Monthly Archives: November 2007


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The Price of an Education

When you get a loan to go to school, you don’t think about it much. I know I didn’t. I was happy to have the opportunity to go to university and teacher’s college. I love my job and would never think about going back and doing things differently. Truth is, I really needed those loans or I wouldn’t have been able to get through school and realize my career.

Yet, here I am all these years later and I am still in debt. I just checked the status of my student loans and was shocked to see that I still owe thousands and thousands of dollars. I am accumulating a ridiculous amount of daily interest compounded at a crazy rate. I thought student loans were supposed to be good.

It’s sad to know that I won’t have these loans paid off for quite some time. I am managing the monthly payments just fine. I guess this is the price of an education. Don’t get me wrong; it was worth it. I love my job. I just can’t believe that is actually costs me over four dollars a day for this career for the next 84 months. Wow! Who knew? The rate of interest is 8.7% too. Doesn’t this seem like a lot of money for someone just to go to school?

We need to do something about this. It doesn’t seem right. And school seems to be getting more expensive every year as well. I hope people will still be able to go in the future. I think it is important and everyone who wants to go on to further education should have the right and opportunity to go. It shouldn’t come down to money. That is my bottom line.

The Power of 3

Yesterday’s commonplace book quotation reminded me of a great book I read this summer. It was called The Power of Now by Eckhart Tolle. In this book, he tells us that all of our problems in life are simply situations. How we react to these situations is what causes the drama and pain in our lives. He goes on to tell us that there are three things we can do in every situation. The three things are; we can accept the situation, we can fight to change it, or we can run away.

I presented this model to my class to help them make wise and safe choices. I demonstrated it with a personal example. I related to them a time when I was outside doing a duty at recess time. I had to deal with a situation where a student swore at me. This student would not listen to reason or anything I had to say. I remained calm and tried to just talk. This student continued to swear and swear at me. So I had three choices.

1) I could accept this and let her swear at me. I don’t need to let words bother me. Who cares if she’s swearing at me?


2) I could take her into the office and make sure that she sees the principal for her actions.


3) I could walk away and just ignore her.

Of course, before you make any decision, you should think about it, weigh the pros and cons, and then act. Once again, three things.

1) Accepting it – If I let her swear at me. She will think it is okay to show disrespect. Other students might see this and begin to show disrespectful behaviour to me as well. I don’t deserve to be treated this way at school and probably shouldn’t put up with this behaviour.

2) Change it – I can take her into the office so she realizes how serious this is. The principal will make it clear that she needs to be respectful and not swear at school.

3) Walk away – If I walk away, I am actually giving her permission to swear at me. Maybe she will realize it was wrong, maybe she won’t. It could keep happening.

So now I have weighed my options and can safely chose to go with number 2. It is the best decision. Of course this model is overly simple. I could have changed it several different ways. I teach my students that the best decision is a fair and respectful decision to both parties. Taking her to the office is fair, respectful, and safe. Once again, three important things.

We should all be able to remember the Power of 3. Three things to do in any situation (Accept it, Change it, Walk away.) Three ways to make a decision (Think about it, way the pros and cons, and then act.) Three ways to know if you made the right choice (Is it fair, respectful, and safe?)

I might be overly simplifying Tolle’s message but I really think this works. It is a great model for making decisions. It is easy to remember. It helps us to realize both sides and make a fair, respectful and safe choice.

Commonplace Book # 11

“Is it logical that two people can disagree and that both can be right? It’s not logical; it’s psychological. And it’s very real. And unless we value the differences in our perceptions, unless we value each other and give credence to the possibility that we’re both right, that life is not always a dichotomous either/or, that there are always third alternatives, we will never be able to transcend the limits of conditioning.” – Barton, Bruce. The 7 Habits of Highly Effective People Calendar.

Most scenarios that we can think of have a winner and a loser. Games and sports obviously are that dichotomous. However, this is not always the case. My father taught me that is isn’t whether you win or lose but how you play the game. This advice has served me well. For instance, I can play chess with my brother and lose every single game. Yet, just having the opportunity to play with him and share this time makes it special. So, even when he whips my sorry little butt, I don’t lose.

Why Is It About The Marks?

