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Due to concerns with my future job as a teacher, this Livejournal will be from here on out viewable from people ONLY on my Friends List, and then only if you're logged in. If you're not on it and think you should be, post in the comments and I'll fix you up. New Third City entries, by the way!

I'm going back through my previous entries and changing those, too.


Deadline coming up...

Michigan's deadline to register to vote in the November 4th Presidential Election is MONDAY. Most Secretary of State's offices quiet down by 4:30pm and close at 5:00pm.

I don't care who you vote for, just register to vote and do it!

"Facilitated Communication"

FYI, as I'm working on my Mid-Term.

There's a recurring fad out there for special needs kids who have severe difficulty communicating, especially for Autistic kids nowadays, and it's called Facilitated Communication. Basically, the child has an adult helper who supports the hand of a child holding a baton of some sort and the child uses the baton to type out stuff on a sort of keyboard.

Parents and facilitators rave about this, saying that it's given a voice to their otherwise non-verbal autistic/etc child. There was just a special on that on local News channel.

It's complete and utter bull****. There is no research that supports it, and piles of research to debunk it. It's exactly what some people call the Ouiji board effect. Subconsciously or no, the facilitator is calling the shots, and double-blind tests have proven it--even if the manipulation is subconscious.

Don't let your friends be taken in by this completely unreliable and often cruel scam.

Oh yeah, and "special glasses" for dyslexia that are little more than tinted lenses are a scam, too.

The more I learn about disabilities the angrier I get at people trying to take advantage of desperate parents.

Good stuff!

My Prof for SPE 505 Inclusion shared the first two with the class. :)

Psst... Here's a Secret, Guys...

Hey guys. Girls love handwritten notes. Even if they're really short. I've kept every single note Todd's written me.

A little late, but...

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<a href-"http://beckyzoole.livejournal.com/395310.html">I'm joining in the Livejournal content strike</a>.

Because of <a href-"http://news.livejournal.com/">this</a>, I'm logging out and will not resume using my LJ until tomorrow after 8pm</a>.

No free accounts? Even if it's to new users, that sucks.


HAHA!! Hillary gets booed.

First minute or so and the last thirty seconds are classic.

The phone rings. I pick up.

"Thanks for calling Elegant Bridal, this is Jen. How can I help you?"

"Is Elizabeth there?"

My boss is out to lunch. "No, but I can take a mess--"



Dedicated to Rachel...

I think I've posted this before, but it bears repeating.

Introduction to Poetry
Billy Collins

I ask them to take a poem
and hold it up to the light
like a color slide

or press an ear against its hive.

I say drop a mouse into a poem
and watch him probe his way out,

or walk inside the poem's room
and feel the walls for a light switch.

I want them to waterski
across the surface of a poem
waving at the author's name on the shore.

But all they want to do
is tie the poem to a chair with rope
and torture a confession out of it.

They begin beating it with a hose
to find out what it really means.

from The Apple that Astonished Paris, 1996
University of Arkansas Press, Fayetteville, Ark.