Thought Provoking

I saw an interesting link at Marcy's Musings today: Dumbing Down America. Like Marcy, I thought the video was interesting (but not terribly surprising, sadly), but it was the last paragraph that really got me thinking.

Then consider the greater than $48,000 average cost (four years) of state college tuition and the fact that many students (I’ve seen figures as high as 78.7%) require remediation once they are there. Consider that in 2005, starting salary averages for college grads were between $29,733 and $53,279. Add to it all the idea that you need be degreed before you can answer a phone and it becomes clear that our education system has been set up to weigh students down in debt before they make a dime.

I was lucky to not have excessive debt when I got out of school, thanks to grants and loans from my parents. I did have some government loans, but they weren't crippling when I finally got started in the real work force (not counting my au pair stint). I have no idea what my kids are going to do in 10 years when they reach college age.

Seriously?

I took the girls skating last week to a rink that is fairly close to our co-op. It was billed as "homeschool skate," so I figured we might see some friends from co-op. Nope, didn't see anyone I knew, which wasn't a big deal. The girls had fun, liked skating with the other kids. There were a few teens, but no one was rowdy. I even saw a few deliberately go out of their way to avoid my oblivious younger child when she skated into their path.

The musical choices were interesting. Ok, interesting isn't the right word. I'll let you guys come up with a better adjective in the comments. I noticed early on that there was a distinctly Christian vibe going on. It was kind of hard to make out all the lyrics, but I caught a few talking about Jesus and my Savior, etc. Hm. Not my cup of tea, but they also played the Scooby Doo theme song, which thrilled Lauren to death. However, when I heard lyrics like, "would you take the nails from his hands; would you take the sword from his side," that was excessive to me.

Here's the kicker: I was talking with the manager, and she asked me, "Do you find the Hokey Pokey offensive?" I actually turned around to look at her. "Do I what? Huh? What?" Utterly perplexed. What the hell is offensive about the Hokey Pokey? She told me that someone from this particular group had complained about the Hokey Pokey and the Chicken Dance, because both have you "shake your butt."

Are you kidding me? I told her that as long as it wasn't "Baby Got Back," I was pretty much ok. She laughed and said that was for Friday Nights, ha! I'm not in favor of sexualizing children, but I think those two songs are pretty innocent.

I think that if we went back to that rink (which is unlikely, since I've found one closer that also has daytime "homeschool" skating), I'd have to ask them to alter their music.

In other news, our online library network has been down for a few days, and it is killing me that I can't put any books on hold. What is up, librarians?

Close Call

Lauren got some new skates for Christmas, and she & Sarah love skating around the basement. She's fallen a few times, but been ok. So when I hear her start crying really hard yesterday, I didn't wait to head down to the basement. She was standing up again, but still crying really hard. I didn't see anything, and was about to tell her she was ok, when I noticed a little blood on the under side of her chin. Whoops, a little scrape, I thought. I briefly wondered how she would do that--wouldn't she put out her hands as she fell, stopping her from scraping her chin on the floor?

We got her skates off, and brought her upstairs for a drink of water. She wanted a Band Aid (she loves Band Aids, wants them for every little thing), but I told her I had to clean it off first. When I took a closer look, I realized it wasn't a scrape, bit rather a slice, and a fairly substantial one at that. She was still doing that sobbing, can't catch my breath thing, so I got her a little more calmed down, then called our neighbor (thank you again, God, for moving me across the street from a family where both parents are nurses). The dad was home and confirmed my feeling that a visit to the Urgent Care Facility was in order. (We also found out that what she hit her chin on was a wooden doll bed. More incentive to do a mass garbage dump of all the stuff down there!)

I have to say, the UC did a good job--we were there less than an hour, and in the end Lauren didn't need stitches after all, but only a Steri-Strip and a gauze strip & some tape. A Super Band Aid, if you will! She even made it to dance class after that, and where is she right now?

Down in the basement with Sarah, rollerskating. Back on the horse, that's my girl!

Not Quite What I Expected

The flight down to Orlando was good. I hadn't gotten much sleep, though, so I was a little groggy all day. There were two other instructors that came down on the same flight, and at various times, we all asked each other, "Are we all here for the same job? Is this training, or an interview?" We all thought we "had the job," and all the hours that went with it.

In actuality, the company wants a pool of potential instructors up here, so that as they get more clients, they have people that they've already seen, and already know how to use the materials. Also, the current client is apparently being a little flaky and not ready for more than one class to start right now.

For me, this in an inconvenience. I don't want full time work, and the $ that I bring in is to make our lives easier. We can still pay the bills if I'm short on hours, although there's a lot less wiggle room. The other two instructors are both single. For them, the job is the main source of their income. I felt badly for them, especially the one who said that he'd turned down other opportunities because he thought this was a done deal.

So this job isn't quite what I thought it would be. In a way it's good--I won't have to reschedule as much stuff, and if I can get my evening classes running again, that would actually work out better. I'll be calling to try to get that rolling in about an hour.

Can I ask for more luck again? :)

Ouch

"My" car has been having trouble lately. (Note: "my" car is actually the kids' car, no matter which of us is driving it.) It's been stalling out while driving, which is really unnerving. It hasn't done it on the highway, but who's to say that it won't eventually?

I took it in to the place where we get our oil changed, and they told me that it needs a tune up, and for the fuel injectors to be replaced. $300. I took it to a mechanic for a second opinion, and although they agree with the tune up, they said nothing about the fuel injectors, even though I mentioned it. They also said that a ball joint needs to be replaced immediately, as it's dangerous. $167 for the tune up, $152 for the ball joint.

He also mentioned that it was badly behind on maintenance, which I conceded. The other things that are going to have to be taken care of this spring are:

• rear brakes & rotors--$179
• two new tires & alignment--$196
• struts & mounts--$359
• spring insulator bushings--$85
• fuel system cleaning--$85

I really hope this new job pans out.

Today's List

Today's To Do List included things like laundry, dishes, library, groceries. It also included "get a job." I haven't been working much lately (like four hours a month), and it's been frustrating. The money I bring in really does make a big difference to us, even though it isn't a lot. I don't want to work a lot of hours, but something reliable and steady is so helpful.

I went on line to check out Craigslist, and there amid the ads for "type at home," Kaplan test centers, teaching in China, and piano & voice teachers, there was one for "Certified German Teacher Needed."

Well. There you go.

I checked it out, and it's for an instructor for a group of professionals, and looks like it's in my area (I generally try not to drive more than half an hour to a class site). I called about it, and it sounded promising. It would be four days a week, two hours a day. I prefer to work more hours on fewer days, but that wouldn't be an option here. There would be some scheduling issues, with dance classes and co-op, but I can work those out.

They're based in Orlando, and would fly me down a week from Friday for a couple workshops and for me to do a presentation so they can see my teaching style and how I work with their materials. I'd just be there for the day, but Jeff is already teasing me about clubbing with cabana boys, etc. The whole thing made me a little nervous at first (finding a job on Craigslist is kind of like finding a spouse in a chat room--it happens, but it's kind of unconventional, and what if they're not on the up and up?), but I think I'm going for it.

I'm going to be so nervous about this for the next ten days . . .