The first term of school is now over. My report cards have all been written and this week we will have parent-teacher interviews. I like the procedure my school has for handing out report cards. I haven’t seen another school do it quite this way, and I must say that I really think this is the most effective way to do it.

At my current school we do not give the report card to the student to take home. I am glad that we don’t either. In my previous schools, that is exactly what we did. The pressure on the kids was enormous. I always addressed the class and let it be known that the marks are very personal. I told them to not open the envelopes until they got home and that they did not need to tell anyone what their marks were if they didn’t want to.

Of course, as soon as the kids got out of my class, they opened the envelopes and the comparisons would start. Everyone wanted to know what everyone else got. Feelings got hurt this way.

I wish school wasn’t about the marks. I actually hate writing report cards. It is a difficult procedure due to the standardization of reporting. I need to level the child’s work based on what an appropriate response looks like for this age of child. I have models to follow and need to compare the work the students have produced over the term to examples that the provincial government provides. This one-size-fits-all education forces me to give children marks that aren’t really reflective of the work they have done.

I have some students that aren’t at grade level. They try hard and do good work but I am forced to give them bad marks because they don’t measure up to the provincial standard. I really don’t like to do that but I have to. Unfortunately, some of the students may never reach appropriate grade level standards. They will continue to have poor report cards their entire student career. It is sad.

Some of my students deserve better marks and report cards than they will be receiving. I expect a lot as a teacher. I push every one of my students to achieve his or her personal best. I wish I could measure their progress against their personal best. That is something that is definable and measurable.

My school does handle report cards in a very professional and responsible way. We schedule a parent-teacher interview for every child in the school. We organize it so that the parent can move from class to class and visit all of children’s teachers in one short visit to the school. The interviews are twenty minutes long and that is when we hand out the report cards.

I like that I get to meet all the parents and not just the ones who want to discuss the report card after the fact. I like that I get to show them the classroom and explain our routines and procedures. I try to get them involved as much as I can in their child’s education. It’s a small thing but it makes all the difference in the world.

Small but Significant

Who am I?
The guy no one pays attention to
the guy who doesn’t fit into
the stereotypical image, you know,
the one you’re used to seeing

Who are you?
Everyone else
family, friends, colleagues, nameless others
who meander in and out,
on their own agendas

I can feel indifferent and unconnected in that difference
until I take a moment and try to understand
or less even, a moment to notice something
an agenda that seems in concert

It’s in that moment that I can hear
the symphony of life.
Not all of us have glorious parts to play,
solos, and whatnot
but even rests make up the score
it’s not always what’s there
but what comes before
is sometimes more telling
than all the yelling, ranting, and raving

So maybe, I should resign to my bit part
knowing that without the soft constant rhythm
something would be missing,
the song would be incomplete.

It’s Gotta Be The Shoes

Grade 6 is when my love of running began. Mr. Smith was our gym teacher, as well as the track & field and cross-country coach. He designed great running courses in the very limited space available. I will always remember that.

He made maps of the running routes and gave them names such as the Brown Breezer and the Blue Blazer. We didn’t even need to leave the school grounds. We ran around baseball diamonds, soccer posts, telephone poles, and stop signs. It was actually quite creative and a lot nicer than running around a track (which we didn’t have.)

For track, we ran around the entire block, which just happened to be 1500 metres. I remember thinking that running around that huge block was quite the accomplishment. Some kids bitched and moaned about how long and hard it was, but not me. I loved it!
I loved sprinting too. And high jump.

The coach told us to get good shoes. I wanted a pair of Nike Air shoes. I was determined that they be Nike Airs, I don’t know why. The trouble was that they didn’t make kid sizes back then. My feet were small, too small for adult shoes. However, we found out that I could fit into ladies; Nike Airs. So we picked a pair that did not appear to be too feminine. They looked good.

No one knew that I wore girl shoes. They were Nike Airs, expensive shoes, and I was proud to wear them. It felt like I could fly in them. I was so much faster in them, so I thought at the time.

I still make sure to purchase good shoes. My two favourite brands are Saucony and New Balance. And I don’t know why but every time I get a new pair of shoes, I still feel the same way I did way back in Grade 6. I’m not sure that the shoes really make a difference in my running but a good pair of shoes always makes me feel like I’m flying. It is an amazing feeling. It’s gotta be the shoes.

