He was a master at
teaching bright kids talented at math at warp speed and advancing them to their potential.
Not exact matches
As a mom of 4
bright, beautiful
kids, I make it my top priority to
teach them how to make good choices, lead a healthy lifestyle and stay active.
Just because
kids are poor, doesn't mean they aren't smart and these
brightest children are bored out of their minds by the non-stop test prep that serves «data - driven instruction» but fails to actually
teach smart
kids anything.
When I lived in Roma, I imagined the solution to the town's woes would be for the best and the
brightest kids to return and fill the
teaching positions held by out - of - towners like me.
Every student has something to
teach, and peer tutoring shouldn't just be white
kids teaching black
kids or the
bright teaching the slow.
Attract the «best and
brightest» to
teaching and every
kid will get a great education, so the logic goes.
a) put the interests of adults before the interests of students (which is another way of saying being in bed with teachers unions) and b) are anti-innovation (which is another way of saying «like the status quo») and c) don't want the best and
brightest teaching our
kids 4.
He was an optical engineer who repaired aircraft instruments in Alaska in WWII, a mountain man who could turn a canoe into a sailboat with a folding machete, bed sheets and a few sticks, who
taught me diffraction, color theory and relativity on paper when other
kids were learning multiplication tables, who designed a potentiometer that went to the Moon by pointing the world's fastest camera at the world's fastest oscilloscope, who designed those traffic lights which only appear
bright when you are in the appropriate lane, who didn't have to help me at all when I built my own Heathkit dual - channel scope in grade school, nor had to help me program my Apple II in machine language, who quit Honeywell to work for 3M when the Space Program turned into the nuclear missile program, who studied mining geology in college after growing up in a mining town in Utah, it was he who
taught me, early on: make sure your contraption works!