a baby book for sweet Baby Moore.  I have lots of post in draft form and will be adding to them and publishing as much as possible.  This is a goal...not a promise :)

The "How I told Kyle" and "How we told our Family and Friends" stories are being drafted right now!

Wednesday, May 22, 2013

What My Kids Say Wednesday--a post that never made it...

Now that I am attempting to "clean up" and reorganize my blog...really I am just trying to finish SG's 1 year Blog book and catch up on the last 6 months of being pregnant with #2...I am finding some posts that just never made it to being published.  Most were not worth publishing but this one was.  I taught on the west side of Chicago for 6 of the 8 years that we lived in Chicago.  These kids were my first babies and I keep up with many of them to this day...

Here is the post that never made it:



I laugh every day at the things that come out of my students' mouths. They are an endless means of entertainment, wisdom, and wit. This post includes a variety of sayings and doings that I found on my computer but I'll try to get better at keeping up with them and sharing on a weekly basis...or at least until school gets out.

Last year after a series of unfortunate events that included this sweet soul getting in trouble more times than I can count he was finally banned from our year of the year field trip. A few days before the trip he asked if there was any way that he could regain the privilege. I explained that he would have to do something really impressive if that was going to happen...we'll this petition and all of his friends' signatures proved to be enough to win this teacher over...I signed too.

PS-One of his promises was to share his extensive knowledge of all of the zoo animals with his classmates.


I especially love that "Julia" has a heart shaped upper body and a mini-skirt while "James" has on no clothes and has only one eye. 

The comment about weave is funny...but the explanation for admiration is pretty sweet.

Well...this isn't quite the definition for weave that I anticipated students learning while reading Charlotte's Web but this does show a great understanding...I especially love the synonym and antonym.

Kyle says the best part about this one is that the kid knows who Rey Mysterio is...I don't know. I enjoy adding word bubbles to all of this student's drawings. I think that together we'd make a pretty legit comic book.


After a long afternoon sitting in a 98 degree classroom, tensions were high and this sweet soul was having a hard time staying focused and not arguing with a student in another group...his friends created these blinders for him to wear...he's looking at a computer screen...not through the eyes. Now that's problem solving.

                                           
                                               I laugh every time. "She will be broke..." Yup.

                                                                        Bless him.

I screamed in terror when these "little people" came to our ISAT pep rally too. Apparently they are a "big attraction" at many west side weddings and parties.

Stay tuned for What My Kids Say Wednesday next week! We've got plenty of field trips coming up too so this should get interesting. :)

Sunday, May 12, 2013

A challenge to "give back to the blogging world" and Double Decker

I talk nonstop about all of the fabulous Blogs that I stalk on a daily basis but before now I kind of thought that they were reserved for mommas with babies or design folks...both of which do not apply to me. I mean lets be honest I have a zillion kid stories from my little west side darlings but if I started taking selfies and tagging where my not so designer clothes came from I might make myself depressed/become the laughing stock between friends. I say these things to get to my main point in updating this ole blog...Kyle says it's really not "fair" (whatever that means) that I take from the blog community but never give back. I do sometimes post comments anonymously (mostly because I'm not sure how to change that setting) but I don't guess that counts.

For Kyle's birthday I gave him a Moore Family Yearbook that has pictures, records of fun moments, etc. (Isn't that just like a good wife...gift something to your husband that you really want. I'm pretty sure that no husband wants anything that their wife pinned on Pintrest...unless it has something to do with hot wings...in which case my Kyle doesn't care where it comes from just as long as they're extra spicy.) Anyways, at the least, if I can get better about keeping up with our lives on something like this then maybe I'll also hold myself more accountable to documenting our lives in pictures.

Example A of why my "life moments" need to be better documented:

The only picture that I had to record Bryson's fall trip to Chicago was a "fat face" picture Leslie took while we drank champagne in someones company borrowed suburban at a NU football tailgate. At least it's funny...


I write all of this, in the longest and most round about way, to say that I hope to be better about posting and keeping at least one reader (Momma I know you'll be a follower) updated on our lives.

So without further rumblings...lets get to our first real post and photo dump.