Slow Down

We live in a fast-paced world. It seems that we have little patience for most things these days. I think that we need to take time for ourselves. We need to slow down sometimes. If we get sick, we need to take the time to make ourselves better. We owe this to ourselves and to those around us.

This is one reason I have a real problem with television commercials. There is one in particular that has been aired recently. It shows a young and attractive woman who says, “You think a cold can stop me!” She then pops a pill to relieve her cold symptoms and carries on with her day. We then see her go to the pool and swim laps. She finishes her thought by adding, “then you don’t know me.”

So, what is the message of this commercial? Don’t slow down, even if you are sick. Carry on with life as if nothing is amiss. I think that this is completely and morally reprehensible. I know that commercials aren’t meant to carry a message other than the promotion of a product, but we are influenced by everything we see. Shouldn’t commercials be more ethical in their nature?

Another commercial on this same subject does a much better job of being socially responsible while continuing to market their product. The pill is still taken by a woman, who once again is quite attractive. But the advertisement encourages the consumer to take a day to recover. She pops the pill, doesn’t have the cold symptoms and seems to be enjoying herself. The difference is that she isn’t at work or at the pool where she can get other people sick. Instead, she is in bed and reading. She is taking a day off to recover.

We all need days off to relax and recover. If you are sick, you should slow down. Take a day off. Drink juice, stay in bed covered up, read, watch TV, whatever. Take care of your body and don’t feel that you need to do everything all the time. Your workplace can survive a day without you, your body can’t. Be good to it and don’t drive it too hard and wear it out. Slow down, when you need to. Take care of yourself, okay?

Commonplace Book # 10

“Much of our satisfaction in life depends on our skills in connecting with other people – skills of dialogue we might call them.” – Bonnycastle, Stephen. In Search of Authority pg 23

Connecting with people is a skill? Does that mean that we can learn how to do it better? I think it does. This quotation is brilliant because it opens up a whole new way of thinking. If dialogue is a skill, that means we can develop it. Any good skill comes with practice and effort. How many of us actually try to get better at dialogue?

I know that it took me a long time to learn how to listen to people. I still don’t do it very well. I am often too caught up in my own thoughts to truly listen. I sometime am thinking of what I want to say instead of actually listening to the other person. I sometimes monopolize the conversation. I sometimes come across as authoritative. I know that these things actually cut me off from connecting with other people.

The other interesting thing about this entry in my commonplace book is the author’s use of the word satisfaction. I know that happiness often comes down to family and friends. In this life, I don’t think there are two more important things. Yet he says that happiness comes from how we connect with other people. Which leads me to ask, what makes a friend a friend? Is it the way that we connect with them? Is that related to dialogue or is there a lot more going on? I don’t know. But in the meantime, I can be more aware of my skills in this area and try to improve them. After all, it couldn’t hurt.

Negative Rights

I saw this program on television this weekend that mentioned negative rights – the right to be without something. Right away I thought about cell phones. In this day and age, is it even possible to be free of this communication device?

I personally don’t care for cell phones. I have an answering machine at home so anyone who needs to can leave a message for me there. I have no desire to own a cell phone. I think that cell phones are actually an invasion of privacy. If I am going out, I don’t want to be reachable. I want to go out and enjoy my time and myself. I have the right not to be interrupted in my day-to-day life. Yet, I find that it is almost expected that I should have a cell phone.

The last few times I have had to fill out personal information for whatever reason, there is always a space on the page for an alternate telephone number. I fill out the forms and leave that blank. I then hand the paper to the agent and they look at the blank spot and inevitably ask, “Don’t you have a cell phone?”

I answer, “No, I don’t and I don’t want one either!” I mean really, why do they care if I have a cell phone when I am signing up for a video club membership?

If I am in line and need extra information to fill out the form, I always get asked, “Do you have a cell phone?”

“No I don’t! I have negative rights.” Maybe that can be my new catch phrase next time I am asked that question.

I don’t need my boss or girlfriend tracking me down. I don’t have anything that pressing that I need to be available at all hours of the day and night. Leave me a message at home. I will return it quickly and promptly.

I want to be free of you when I go out and about. I want to have time that is mine and that you can’t pop into wherever I am whenever you feel like it.

