Wednesday, November 9, 2011

A Magnet School and then what?





MS 223, The Bronx


WILL WINDHAM'S EXISTING SCHOOLS BE FORGOTTEN?


No, it won't be a money maker nor will it break even but it will provide a greater return on investment with higher test scores and a narrowing of the achievement gap.

We have  seen rendering of our new Magnet School  and heard of its potential  for success.  If The State Board of Education fulfills its financial promises and the local board complies with the states contractual obligations the magnet school should give Windham its greatest educational lift since the invention of the blackboard.  But what will the new school's influence be on Windham's existing schools.  400 students and a proportional number of teachers will move from  their existing schools leaving those schools vastly different.

Will the "cream of Windham's students and  teachers" be skimmed off to Tuckie Rd. leaving Windham Schools an educational wasteland?

New York City hosts a magnet  or charter school on nearly every block of its deprived neighborhoods.  MS 223, a holdover school located in  the Bronx has endured the ever-growing number of charter schools, often privately subsidized and rarely bound by union rules, that have been unleashed on the city. These alternative schools constantly  skim off the neighborhood’s more ambitious, motivated families. And every year, as failing schools are shut down in New York MS 223 must accept a steady stream of children with poor intellectual habits and little family support.

Ramon Gonzales, 223's CEO and his young cadre of   enthusiastic teachers have managed to keep the school above water while gathering awards and placing MS 223 one of the best middle schools in New York City.  But will the dream continue, is it sustainable?  The New York Times' Johnathan Mahler writes of the daily trials at Middle School 223, its Principal, the staff and students. 

The Fragile Success of School Reform in the Bronx




Monday, November 7, 2011

Jack Buck Slept Here


Jack Buck



In the early years come October I'd suffer an ever small case of depression. By the holiday season it disappeared. I blamed it on the change of seasons and the prospect of many gray months ahead. Now in the autumn of my years, I know now it's the end of the baseball season. For whatever tidbit of depression I lived with, come the following season there was a new beginning with the coming of spring training and the prospect of 162 games — a new set of statistics and a new start. "Maybe the home team will win."

The 2011 season was rough. The team up the Pike had imploded in September and my team washed out in the early innings of the playoffs. What to do? While the bouts of micro depression stopped years ago I wasn't looking forward to the long gray months ahead. But wait! The Cardinals were in it, by the hairs on their chin. If only they could get past Milwaukee to face Detroit or Texas, the gray months would be shortened by a week or two.

I've always been a Cardinals fan.
First thing each morning in season, the box scores are analyzed in the Post followed by a re-check in the afternoon Chronicle. First the home team, followed by the team up the Pike and finally the Cardinals. Why the Cardinals? Never really knew until August 1992. A charter member of the Senior League, its hallowed history including the legends of Hornsby, Musial and Brock, McGee, Gibson and Smith. The St. Louis Fanatics, the Arch, the Clydesdale's, Budweiser and Jack Buck.

Finishing a grand tour in the summer of 1992, we (my son Mike and me) were brought up to the loge level of Buch Stadium and ushered into the broadcast booth of KMOX, the Voice of the St. Louis Cardinals. We were introduced to Mike Shannon who was busy getting ready for that night’s game with Montreal. Jack Buck was on his way out to get something to eat. "Come on guys, I'll buy you a hot dog." We followed the Hall of Famer to a cafeteria behind the broadcast booths. Munching on our hot dogs, he asked where we were from. Figuring no one had heard of Willimantic and thinking that someone connected to sports had heard of UConn's basketball program, I said "Storrs, Connecticut." His reply, "Know where Willimantic is?" I said yes and asked why he knew about Willimantic? "Spent the night there once." "Where?" I asked. “The town jail," he replied. "Why?" I asked again. Buck, growing up in Holyoke, Mass. had had a disagreement with his parents and ran away from home. Around 10:00 pm on a Sunday night he pulled into Willimantic, where he was immediately picked up and brought to the police station then located in Town Hall. His parents were contacted but no one was home. They and half of Holyoke were out looking for Jack. It was decided after speaking with the Holyoke PD that the wayward traveler would be the guest of the Willimantic Police that evening. "Slept like a log that night," he said. The next morning he was taken out for breakfast by a police officer. We decided it was probably to Lindy's.
Carry & Buck
The Cardinals extended my season this year, as they went on to beat Milwaukee and Texas to win the 2011 World Series in seven games. ESPN Radio's Dan Shulman tidily summed it up: "No team's ever has come from as far back as late in the season as the Cardinals did. No team has ever come back twice from being a strike away from elimination in the World Series. ... An epoch series not for the faint of heart."
Thursday's sixth game, Joe Buck, Jack’s son and the lead play-by-play broadcaster for Fox TV, finished what he said was the most memorable game he ever has broadcast with a personal tribute to his late dad, who had a similar call two decades earlier in an eerily similar setting. As David Freese cracked his home run in the 11th inning late Thursday to give the Cards their miraculous 10-9 victory over Texas to force Game 7 — after they trailed by two runs in the ninth and 10th innings and twice were down to their last strike — Buck described the winning hit thusly: "Freese hits it into center. WE WILL SEE YOU TOMORROW NIGHT!"
Twenty years and one day earlier, his father was on CBS when Kirby Puckett homered, also in the 11th and also in Game 6, to give Minnesota a 4-3 victory over Atlanta. Jack Buck, working his last Series on national TV, described it this way:
"Into deep left center ... AND WE'LL SEE YOU TOMORROW NIGHT!"

Jack Buck & Mike Shannon