                                Double Decker 2013


Lawd. Could the weekend have been more perfect? Kyle and I literally had the most perfect timing at the airport bright and early Friday morning, we enjoyed a fabulous day of visiting with our sweet GanGan (golf for the boys), and a "no rain" Double Decker day. I.LOVE.Oxford.

If you follow me on Instagram @georgiaanne or are friends with me on the good ole stalking machine of Facebook then you've already seen the annoyingly high number of pictures I uploaded. Honestly, I just think that a good "Nashville" edited Instagram makes everyone/thing look better--even after a long day of Double Decker-ing. (Can I get an a'men?)

So here's the run down:

Friday morning MA and Timmy picked us up in Memphis and we headed to Oxford. This precious lady met us there and MA, GanGan, and I enjoyed our yearly girls lunch at City Grocery.

                                              How precious is this lady? We love her.
 We drove GanGan back to Pontotoc and she encouraged me to take a look at her brandied fruit since my concoction didn't turn out so well in December. (Our 25 year old son/house guest at the time,Eamon, was pretty sure that I was just making something that would eventually kill us all either by exploding or when we actually consumed it. BTW it was sadly thrown out after a solid month of me trying various trick from GanGan in an attempt to salvage the friendship potion.)


The boys played a little golf and MA and I proceeded to make our way around to all of our Oxford favorites. Later that night, MA and I enjoyed spending some time with Rachel and Clay before their big engagement celebration. At approximately 9:30 (as predicted by Rachel herself) Kyle and I managed to make it over to see all of the girls and the husbands at Alicia's house. Oh how I enjoy our friends.


                                                      #thehigheryourhairthecloseryouaretogod


Saturday MA and I woke up early, grabbed tea and a muffin, and walked around Oxford. I love looking at all of the homes that surround the Square and walking my old college route made me wish that I still lived there! (PS-I actually LOVE living in Chicago and walking around here too...its just that it snowed here the weekend before DD and...its about 40 degrees here still...AHHH!!) Momma and Daddy arrived right before noon and we spent the rest of the day walking around and looking at all of the arts and crafts and listening to the bands. For a 95% chance of rain kind of day, there wasn't a single drop until we were finishing up dinner at Chef/Little Brother Rob's restaurant McEwens. If you haven't eaten there yet, I highly recommend it plus the Exec. Chef is pretty awesome if I do say so myself.

And...here's a photo dump of the day...

                 My Daddy, Kyle, and Timmy (MA's husband) solving the problems of the world.
                                                            Kyle, Yours Truly, and Bryson
                                 Sweet Kyle, celebrating one year since being accepted to Kellogg.

                                                 "Thanks for all that you do for me, Barry."
                                                        Missing the Moore parents

                                                    Bryson, Your Truly, Kyle, and Ryan
                                                 Executive Chef Rob "Danger" Ray
                                                     Proud Momma, Rob, and Daddy
                                                  Family picture minus Rob and Duff

(Of course, we missed Baby Brother Duff who was in Austin, TX for a wedding and Big Jim and Jeane who were in the BVI.)

Saturday Momma, Daddy, and I took another stroll around the Square before we all met up for pizza at Soulshine. We truly had the best time and could not have planned for anything better. The weather was wonderful and the company was even better. We are truly blessed.




Goodness gracious...that's a long first post.




Thursday, September 13, 2012

Why I am "On Strike"



Hey Friends,

I have been truly overwhelmed by the support that friends from all over have shown me this week as I stand strong for a population that is not yet able to stand for themselves. Friends from D.C., Mississippi, Seattle, and California have texted, worn red, and “liked” my post to show their love, support, and understanding. I wanted to put some things into perspective for those who may not know what it means to be a teacher, yet alone a teacher in the country’s 3rd largest district that also services 80% of students who qualify for free and reduced lunch (aka poverty). My feelings have been crushed at some of the comments that people have made about teachers and the 1% signs (flipping of the middle finger) that more than a hand full of white men driving BMWs or Mercedes have flashed me this week.

Beginning Monday afternoon, instead of holding an “On Strike” sign I held a sign that read, “Please ask me why I am on strike before you say something ugly or tell me to go back to work. I want to share my stories. I want to help you understand. PLEASE stop me and ask. J” I did this for people who I encountered on the street and just as I write this message to you whom I cannot talk face-to-face with. If something is unclear PLEASE send me your questions. I truly want to help you understand my students’ and my perspective on what this strike means for the future of public education in CPS and ultimately my students and your (future) children.