That being said, I don’t have a cell phone; I don’t plan to buy one, and I don’t care if I am the only person on earth who doesn’t have one. Besides did any one read Stephen King’s Cell? Scary stuff right there and good motivation not to own one.

Music Space Issues

Like I said yesterday, I have issues when it comes to organizing my music. I have vinyl records, cassette tapes, and CDs. Each format of music that I own is organized in its own way. My records are in old milk crates or recycling bins. These containers are great for storing records and make it easy to access them. My cassettes are in a wall mounted display rack.

My CDs are the real problem though. They are stored in a variety of racks and storage units. I have them organized in alphabetical order by genre. The problem is that they take up so much room. Compact Disc is really an oxymoron. They are not very compact. If my entire music collection were cassette tapes, it would take up about a tenth of the space it does now.

So what do I do?

I came to the answer this summer. I looked at my records and realized that if CDs could be stored in a thin way like records, they would take up a lot less room. CD wallets wouldn’t work because I would have to buy way too many of them for my purposes. I then came across these handy DJ crates and knew right away that my music space issues had been solved.

Here is what my collection looks like now.
These crates are made to hold 510 CDs. I took the inserts out of the jewel cases and slid them in the front of the sleeves. I then broke apart the jewel case so I could get the back tray art. I cut the spines and then slid right into the sleeves. I cut the back song list to fit the sleeves as well. Now my CDs look like how records are packaged. You can take out one of the sleeves and see the front and back cover art. You can take the CD out, play it, and look at the art as you do so. It’s absolutely perfect. Of course, this way though I only fit 255 CDs in a crate. So I needed four cases to house my collection.

It took me a long time to take apart all of my CDs. I still have then organized alphabetically and by genre. I have a section for rap, a section of tapes converted to CD, a section for rock, a section of singles, and a section of all other genres. It is beautiful.

The final touch was to make a list of all my CDs in a chart on MS Word. I numbered each CD so that I can easily find them now. I also have a nice record of my collection, all 810 CDs. Each new CD I get can get added into my alphabetical list so that I will be able to find it easily. They crates won’t be all alphabetical now but at least my collection is now small and portable, efficient, and beautiful.

How to Organize My Music

I love music! I started my collection when I was a child with vinyl records (you know those big black shiny things called LPs that spun around on a turntable at 33 1/3 revolutions per minute.) The records soon got replaced by cassette tapes. I bought hundred of tapes. Then CDs came into the mix. I held out for as long as I could.

I argued that Compact Discs were an oxymoron. They were not compact at all. They actually took up more room than my trusty cassettes. I could go out with my Walkman and stuff three tapes in one of my jeans’ pockets and four tapes in another. I could then have plenty of music for a day out. I wasn’t even able to fit one CD into my jeans so I kept buying cassettes.

I was buying tapes when the record stores were fazing them out. I owned over a hundred cassettes by the time I gave in to the new format. I realized it was pointless trying to keep cassettes alive and I started buying CDs in the early to mid 1990’s. Since then I have acquired quite the collection.

This summer, I started a project to organize my collection. I rented a CD burner deck that I could plug my tape deck directly into. This way I was able to transfer my old cassette tapes to the CD format. It was a long and slow process, as I had to record in real time and monitor each recording to insert the track divisions. It was worth it though. I now have my cassettes on CD, which is definitely a plus since it has become increasing more difficult to even find tape decks in this day and age. Here was what my summer recording set up looked like.

Technology moves way too fast. I mean I just got used to CDs and now the format has changed again. I might be one of the last holdouts. I love buying albums. I don’t want to buy music files for my computer. I want the whole experience. I want to open up the packaging, admire the artwork, read the credits, and explore each new album that I buy. With digital music on MP3s, that is missing. The only plus I can see is that it is a lot more manageable. I mean my tapes, CDs, and vinyl take up so much room. But that is a story for tomorrow.

I’m Searchable Now!

Have you ever typed your name into Google’s search engine just to see what happens?

It’s an interesting thing to search for yourself in cyberspace. I know that I have tried it before and got absolutely nothing. Typing in “chase march” in Google usually gets you a storm chasers website and a photo of a storm that he shot in the month of March. But not anymore. Type in my name now and you will actually get me.

