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Keep in mind this.
1. The teachers of the 1900-1960 period were mostly people who’d done one single year at some teacher’s junior-level college, gotten a certificate, actively read the classics, and structured the classes to fit their way of teaching. In the late 1960s as I attended, they still had a couple of teachers without any bachelor degrees.
2. If a person had a deep background in physics, and wanted to take five years off from their professional side to be a regular science teacher...most states would make it a hard and difficult experience getting the stupid certificate. Unless you attend their special teacher classes....you won’t move up into the ‘special group’.
3. The twelve-group system is now regarded mostly as a professional kid-sitting service, where most kids could pass a test in the tenth grade and just graduate at that point....moving on. We waste time, resources, and funding....keeping the current system going, and providing major leagues sports some potential help in training future athletes.
its because of a lack of funding
just ask them
Have they all lied to me?
My final years in high school, 1972, was the first year of integration in Tampa and I had my first ever black teacher. I was appalled by his blacklish. He “taught” science, but he didn’t really TEACH anything. He was there. He kept the black male students under control and that was about it.
This was the year where the WWII generation was retiring at an increasing rate and the hippie kids were cutting their teeth on their first teaching gigs. What a huge difference that was. The WWII generation stressed patriotism. The hippies were saying that Western civilization sucked and we all needed to chill and eat only vegetables.
Not to sound arrogant or anything, because I know many fine, intelligent teachers, but when I was in college it was kind of a joke that if you couldn’t make it in any other degree program you got an educator degree.
More like the stupid indoctrinating the innocents.
no surprise. I got a teaching certificate in Texas, then a credential in California. All the classes were a joke. Just showing up ensured you’d pass. The last class I took, I wanted to see how little i could do and still pass. I got to the point where I wasn’t studying, wasn’t reading the book, skipped classes, then did the test as fast as I could. still got an A. I have no idea how anyone got Bs and Cs.