There has been much confusion/concern about why CTU is striking. Legally (http://www.ilga.gov/legislation/ilcs/ilcs3.asp?ActID=1177&ChapterID=19), we can strike over OUR compensation, OUR working conditions, and OUR evaluations. We cannot strike over things for students such as their class size. CTU’s rights were limited with provisional bargaining and it is the choice of CPS as to what we can bargain over. For example, we asked for a 30% raise, knowing we wouldn’t get it, so that CPS would open bargaining concerning student issues such as money for supplies/materials, technology, smaller class size, etc. We made wild demands to force CPS to allow us to talk about the things that our kids need. So when you see in the news that CTU is striking over compensation, working conditions, and evaluations know that within those issues that we can legally strike over are dozens of student issues that we can only “fight” for.  

Why I am striking/fighting…


Students who came out to picket with us on Wednesday. 

A Better School Day (Fighting):
I am ALL for more time with my kids. Last year I was told by my Network (a sub-division of CPS) that I was NOT to teach social studies AT ALL and that I was not to teach science during “peak testing windows” which equates to between 2 and 4 months/year. Remember…this came from CPS. Each day my students attended 40 minutes of “resource” which consisted of them going into a computer lab with either a highly qualified art teacher OR a day-to-day sub to work on standardized test prep materials on a computer based software. My students attended this type of class 4 out of 5 days per week. They did not attend music, foreign language, or library (for one, we did not have funding for these positions from CPS) but instead spent their time doing a task that has NOTHING to do with their ability to be successful in the real world much less assist them in being college and career ready. With this “Better School Day” CPS is delivering a low blow to teachers saying that it is our fault that students were not receiving these necessary extras when in reality their absence was coming straight from CPS.

Air Conditioning (Fighting and Striking):
Have you ever tried to be productive/motivated/successful when it’s above 90…even 80 inside of your office?  My students and I withstand this heat for 4-6+ weeks each year. It’s 2012 and the only air circulation that we have comes from 3 box fans that I bought with personal funds. Students often have to go home because they get sick in the heat. We must have a plan for installing, at the least, window units, in all classrooms if we want our students to be engaged for a longer/better school day and year.

Why Shouldn’t CPS teachers ask for air conditioning:

Wrap Around Services (Fighting):
Staff such as nurses, social workers, psychologist, speech therapist, etc. are assigned to no less than 5 schools with a case load of well over 100 students. This means that my students who require any of these services only receive them once per week, given the staff member isn’t ill, at a mandatory CPS meeting/professional development, or something else.  Most of my students who need these resources rely on them at the school level. Without them students continue to suffer from emotional, developmental, and physical conditions which may not be cared for by a professional outside of school.

Technology (Fighting):
The technology provided to me by CPS consist of one overhead projector (yes, the one with the hot bulb inside) and a refurbished “teacher” computer. Through donations from generous friends and Kyle and my personal funds my students also have 3 refurbished computers, a laptop, an iPad, a LCD projector (hooks up to the computer), digital camera, and a flip video camera. Most students NEVER learn how to use these other resources until they reach high school…if even.  How can CPS expect my students to be college and career ready when they are still 20+ years behind in technology?  With these resources students conduct research, engage in social science projects that include Skyping, interviewing, and analyzing data, record and analyze their fluency in order to set goals and monitor their growth, and much more. (I would LOVE to tell you about all the cool things we are doing!!!)

Teacher Evaluations (Striking):
I am all for fair teacher evaluations. When done professionally and correctly they serve as a means for teachers to receive praise for their strengths and support for their biggest needs. The modified Charlotte Danielson rubric that principals will be using this year is 100x better than the check list they have used in the past which included, and I kid you not, whether teachers had posters hanging around the room. Some concerns are that principals are not receiving adequate training on the evaluation process and that the way students’ standardized test scores will be factored into MY evaluation is anything but a true representation of my ability to teach. In my west side school, over half of the students enter my room reading well below the expected third grade reading levels. Some students are as low as kindergarten level and barley recognize letter-sound relationships. There are a multitude of reasons behind this issue: the fact that there have been 30+ other students in their classrooms between PreK-3rd grade so their teacher was not physically able to provide them with the intensive differentiated instruction that they needed, our school’s specialized service teachers (speech therapy, psychologist, nurse, social worker, etc) only come once a week and have 100+ other students on their case load, they need glasses or the ones they have are broken/the wrong prescription, and many more that I would be happy to explain further if you are interested.
One person wrote this on FB about teachers being held accountable: 

“All I am saying is, there needs to be an awareness that there are other people who work just as hard for longer periods of time (whether its extra hours or not) and
 do a better job at what they are doing.”

