You ever see what happens when you put a gifted kid in a regular classroom, or vice versa with a below average student in an honors class?
It drags everything to a screeching halt because they are constantly in need of extra attention, whether to keep up or out of sheer boredom of being too far ahead. Efficiency is completely shattered by trying to fit all into one size.
My high school in Louisiana was and probably still is segregated, just like all our neighborhoods and towns. The black classes moved at a glacial place compared to the white ones, and where constantly in a state of accomplishing nothing in a day because of acting up.
Its literally more efficient in every sense to give them their own spaces, the only way to possibly think otherwise is if you Tabula Rasa and think all their behaviors and mental states are purely environmental.
Yeah, I spent my elementary school days in a black dominated school. I was so fucking bored to the point it made me crazy. I actually wonder if I'd have been different had I had the opportunity to be around people like me those ages. I didn't really have friends several of those years because there just was no one around me with similar enough interests, home life, etc. to even relate to. Especially the early years, when I was really in the hood. I don't really remember more than one or two of my peers from those years.
What bugged me the most was reading in the early years. I started Kindergarten already pretty confident reading, and by the time I'm in grades 2-4 there's still so many who struggled with the most simple things. No, I don't want to sit here taking turns reading aloud. "T-t-th-the dd-uh-dd-o-dog wall-kuh-lead dd-doo-n t-the r-r-r-r-oo-ad." Give me a break, I gotta listen to this for an hour just to blurt out 5 words in 3 seconds every few minutes it's my turn?
and where constantly in a state of accomplishing nothing in a day because of acting up.
"I gon put dis piece of shiny from dah fwoppy diss in da big powah outwet huh huh huh." <-- Actually happened in a class I was in. Sadly, Jayquan did not fry himself, only every computer in the lab. Jayquan has gone on to father many children and rob many liquor stores, last I heard.
You ever see what happens when you put a gifted kid in a regular classroom, or vice versa with a below average student in an honors class?
It drags everything to a screeching halt because they are constantly in need of extra attention, whether to keep up or out of sheer boredom of being too far ahead. Efficiency is completely shattered by trying to fit all into one size.
My high school in Louisiana was and probably still is segregated, just like all our neighborhoods and towns. The black classes moved at a glacial place compared to the white ones, and where constantly in a state of accomplishing nothing in a day because of acting up.
Its literally more efficient in every sense to give them their own spaces, the only way to possibly think otherwise is if you Tabula Rasa and think all their behaviors and mental states are purely environmental.
Yeah, I spent my elementary school days in a black dominated school. I was so fucking bored to the point it made me crazy. I actually wonder if I'd have been different had I had the opportunity to be around people like me those ages. I didn't really have friends several of those years because there just was no one around me with similar enough interests, home life, etc. to even relate to. Especially the early years, when I was really in the hood. I don't really remember more than one or two of my peers from those years.
What bugged me the most was reading in the early years. I started Kindergarten already pretty confident reading, and by the time I'm in grades 2-4 there's still so many who struggled with the most simple things. No, I don't want to sit here taking turns reading aloud. "T-t-th-the dd-uh-dd-o-dog wall-kuh-lead dd-doo-n t-the r-r-r-r-oo-ad." Give me a break, I gotta listen to this for an hour just to blurt out 5 words in 3 seconds every few minutes it's my turn?
"I gon put dis piece of shiny from dah fwoppy diss in da big powah outwet huh huh huh." <-- Actually happened in a class I was in. Sadly, Jayquan did not fry himself, only every computer in the lab. Jayquan has gone on to father many children and rob many liquor stores, last I heard.