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spare the rod, spoil the child…

…At least that’s how they’re starting to feel in Central Georgia.  According to this article in the AJC, some schools in Central Georgia will be bringing back the paddle.  Here’s an excerpt of the article:

The Twiggs County school board reinstated its corporal punishment policy this summer to allow students to be spanked to curb misbehavior.

Some board members felt that in many cases, detention for students or a scolding wasn’t working.

“We had a policy but we weren’t using it,” said Ethel Stanley, one of the board’s five members. “Sometimes smaller kids will obey better if they have a paddling. The more you give them rope, the more they try.

“It’s something to deter them,” she said.

Last year, Twiggs County schools reported more than 300 student misconduct incidents and 62 fights, according to a state report. The system has about 1,100 students.

At least two board members said student discipline problems are also a factor in higher-than-normal teacher turnover this past school year, and officials are trying ways to improve student achievement.

Most of the system’s source of misbehavior comes from middle-schoolers, said Levi Rozier, Twiggs County’s campus police chief.

“That’s when they’re finding themselves,” Rozier said.

But for the deterrent to work, teachers and principals will need to be consistent when correcting students’ behavior, and parents will have to accept the change, he said.

“It has to be bought in by parents,” he said.

Twiggs parents will have to sign a permission slip for their child to be paddled by an administrator, and witnesses will have to be in the room, Stanley and board member Johnnie Moore said. There also will be a meeting to inform parents of the changes, Stanley said.

The teacher part of me agrees that sometimes you do want to paddle- and maybe even bust a kid in the head.  I was paddled in school, and I was spanked at home.  I think I turned out alright.  However, the other teacher part of me doesn’t want to be placed in a situation where the parents are angry at me for spanking their child, even if they did sign the permission slip.  There’s always the chance they could feel like you went too far or that the child’s behavior doesn’t warrant a paddling.

On another blog on AJC.com, a reader commented that there would also probably be a racial component, where black parents wouldn’t want a white teacher paddling their child.  I’m not too sure about the racial component- I think all parents are hesitant about letting someone else lay hands on their child.  Period.  Anyhow, this could be very interesting.  I wonder if they keep statistics about who’s paddled and for what.  I’d like to know that information.


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It’s Official…

…I’m now in Florida. And since I now have cable and internet, I’m writing this post from my very own apartment in Florida.

These last few days have been a blur. I had my last day at work at Georgia Gwinnett College on July 18, left work, ran some errands and said some last minute goodbyes, finished packing the apartment and UHaul, loaded Maddie the Mazda on the car tow, and left Athens, GA around midnight. After driving/sleeping/good overnight conversation, we (my best friend Ty and I) arrived at the apartment complex around Noon on Saturday, July 19. That then started the rush to get the truck unloaded and all the furniture put together before Ty flew back to NC to continue his regularly scheduled life.

So, what do I think? Well, I made it. I’m here. While I had a mini breakdown moment on Friday at work when they had a surprise going away party for me, I really had the breakdown moment on Saturday evening after Ty and I raced around Target trying to get a long list of apartment essentials. For some reason, it really hit me that I was starting a new chapter in my life at that point and all the tears that I hadn’t shed began to flow pretty freely. I also think that feeling exhausted to the next level (after getting about 4 hours of sleep in a moving truck) played a part in it, also. At any rate- the best solution I could come up with is to curl up on my new sofa with my long term partner in crime: my teddy bear Fuzzy (we’ve been rolling tight for 23 years). And it seems that some sleep, a hug from Ty, and some encouraging words helped a lot.

So now what? Well I’m still unpacking some stuff. I immediately realized that when my mom comes to visit in about a week or so, we’ll have to do some serious cleaning out of the closet, because I transferred all my clothes to a walk-in closet and it’s already close to full! I also realized that in the mean time, I’ll have to stop doing something that I love- BUYING BOOKS- because I have SO. MANY. BOOKS. Hopefully the bookshelf game will be upgraded in the next couple of days, but right now, the boxes of books are stored in the laundry room.

Do I like it? I like what I’ve seen thus far. It’s very picturesque, and being a mile from the beach doesn’t hurt. It IS expensive (a quarter pounder with cheese value meal from McDonald’s cost me almost $7), which is, of course, a draw back. Lots of people ride their bikes, which gives me incentive to save my money for one, especially considering how close Publix, Walgreens, and Walmart are. I’ve seen a mix of people, and it’s definitely not the “south” (people don’t say “Hi” or “Excuse me” or any of that stuff that I’m used to). It’s cool for what it is, and I’m sure I’ll like it more once I see more and get fully acquainted to where I am. I was also very excited to learn that one of my UGA classmates is down here working with Miami Teaching Fellows. At least I’ll have someone I know down here for 2 years.

Moving down here has been a huge leap of faith, and at each point where I thought I wanted to give up or change my mind, there have been people to encourage me and uplift me.  I’m grateful to God for the opportunity and the experience, and I look forward to all that’s to come (and that includes visits from you all).

Well well, I think that’s all for now. I’m off to do more unpacking.