Woo-hoo! I’m searchable now! The number one hit for “chase march” on Google is my homepage. I also show up again a few hits down with my profile on Blog Catalog.

This is awesome! Now I can direct people to my blog a lot easier. “Google me,” I can say. Everyone knows what that means. It is amazing how Google has become a verb; it’s something that people do for fun.

I don’t have a lot of time to play around online. I will admit to Googling myself before and even trying some of my friends. It’s usually a fun thing to do because you discover that names are a lot more common than you might think.

I’m glad my name isn’t too common. I don’t hear too many people named Chase. Maybe because it is a versatile word just like Google. It can be used to describe something very specific, namely me, or it can be a noun or a verb. I know people like to make puns about my name but it is all in fun. I like having fun and I like puns. I like my name and I love that the fact that I am searchable now. Go ahead and try it, Google me.

Whatever Happened to Commitment?

There is a great commercial on television right now. It starts with a man driving a car while a voice over narrator speaks. The narrator comments on how we live in an age of instant gratification. He says, “Don’t like your nose? Get a new one,” and it shows an image of the driver with a before and after nose job animation.

The narrator continues, “Don’t like your job? Get a new one.”

While I don’t believe in plastic surgery, so far the commercial doesn’t strike me as unrealistic. The next line makes me change my mind.

“Don’t like your spouse? Get a new one.”

Wait a minute!

The narrator continues, “Whatever happened to commitment?”

Okay, good. That last one really threw me off. I agree that commitment seems to have lost its appeal. Maybe the narrator is right; maybe it is tied to the world we live in now. We can easily go out and get anything that we want with very little difficulty. Why should we show commitment?

I think commitment is an important. It is sad that relationships seem to fail more often than not these days. Relationships take work and effort. When things get tough, it is easy to run out and get a new person in your life. Of course, people that do this usually keep running into the same problem over and over again. It is because the problem is usually not the other person. Relationships are complex and all of your problems cannot be put upon your spouse.

I show commitment to a lot of things in my life. I am loyal to a fault, and yes it has come back to hurt me several times. My heart has been broken. My trust has been taken advantage of. Yet, this is no reason to stop showing commitment. It is a two way street and my loyalty has paid off in spades. Yeah, sometimes it is work and sometime it involves sacrifice, but I have found that the best things in life do.

Author Mail

Sharon Creech wrote my all-time favourite book, Heartbeat. Early this year I wrote her a letter to tell her how much I enjoy her work and how successful the novel study went in my class last year.

Last week I finally got a response. It was a large letter-sized envelope with HarperCollins Publishers listed as the return address. I was so excited just to see this envelope in my mailbox that I didn’t even wait to get inside the house to open it up.

It was a little disappointing to see that the letter was addressed “Dear Reader,” but I understand that she probably gets lots of mail. It’s just nice that she responded to my letter. This is the first time I have ever written an author. When I was a lot younger, I wrote some musicians and my favourite actress. Every time I have written a celebrity, I have received a response. I think that that is amazing.

I like the fact that Sharon Creech sent me a nice package. In her letter she apologizes for not answering every piece of mail personally. I can understand that. In fact, with all my other fan mail items, only one piece has ever been answered personally. However, it is still a thrill to get mail back. Today was no exception.

Besides the letter, I also received a teacher’s guide and a nice pamphlet about the author. At least the package shows that she actually read my mail. I’m sure she doesn’t normally mail teacher’s guides out to just anybody. That was a nice touch.

I am currently reading my fifth Sharon Creech book. I think I will probably read all of her books now. I am a big fan! And this mail has just made my week!


I love running. It is such an amazing feeling to run down a trail and through the woods. I don’t like flat and boring courses. I like runs that give me a bit of a challenge. I like to go to places where there are plenty of trails and hills. I can’t understand why anyone would run on the roads or the sidewalk when we have some great places to run here in Hamilton.

One of the best places to run is Princess Point. You can link up to the trails for a number of places. Anyone living in Westdale or attending McMaster University should know
about the trails through Princess Point and the Royal Botanical Gardens. It is simply one of the most beautiful places in the city.

Running is the one activity that anyone can do. The only things that you need are a decent pair of shoes, a watch, and some time. I know that some people need music to run and bring along their Ipods or walkmans. Not me, I like to commune with nature during my runs.