Let me give a quick analogy in terms of a coaches being held accountable for their teams’ successes or failures. Imagine that the football team you are coaching consist of players whom you were not able to hand pick. You must take them all. Homeless, hungry, emotionally, physically, and developmentally disabled, players with behavioral issues, and those who are not highly motivated. Now mind you, you are working hard…long hours, little respect…you are giving it you’re all. But you see there is this other team (Charter schools) who get to hand pick the students that they accept onto their team, they also receive additional resources, and are free to “let go” of players who do not fit with their teams’  philosophy and mission. Oh and by the way…you get those kids as well as kids who have missed most of their other games or who have been kicked off of other teams…during the middle of a game throughout the season. You may be thinking…you know what I can still do this. All kids deserve a chance. BUT then the head of the league tells you that you can’t actually have footballs or pads. If you want, YOU can buy the helmets though…after all you are making $1,400 more this year. Additionally, players will need to spend about 1/2-3/4 of practice taking a few tests to see if they are ready to play.  Good luck…oh and if you’re players don’t measure up you’re fired. May the odds be forever in your favor! J

Teachers have such a small amount of control over students’ lives outside of the school day.  Relying so heavily on student test scores is an unfair way to evaluate teachers without taking outside factors into account. Have you ever had to come to school with stitches IN your eye because the man in your mother’s life was actually married and during a domestic brawl he threw a glass coke bottle at your face? What about the kid who’s father was killed one week and then forced to take one of these standardized tests the next or else he would have to go to summer school? Diontae, the one in the picture with the glasses...his glasses were broken AND the wrong prescription until Christmas time when Kyle’s generous boss donated money for ME to take him to get a new pair. Oh and his house burnt down causing him to have to bounce from house to house throughout the year… These stories follow most (not all) of my students and affect their school/learning lives.  Count your blessings if you know none of these struggles, came home to a stable family, and were supported in private or affluent schools growing up.

The proposed teacher evaluations will simply run off good teachers from the areas where they are needed the most. Who would be motivated/willing to devote themselves and their family’s livelihood to working in a place with such unpredictable outcomes? In this evaluation system when you fail to measure student growth (while in my class) and instead focus on unreliable standardized testing the cards are stacked against teachers, including me.

Time spent on standardized tests (Fighting and Striking):
Within the first week of school (4 days mind you…) I was mandated to give my students a total of 7 tests from either my network or CPS. Each test took at least 30 minutes, was culturally biased, and is used by our network/CPS to evaluate ME. Let me set the stage…there are 22 eight-year-olds, its 85 degrees, my kids are begging to continue with their personal narratives that we started the day before during Writers’ Workshop, and I have to stop them to administer two of these tests. They worked hard for the first 10 minutes or so but then began to lose it. Remember now, half of my class is below the expected grade level and are doing their best to decode any word they can…then come the melt downs. “Mrs. Moore, I really am trying…Mrs. Moore my stomach hurts, can I get water…” and then just the silent tears. I quickly realized that everyone needed a Popsicle break and pep talk. Soon thereafter I abandoned the tests because I know that my students are more than test scores and that my time with them is best spent TEACHING!  Each year between January and March the same thing happens. I am mandated to teach towards standardized tests instead of providing students with authentic, engaging, critical thinking driven activities. Of course the achievement gap grows daily…when will testing skills outweigh those actually needed to be a productive citizen?

