socialjustice

I hadn’t heard this term until I started reading about it on blogs like Cecilia Lemos’ (@CeciELT).  In fact, it’s her post from November 2010 entitled Nothing More… Nothing Less… that inspires my post today. When I dug up this post, it actually surprised me how she introduced it, like admitting to being a NNEST was equivalent to facing the fact that you were addicted to a life threatening drug.  Indeed, Ceci had felt ashamed, “felt less of a teacher” and “as if [she] were admitting to a flaw.”  Portuguese being her mother tongue, despite years of classroom experience and learning in an English-speaking environment, it kept her feeling separated from and defeated by NESTs. What struck me most of all was this:Read More »NNESTs and NESTs are both ok (unless you’re Bob Dylan)