Life's a bitch and so are you.
I wanna die on the highest high. It's not over, till It's over. I wanna stay here forever.
Living fast. Dying young
It's not always easy, but McFly's here forever. Life's a climb, but the view is great. Once a Jonas fan. Always a Jonas fan.
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Because treating people fairly often means treating them differently.
This is something that I teach my students during the first week of school and they understand it. Eight year olds can understand this and all it costs is a box of band-aids.
I have each students pretend they got hurt and need a band-aid. Children love band-aids. I ask the first one where they are hurt. If he says his finger, I put the band-aid on his finger. Then I ask the second one where they are hurt. No matter what that child says, I put the band-aid on their finger exactly like the first child. I keep doing that through the whole class. No matter where they say their pretend injury is, I do the same thing I did with the first one.
After they all have band-aids in the same spot, I ask if that actually helped any of them other than the first child. I say, “Well, I helped all of you the same! You all have one band-aid!” And they’ll try to get me to understand that they were hurt somewhere else. I act like I’m just now understanding it. Then I explain, “There might be moments this year where some of you get different things because you need them differently, just like you needed a band-aid in a different spot.”
If at any time any of my students ask why one student has a different assignment, or gets taken out of the class for a subject, or gets another teacher to come in and help them throughout the year, I remind my students of the band-aids they got at the start of the school year and they stop complaining. That’s why eight year olds can understand equity.
I remember reading somewhere once “we should be speaking of equity instead of equality” and that is a principle that applies here me thinks
I will reblog this every time it shows up on my dash, because, frankly, the world cannot get enough reminders.
Josey was found 3 hours after they rented the boat, alone, asleep and wearing a life jacket, and he told the police that Naya jumped into the water and never resurfaced, and it’s sickening that people are making jokes about it now when a four year old might have lost his mother and that will be something that will haunt him for the rest of his life!!!! Do not make light of this situation!!!! You don’t have to like her, just don’t say anything then, if I see one more post being like, “I don’t like Naya Rivera and she is a bad person who did this and that, BUT…” JUST SHUT UP!! I hope that she is found.
I know it’s dark right now and dangerous for divers to be going out there in the murky waters, but, boats with giant police flashlights and termal equipment should absolutely, absolutely still be there? Suspending the search for 12 hours is losing 12 hours that Naya doesn’t have!!!!!
