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name - faith
age - 28
screenname - barefootnhippie
email - barefootnhippie@yahoo.com

at the moment: The current mood of barefootnhippie at www.imood.com

current reads:
night
searching for god knows what
a walk in the woods
assasination vacation


hobbies:
coloring in the spaces of the pretty, pretty tax forms
breathing yogalates and cardio hip-hop classes
waiting, always waiting, for my next direction

chores:
pretending to direct HS play rehearsals
grading students' essays
dealing with the men in my life

The Cool Kids
touching silence
magnolia coffee
i really am a real teacher
crooked letter, crooked letter
the last in the adventures...
get your learn on
first take
how to write a personal narrative
hippie's 100
the erotic edge

Interesting Strangers
deep south comic
american undershirt
tcwh
snowshoe crab
queen goddess
le petit hiboux

The Rest of the World
MSNBC
dave barry's blog
serenity blog
the onion
the smoking gun
weight watchers
self
kairos
NCTE


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27 November 2005

CRAZY TALK:

i was reading ben's blog this morning, and i realized that i actually missed teaching in the delta. if educational inequity is really the civil-rights issue of our generation (and i believe that it is), then what am i doing teaching where i am? i'm contributing nothing to the lives of my students. they all just think that i'm the wacky liberal woman who yammers on at them about books that they don't like; nothing that i say is taken seriously - all i do is make them mad. and what the hell am i doing teaching in a rural area anyway, when i moved back home to teach in my city, to make a difference in the lives of urban students, to help revitalize a dying community?

our local representatives of the judy girls (my mom, her sisters, my grandmother and the female cousins in our family) were having a discussion about how to save the town that we live in. we're dying right now. most of the corporate employees of our local fortune-500 company are moving into the outlying areas (thank you, thank you, urban sprawl) and/or sending their children to private schools; our tax-base to fund our schools has shifted to outside the city limits. businesses within the city are closing - walmarts, new suburban malls, and online shopping have taken over. i took a walk around my neighborhood the other day - i live about two blocks from the university in town - and all i saw was trash. literally. broken beer bottles and plastic cups, papers flying around. our home is becoming a wasteland.

but we have a plan. here are the basics:
  1. all city employees, board members, etc. (including teachers) should live within the city limits and send their children to public schools - my contribution
  2. public transportation should be free
  3. incentives should be provided by the big corporations to their employees that would support them living in the city, as opposed to the suburbs
  4. grants for new businesses that have a desire to open in the city

any other ideas? we're thinking of getting a committee together (we're fairly well-connected) and approaching the city council and the papers and whatnot.

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