A Chicago elementary school is banking on the idea that teaching financial literacy will lead to a big intellectual payoff. At Ariel Community Academy, students as young as kindergarten are taught financial concepts, and preliminary data shows the unique curriculum has improved student performance in all subject areas.

New York State’s governor wants to ensure that incarcerated citizens have access to a proper education, a factor known to reduce recidivism. Unfortunately, Governor Cuomo’s bill to introduce more college classes at the state’s penitentiaries has faced stiff political resistance because of the associated expenses. A New York Times op-ed explains why prisoners' education is worth the cost.

Emily Southerton

This National Poetry Month, TFA student poets across the country are boldly speaking out for change.

After studying poets who would write about identity, family, community, and place in order to powerfully affect our nation’s perspective of its own people, our student Poet Warriors are striving to do the same.

Brianna Carrier

I am Onkwehonwe. Mohawk of the Iroquois Confederacy and Turtle Clan. I’m also an Urban Indian. I’m from Niagara Falls, NY; an hour from the Six Nations Reservation in Ontario, Canada where my family is from. That doesn’t mean I wasn’t raised on our traditional territory, though. Everywhere used to be Indian Country. I feel kinship with other tribes and through my education I wanted to travel and contribute to other tribes as well as my own. When I heard about the Native Alliance Initiative (NAI) I looked at Teach For America as my chance to give back. Little did I know that I would be on the receiving end.

When I was in school I was one of few Native students in my classes. I was tracked into the Honors Program from third grade through high school graduation. At times that felt tokenizing. Did they just need me for their diversity numbers? When I got to college I knew I had to stop thinking like that. That was colonized thinking. I excelled in school because my teachers had high expectations of me and I met or surpassed them. This didn’t have to do with my race. I don’t want a new generation of Native students growing up thinking they aren’t excellent.

I currently teach second grade at a Tier 1 Bureau of Indian Education School, ChiChil’Tah Jones Ranch Community School in Vanderwagen, NM on the Navajo Nation. We have no cell phone service, and it would take police 40 minutes to respond to an emergency, if we are able to reach them. Most of my students do not have internet access, and some families struggle to pay for electricity and propane, which makes it hard for kids to live comfortably, let alone do homework or read at night. Our school has smartboards, but no software to work them. It was lost in the delivery; many of our school’s supplies are either lost or just don’t come because we are so far out there. It takes ages for anything to load on our school’s satellite internet.

This is the world my students grow up in, but they don’t let it define them. They are strong and brilliant. There is so much others can learn from them. I know they’ve already taught me so much and I expect a lot out of them.

Jennifer Monson, Teach For America ECE and STEM Initiatives Specialist

Teaching early childhood education (ECE) is a serious responsibility—preschool is often the first experience young children have with school. ECE educators have the incredible opportunity to partner with students and their families to set children up for academic and life success, before they even enter Kindergarten.

Eric Mitsch

Two months ago, I was offered the opportunity to participate in one of the most inspiring professional development experiences of my career: Teach For America’s Early Childhood Education (ECE) Retreat in Atlanta, GA. This three-day event gathered corps members, TFA staff, and ECE alumni from across the country in a forum that encouraged dialogue, reflection, and personal goal setting.

When I joined the corps after college graduation in 2004, my parents were pretty confused about the whole “teaching thing.”  As my two-year “phase” turned into three then six, and more and more 13-year-olds plastered my Facebook page with graduation announcements, my parents began to make peace with (and take pride in) the fact that teaching middle school was my calling.

And then I had to go and shock them all again.

I accepted a position as a pre-K teacher. My parents, along with former colleagues, principals, and friends from Teach for America became vocal critics of how I was choosing to serve in education.  They responded with a resounding cry:

“But that’s not real teaching.”

Thank goodness I didn’t believe them.

My three years at Liberty County Pre-K Center were truly the most pivotal and developmental years in my professional life, and I share a few rebuttals to some common ECE myths in hopes that you will join me, along with our co-CEO Elisa Villanueva Beard and our Early Childhood Initiative, in speaking out for the power of our littlest learners:

Teach For America co-CEO Matt Kramer announced the launch of the organization’s new special education initiative aimed at creating more leaders in this burgeoning education movement. In explaining the rationale behind the initiative, Kramer cites alarming statistics about the gap between SPED students and their peers, and shares his own personal experience going through the school system with an undiagnosed learning disability.

