Saturday, April 27, 2019

Educational Links 4/28/19



Eight Ways To Teach Climate Change In Almost Any Classroom


Skills Your Child Needs for Different Math Subjects


How The World Is Changing & How Education Can Respond


Predictions of Print Textbooks’ Death Remain Greatly Exaggerated


Private School Versus Public School: Which is Better?


Take High School Literature to the Next Level With These Discussion and Writing Activities


Helping Students With ADHD Stay Organized


What Do We Really Mean By “Deeper Thinking And Learning”?


Google Earth Timelapses and Historical Imagery



Google Earth Pro (the desktop version of Google Earth) has offered historical imagery for many years. You can access that imagery by selecting the timeslider icon in the menu at the top of Google Earth when it is open on your desktop. Today, Google unveiled some updates to their Google Earth Engine Timelapse website that offers historical imagery in an online version of Google Earth. The timelapses are animations that play 35 years of satellite imagery.





Who Is The Greatest Rock Poet? Nomination #9


The River Styx abstract painting. Title: The River Styx Dimensions:

 A sorrowful memory of joy.

Bruce Springsteen The River

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nAB4vOkL6cE 


1979
"The River"

I come from down in the valley
where mister when you're young
They bring you up to do like your daddy done
Me and Mary we met in high school
when she was just seventeen
We'd ride out of this valley down to where the fields were green

We'd go down to the river
And into the river we'd dive
Oh down to the river we'd ride

Then I got Mary pregnant
and man that was all she wrote
And for my nineteenth birthday I got a union card and a wedding coat
We went down to the courthouse
and the judge put it all to rest
No wedding day smiles no walk down the aisle
No flowers no wedding dress

That night we went down to the river
And into the river we'd dive
Oh down to the river we did ride

I got a job working construction for the Johnstown Company
But lately there ain't been much work on account of the economy
Now all them things that seemed so important
Well mister they vanished right into the air
Now I just act like I don't remember
Mary acts like she don't care

But I remember us riding in my brother's car
Her body tan and wet down at the reservoir
At night on them banks I'd lie awake
And pull her close just to feel each breath she'd take
Now those memories come back to haunt me
they haunt me like a curse
Is a dream a lie if it don't come true
Or is it something worse
that sends me down to the river
though I know the river is dry
That sends me down to the river tonight
Down to the river
my baby and I
Oh down to the river we ride

Who Is The Greatest Rock Poet? Nomination #8


I'm giving this one to Bono, although the Edge's guitar is pretty much a rock poet in its own right. U2's music video won the Grammy that year, with homage to the Beatles' rooftop concert.


U2 Where the Streets Have No Name 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GzZWSrr5wFI

I want to run
I want to hide
I want to tear down the walls
That hold me inside
I want to reach out
And touch the flame
Where the streets have no name

I want to feel sunlight on my face
I see the dust cloud disappear
Without a trace
I want to take shelter from the poison rain
Where the streets have no nameWhere the streets have no name
Where the streets have no name
We're still building
Then burning down love
Burning down love
And when I go there
I go there with you
It's all I can do

The city's aflood
And our love turns to rust
We're beaten and blown by the wind
Trampled in dust
I'll show you a place
High on a desert plain
Where the streets have no name

Where the streets have no name
Where the streets have no name
We're still building
Then burning down love
Burning down love
And when I go there
I go there with you
It's all I can do
Our love turns to rust
We're beaten and blown by the wind
Blown by the wind
Oh, and I see love
See our love turn to rust
We're beaten and blown by the wind
Blown by the wind
Oh, when I go there
I go there with you
It's all I can do

Who Is The Greatest Rock Poet? Nomination #6


Heart of Gold
Neil Young-- he might still be searching.

Neil Young - Heart of Gold

 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7fXaC07X5M8&feature=related

Heart of Gold
I want to live,
I want to give
I've been a miner
For a heart of gold.
It's these expressions
I never give
That keep me searching
For a heart of gold
And I'm getting old.
Keeps me searching
For a heart of gold
And I'm getting old.

I've been to Hollywood
I've been to Redwood
I crossed the ocean
For a heart of gold
I've been in my mind,
It's such a fine line
That keeps me searching
For a heart of gold
And I'm getting old.
Keeps me searching
For a heart of gold
And I'm getting old.

Keep me searching
For a heart of gold
You keep me searching
For a heart of gold
And I'm getting old.
I've been a miner
For a heart of gold.

Who Is The Greatest Rock Poet? Nomination #5

George Harrison
George Harrison used figurative language as though he was not primarily a musician, but a poet.  I'm including two of his songs/poems. I would like to also include 'Long, Long, Long,' but maybe another time,

While My Guitar Gently Weeps--Love verson
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NU4yWui_DFQ

I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping
While my guitar gently weeps
I look at the floor and I see it needs sweeping
Still my guitar gently weeps

I don't know why nobody told you
How to unfold your love
I don't know how someone controlled you
They bought and sold you

I look at the world and I notice it's turning
While my guitar gently weeps
With every mistake we must surely be learning
Still my guitar gently weeps

I don't know how you were diverted
You were perverted too
I don't know how you were inverted
No one alerted you

I look from the wings at the play you are staging
While my guitar gently weeps
As I'm sitting here doing nothing but aging
Still my guitar gently weeps

The second is "Something" considered one of the most eloquent love songs/poems ever.