I time myself and keep a good pace. I have been in several road races and trail runs so I know what my usual pace is. I can judge how far I run by how long it takes me. I have actually become a faster runner than I was in high school.

I try to get out for a five-kilometre run at least three times a week. It only takes about twenty minutes to run, a few minutes to stretch before hand, and a few minutes afterwards for a cool down walk. Back at home, a quick shower and a snack and my workout is complete. This takes less than one hour a day. And it is one of the best feelings in the world.

Unfortunately, winter is fast approaching. I take the winters off. I hope to get a few more runs in this season and plan to wrap it up sometime this month.

Meaning From and In Books

“Reading books and writing books makes life more meaningful.”

So said Elizabeth Hay as she accepted the Giller Prize for Canadian Literature last night. In a great speech, she congratulated everyone who made the short list for the award. She then went on to congratulate everyone who had written a book this year. I immediately threw my hands up in the air as if her comment was meant solely for me. After all, I did write a book this year.

I wrote a second book as well. I have given the story lots of distance and am now ready to look at it again with fresh eyes. I will sit down and read the entire novel in one sitting this weekend as I start the editing and rewriting stage.

There is quite a sense of accomplishment that you get when you complete a story. I am new to the craft of story writing but I am enjoying it immensely. I have always loved reading and constantly have a book or two on the go sitting on my nightstand. I get a lot from reading and writing.

I have not read any of Elizabeth Hay’s work but her words struck a chord with me last night. Meaning can be found in both the reading and writing of books. I am adding this quotation to my commonplace book. Congratulations on your prize! and thank you for honouring the craft and all writers.

Who Thinks This is Funny?

A number of really disturbing incidents have been on the news lately. Some of the coverage has been equally disturbing. I just don’t understand how anyone can think that it is funny or not a big deal. It is a big deal.

I am referring to the number of nooses that have been left in prominent places, on display for all to see. The first time I heard of this on the news was in regards to the Jena 6. From what I understand of the story, a group of black students sat underneath a tree in the schoolyard one day. This apparently was a problem because white students usually occupied this spot. The following day there were nooses hanging from the tree.

Some people laughed it off as a joke. I couldn’t believe it. This is not a joke. This is a blatant hate-filled act. There is no other way to see it.

Since this incident, a number of nooses have been found elsewhere. One was placed on a black professor’s office door. One was placed on a Tupac Shakur memorial. One was placed on a police officer’s door.

Who could possibly think that this is funny? These are not harmless pranks. These are racist acts that need to be dealt with as hate crimes. It doesn’t take a history major to know what this symbol means.

Most people upon seeing a noose left out in a prominent place immediately would think of the horrible history that the symbol calls up. Countless blacks were murdered for no other reason than they were black. Many of the bodies were then further degraded. It was not pretty. It was hateful and racist. These symbols could not be meant in any other way.

It’s sad that people still hold racist views. I don’t think anyone should be judged by race. There are great people of every colour. There are also hateful people of every colour. I don’t think blatant acts of racism should be ignored. Yet, only the vandal of the Tupac monument has been arrested. I think there needs to be very strict penalties for racism. We cannot stand for this kind of behaviour. It needs to stop now!

Commonplace Book # 8

“Unfortunately ‘the truth’ simply isn’t available. If you are going to live intelligently in the modern world, you have to recognize that there are conflicting ideologies, and that there is no simple direct access to the truth.” – Bonnycastle, Stephen. In Search of Authority pg 8

I have been collecting a lot of passages about truth. I think that we can search for the truth but that we can never find it unless we explore different ways of thinking. I have commented about this on a few of my favourite blogs.

For example, religion, myth, science, and the humanities all have something to say about the truth. If you put your all faith in only one of these disciplines, you can never get the entire truth. I think we need to be open-minded.

I find a lot of truth in fiction. Writers share their version of reality and truth with us all the time. We need to tune into this.

Science gives us a lot of answers but also a lot more questions.

Religion and myth attempt to answer some of life’s questions.

So where is “the” answer? Is there a direct way there?

Who knows? All I know is that I try to keep my eyes and ears open for tidbits of wisdom such as the one above. I believe that the truth is already out there just waiting for us to piece it together. It is a jigsaw puzzle. I’m just not sure that all of the pieces are still in the box.