Illinois has removed the cap the on number of times aspiring teachers can take the state’s required basic skills test. The cap, which was placed as quality-control measure, ultimately posed a catch-22: it improved the quality of teaching talent, but it also decreased the diversity of the state’s teaching force.

Brittany Packnett

A 3rd grader at Little Wound School, taught by Brittany Brendsel (South Dakota 2008).

Looking back, my 24th year was a formative one. After living in St. Louis all my life, I suddenly found myself in DC teaching 30 phenomenal 8-year-olds. I was absorbing everything I could about life, relentlessness, trackers, and teaching (and I was occasionally getting stuck in the wrong lane on Dupont Circle).

I saw this newness in my life as an open door. It was an opportunity to get clear on what I knew to be true, define my beliefs, and take deliberate action on them. I knew every child was capable of excellence, and my students proved that true each day. I believed I could build lifelong friendships in a brand-new city, and sure enough, I stood with three of my fellow 2007 DC corps members—all of whom are still in education—just last month as one of us walked down the aisle. I wanted to conquer diagonal streets and quadrant living, so I volunteered to drive my friends everywhere with OnStar as my guide.

Twenty-four was an important year. I had the wind at my back, promise in front of me, and more responsibility and hope than ever before. I had learned enough to know that if I wanted to live out my purpose and impact my world, I would need to intentionally form myself into the leader I needed to be for those I stood beside in my school community.

Teach For America’s 24th year is similar in many ways. We’re younger than some of our colleagues in education, but we have made critical differences in classrooms and have learned a great deal along the way. In our young adulthood, we’ve had to become clear on what we stand for. In this way, the “What’s Next at Teach For America?” event last month served as a purposeful resolution: a declaration of who we are, what we believe, and a commitment to listen, learn, grow, and prove.

First grade students taught by Cait Clark (South Carolina '12) at Bennettsville Primary School in Bennettsville, South Carolina.

On March 21st, the U.S. Department of Education’s Civil Rights arm released a chilling, but very real set of statistics that we’ll most likely be discussing for years to come. The data reveals racial disparities in access to rigorous secondary courses, certified and experienced teachers, and school punishment. But perhaps the most discomfiting revelation has to do with the frequency in which black preschoolers are being punished through suspension. Namely, black children represent only 18% of total preschool enrollment, but make up nearly half of all children who are suspended more than once.

I learned of these findings when I was at the TFA - New Jersey 20th Anniversary Summit. It was a day meant to celebrate how far we’ve come both regionally and nationally in our fight for educational equity, yet this sobering news reminded us how far there remains to strive. On a day meant to invigorate and inspire us on our way to helping our kids apprehend their dreams, we were forced to countenance the shrill reality that our nation remains fastened to a legacy of structural and historical oppression —a legacy that, by default, criminalizes black and brown even before they can fully apprehend a pencil. Multiple speakers referenced the unsettling data and we realized that insofar as structural oppression persists along racial, class, gender, or any other lines, true “high-quality education” is not merely a goal for the “underprivileged.”

We grieved and vented together. Next, we act. Below are a few interrelated reflections designed to spur our feelings into actions that will help to right this narrative.

Amanda Chavez Barnes

Amanda Chavez Barnes with her tio Paul

Pass The Chalk shares this reflection on Cesar Chavez Day, March 31st, in honor of Chavez and his legacy.

My mother was a huge fan of Selena Quintanilla Perez, and so, when the singer died at an early age in 1995, she bought every magazine she could find that had Selena’s image on the cover. We talked about Selena’s life and honored her memory by listening to her music.

But when Cesar Chavez had passed away just two years earlier, we didn’t see any magazine covers or newspapers with Chavez’s image emblazoned on the front, and we didn’t hear anything about him on the news or the radio. My mother—the woman who told me stories about being locked in a closet during the day with her younger siblings while her older siblings went out into the fields to pick crops with their parents—had never heard of Cesar Chavez. She had no idea who he was. And because the Metro Atlanta schools I attended never taught me about Latino history or celebrated Latino heritage, neither did I.

I didn’t know anything until my mom’s eldest brother, my tio Paul, came to live with us after serving a decade-long bid in a Texas penitentiary. Prison taught my tio what school never did. He learned about his heritage and himself in the oral histories that OGs handed down, and in the pages of the books that he had access to behind bars but had never seen in a classroom. And from the very first day Tio Paul arrived, he began to instill in me a deep sense of dignity and pride in my heritage.


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