 Something  - The Beatles

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UelDrZ1aFeY



Something in the way she moves
Attracts me like no other lover
Something in the way she woos me

I don't want to leave her now
You know I believe her now

Somewhere in her smile she knows
That I don't need no other lover
Something in her style that shows me

Don't want to leave her now
You know I believe her now

You're asking me will my love grow
I don't know, I don't know
You stick around now it may show
I don't know, I don't know

Something in the way she knows
And all I have to do is think of her
Something in the things she shows me

Don't want to leave her now
You know I believe her now

National Poetry Month: Bob Dylan Won the Nobel Prize in Literature. How Does It Feel?




Bob Dylan

I first published this series on the Greatest Rock Poets (term 'rock poet' first used by John Lennon to describe Woody Guthrie)in 2012 when MzTeachuh first started out. I have always contended lyrics can be the finest of poetry. Now I feel very validated.





Who's the Greatest Rock Poet? Nomination #1

http://melanielinktaylor.mzteachuh.org/2015/04/whos-greatest-rock-poet-nomination-1.html 

Some say Bob Dylan is the greatest rock poet. My text book on Poetry, as an English Lit. major at Mount St.Mary's College, has the text of 'Subterranean Homesick Blues' as a poem worth studying; included by X. J. Kennedy, the compiler. This was back in 1969! I'll nominate Bob Dylan--incredible metaphors and poetic rhythms. Much better poetry than music, in my opinion.

Bob Dylan - Like A Rolling Stone (ORIGINAL)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IwOfCgkyEj0

Like A Rolling Stone

Always the penchant for honesty.

Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you ?
People'd call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall"
You thought they were all kiddin' you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin' out
Now you don't talk so loud
Now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal.

 

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone ?

You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it
You said you'd never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but know you realize
He's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And say do you want to make a deal?

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone ?
You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
When they all come down and did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain't no good
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discover that
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything he could steal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone ?

Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made
Exchanging all precious gifts
But you'd better take your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone ?

I took this poem/song as a cautionary tale and led a quiet life. 

Greatest Rock Poet (#1 Nomination Again) All Along the Watchtower

http://melanielinktaylor.mzteachuh.org/2015/04/greatest-rock-poet-1-nomination-again.html?spref=bl 

Watchtower II, Igor Pozdnyakov

 Bob Dylan's poetry again.


All Along the Watchtower


"There must be some way out of here" said the joker to the thief
"There's too much confusion", I can't get no relief
Businessmen, they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth
None of them along the line know what any of it is worth.
"No reason to get excited", the thief he kindly spoke
"There are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke
But you and I, we've been through that, and this is not our fate
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late".

All along the watchtower, princes kept the view
While all the women came and went, barefoot servants, too.

Outside in the distance a wildcat did growl
Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl.

All Along The Watchtower --Jimi Hendrix

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TLV4_xaYynY&feature=kp

 

National Poetry Month: Who's The Greatest Rock Poet? #4



Tommy Pinball Playfield

This is only a smidge of Pete Townsend's Rock Opera, Tommy.

The Who - Pinball Wizard (Woodstock) 1969 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oiMHHfLc8S0

Pinball Wizard 
Pete not smashing his guitar.

Ever since I was a young boy,
I've played the silver ball.
From Soho down to Brighton
I must have played them all.
But I ain't seen nothing like him
In any amusement hall
That deaf dumb and blind kid
Sure plays a mean pin ball!

He stands like a statue,
Becomes part of the machine.
Feeling all the bumpers
Always playing clean.
He plays by intuition,
The digit counters fall.
That deaf dumb and blind kid
Sure plays a mean pin ball!

He's a pin ball wizard
There has got to be a twist.
A pin ball wizard,
S'got such a supple wrist.

How do you think he does it? I don't know!
What makes him so good?'

He ain't got no distractions
Can't hear those buzzers and bells,
Don't see lights a flashin'
Plays by sense of smell.
Always has a replay,
'N' never tilts at all
That deaf dumb and blind kid
Sure plays a mean pin ball.

I thought I was
The Bally table king.
But I just handed
My pin ball crown to him.

Even on my favorite table
He can beat my best.
His disciples lead him in
And he just does the rest.
He's got crazy flipper fingers
Never seen him fall
That deaf dumb and blind kind
Sure plays a mean pin ball!!!

National Poetry Month: Who Is the Greatest Rock Poet?

Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds, painting by Julian Lennon when in pre-school


I must say I prefer John Lennon as the greatest rock poet, even though Bob Dylan probably should wear that crown, especially since he has now won the Nobel Prize for Literature! But Lennon, being an artist as well, created poetry of metaphorical paintings and the colors and images soaked with profound emotional intensity. We have recordings of poets reading their work--T.S. Eliot and the Wasteland, Robert Frost and his Snowy Evening. But nothing so dynamic as John Lennon--and his beautiful, accusatory, angry, agonized voice-- singing his personal journey of life with his friends (the Beatles) collaborating musically like Impressionist artists of rock. 
Bob Dylan
 Who's the Greatest Rock Poet? Nomination #1

Greatest Rock Poet (#1 Nomination Again)

http://mzteachuh.blogspot.com/2012/06/greatest-rock-poet-1-nomination-again.html?spref=bl 

John and Julian Lennon

Who Is the Greatest Rock Poet? Nomination #2http://mzteachuh.blogspot.com/2013/09/who-is-greatest-rock-poet-nomination-2.html

Who Is the Greatest Rock Poet? Revisiting #2

http://mzteachuh.blogspot.com/2012/06/who-is-greatest-rock-poet-revisiting-2.html?spref=bl  

Paul McCartney

  Who Is the Greatest Rock Poet? Nomination #3 

http://mzteachuh.blogspot.com/2012/06/who-is-greatest-rock-poet-nomination-3.html 

 

Jimmy Paige and Robert Plant

Who Is the Greatest Rock Poet? Nomination # 4 

 http://melanielinktaylor.mzteachuh.org/2019/04/national-poetry-month-whos-greatest.html

Pete Townshend

Who Is the Greatest Rock Poet? Nomination #5 

George Harrison

Neil Young

The Greatest Rock Poet, Nomination #7 
Bono

 


Who Is The Greatest Rock Poet? Nomination #8 

http://melanielinktaylor.mzteachuh.org/2019/04/who-is-greatest-rock-poet-nomination-8.html

Bruce Springsteen

 Who Is The Greatest Rock Poet? Nomination #9 

 http://melanielinktaylor.mzteachuh.org/2019/04/who-is-greatest-rock-poet-nomination-9.html

Mao (1972) Andy Warhol (print)

  Always wanted to match this painting with these lyrics.

Who Is the Greatest Rock Poet? Nomination #2 

http://mzteachuh.blogspot.com/2013/09/who-is-greatest-rock-poet-nomination-2.html 

 


Revolution

The Beatles: Revolution (live) 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BGLGzRXY5Bw

John Lennon


You say you want a revolution
Well, you know
We all want to change the world
You tell me that it's evolution
Well, you know
We all want to change the world
But when you talk about destruction
Don't you know that you can count me out
Don't you know it's gonna be all right
All right, all right

You say you got a real solution
Well, you know
We'd all love to see the plan
You ask me for a contribution
Well, you know
We're doing what we can
But when you want money
For people with minds that hate
All I can tell is brother you have to wait
Don't you know it's gonna be all right
All right, all right
Ah

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah...

You say you'll change the constitution
Well, you know
We all want to change your head
You tell me it's the institution
Well, you know
You better free your mind instead
But if you go carrying pictures of chairman Mao
You ain't going to make it with anyone anyhow
Don't you know it's gonna be all right
All right, all right
All right, all right, all right
All right, all right, all right

  

National Poetry Month: #27





“Still I Rise,” Maya Angelou
Maya Angelou is one of the country’s most renowned African American poets and civil rights activists, whose poetry has given voice to many young women’s struggles. This bold, proud poem is one of our favorites.
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise.
Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.
Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I’ll rise.
Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.
Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don’t you take it awful hard
‘Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines
Diggin’ in my own back yard.
You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I’ll rise.
Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I’ve got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?
Out of the huts of history’s shame
I rise
Up from a past that’s rooted in pain
I rise
I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.

Friday, April 26, 2019

Educational Links 4/27/19

Classroom Management to Understand Kids’ Brains


Teaching is relentless in a way that is different from other jobs


Survey: Teachers remain lukewarm on ed tech's impact on classrooms



3 Knowledge Domains For The 21st-Century Student


NATIONAL TEACHER DAY IS COMING UP – HERE ARE RELATED RESOURCES



Executive Functioning Issues and Learning: 6 Ways to Help Your Middle-Schooler


Extracurriculars Are More Than Nice-to-Have: They’re Essential


Among many seemingly intractable problems in education, there’s one wide learning gap between the haves and have-nots that we know how to close: the extracurricular gap.
Here’s the problem: Low-income and minority students are at a structural disadvantage when it comes to accessing out-of-school opportunities. Children from low-income families are three times less likely to participate in after-school programs. By sixth grade, middle-income students will have spent nearly 4,000 more hours in after-school and summer learning programs than their lower-income peers. And parents in low-income and minority households are more likely to report a lack of available learning opportunities on offer in their communities.