And finally the most talked about issue:
Raise (Striking): Everyone has seen the e-card that reads, “I became a teacher for the money...said no teacher ever.” The news is reporting that the average teacher in CPS makes 75K. That figure was found after they added in teachers’ benefits package. In truth, the average teacher brings home less than 56K a year. Keep in mind too that CPS teachers MUST live in the city of Chicago therefore making the cost of living higher. Last year we were promised a 4% raise and were then told that the board was out of money. Fine. Okay. It happens. BUT CPS then found $150,000 for any school willing to commit to working an hour and a half longer school day. (PS-The teachers did not receive this money even if their school signed off on it…)While I know this amount would not have been enough to finance a 4% raise for all 30,000 Union members…just the fact that we were lied to and tricked into unfair labor made me question Rahm and Brizzard. Fast forward to this past July when the fact finder published his report saying that based on the additional work load CPS was asking from teachers, a 19% raise would be fair.
Who are we kidding, no one, not even CTU, honestly thought that CPS would even entertain that figure. Karen Lewis, CTU President, said Sunday night before the strike that the issue of raises was close to being settled. Teachers will probably receive less than 3% during the first year and 2% for the following 3 years. Hey, any raise is fine by me. I completely understand that many people in the country haven’t received a raise in years---that’s not fair either and I wish that they had a collective bargaining group to stand up for them. Just because one person hasn’t been given something they deserve doesn’t mean that another group shouldn’t either.

Earlier this week I was asked, “Since the raise wasn’t the biggest issue for most teachers, will you and others be putting your raises into a fund for students?” My response was this: Most teachers spend hundreds, if not thousands, of dollars every year on school supplies, copies, field trips, incentives, and other miscellaneous items that are needed to maintain a successful classroom environment. Many of my students come to school without so much as a pencil let alone any additional “supply money” for things such as subscriptions to A Time for Kids, science manipulatives/materials, or books for the classroom library. Every year Kyle and I spend over $1,200 buying needed materials for my classroom. No one is asking for a pat on the back here because I know that all of my friends would do the exact same thing in my situation, however, I would like to know how much people in the business world give back to their companies…My point being that, yes, I will continue to support my students financially.

Kyle and I have no children of our own (yet) so the students of Chicago are my children. I dream about them, worry over them, devote myself to them, and show them the love that I hope all of my future children receive from their teachers. If Kyle would let me, I’d bring some home with me too. I hope that my story has helped you to have a better understanding of why I am on strike. Believe me, we would all rather be in the classroom. The emotional, mental, and physical exhaustion from a strike is far worse than a 90 degree classroom in a community with the 3rd highest murder rate in the city…
I am honored to be a part of this strike. I am making history and being the change that I want to see in the world. I invite anyone to come into my west side classroom once the strike is over in order to get a true idea of what public education looks like. Stare inequality in the face, see the hard work that we do, and then form your opinions about teachers.

Thank you for your support!

Georgia Anne Moore
3rd Grade Teacher, Reading Specialist, and National Board Candidate

Signs with my students' faces that read:
  • "How motivated/successful are you in 95 degree heat? My students withstand this heat for  4-6+ weeks per year. I love my students and stand strong for them!"
  • "This is NOT about MY pay...I will always measure up. This is about my kids...they are NOT standardized test scores. They ARE our future and they deserve MORE."
  • "Please stop and ask my why I am striking before you say something ugly or tell me to go back to work. I want to share my stories with you. I want to help you understand. PLEASE stop me and ask." 
Video:

Student Leading Chant at Rally



This is an outstanding speech from a lawyer, taxpayer, and CPS parent:

Excellent research based information about issues being negotiated:
Additional “Why I am striking…”
http://www.suntimes.com/news/otherviews/15068666-452/hard-facts-behind-union-board-dispute.html


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If you like, you may choose to donate to our classroom here: http://www.donorschoose.org/we-teach/1493934?active=true Please do NOT feel like you should do this. I wrote this post to inform others but have had a few emails asking how people can help. Thanks for reading! :)

Sunday, January 2, 2011

Hello Blogging... I'm not sure how to do this...

Well... my cell phone is too ancient to have internet much less the ability to keep up with Twitter, Facebook, or any of the other things my husband and friends follow, I decided that I needed some way to stay abreast with the world of technology.  Plus, let’s be honest, I love reading other people’s blogs and wanted a try at my own. 

Though my spelling may be bad and my thoughts may be a ramble at times, I think this will be a good way to keep track all of the fun times we have in Chicago.  Enjoy!