A student enters the conversation. There’s only a little bit more of Haberek to see, and I’ll post them all as I think his critical view is important to hear, in part because of the desire of many people to supress or ignore unpleasant perspectives.
As much as I like seeing you act like a jackass, I think these are some of the best videos I’ve seen in a long time. How does this guy manage to go to work every morning? Dedication can only get you so far. Then again, he does get to look at the lovely Danielle. Nice ‘podcast’ over on Madge’s site the other day, btw. Peak oil shmeek oil.
Another great entry. At least he has a student who understands what is going on. And I hope she knows what he’s going through and what he must do.
Ben Haberek was one-half of a teacher-power-pair that made my high school experience not suck. (Mrs. Edgar being the other for those keeping track).
Watching this series is depressing in an eye-opening way. I’ve forwarded it to the people I know who are going for a degree in education, letting them know I aim not to discourage but make them aware of the shit that comes with the territory.
Ben Haberek taught me to embrace the silly impulses that come with video entertainment and encouraged creativity, but I really can’t remember anything from his math courses.
The next questions are of course for the students. What do they feel / think / imagine the world to be? Are they nihilists? OMG. What a great series. Thanks.
I like these videos. They remind me of the video you made awhile back of the guy who works at the local liquor store. Keep em coming.
Yeah that bell curve’s a bummer.
Good, no, GREAT series. I’ve always been jealous of my private schooled friends and people who have been educated in foreign schools. Leaps and bounds ahead of all us left behind.
I went to a private school from grades 3 through 12. I remember getting in trouble if I didn’t do my homework. I remember having to do extra chores because I didn’t get something done. I worked hard. My parents worked hard to help me learn. I remember studying with my cousin. I remember late nights working on english papers with my mom. She was the best at english, and history. I remember learning math from my dad. He taught me math tricks before I even started school. I remember reading with my parents every night before going to bed from went I was old enough to lay in my mom or dads arms. I was basically home schooled until 3rd grade.