Sunday, December 4, 2011

So, what do you do? Research Revealed

Friends and family often ask me “So, what are you working on?” Such kind-hearted questions of loyal interest usually cause a cacophony of reactions in any academic’s brain: How should I answer? How many details do they really want about my research? Are they prone to narcolepsy?

Since I started my research fellowship, I’ve gotten many more questions about what types of research I’m working on and what, if anything, I’m learning. As we near the end of the fall semester, and the halfway point through the first year of my fellowship, I thought it might be a good time to take stock of what I’ve learned. Perhaps others will find the following few bullets of results more enlightening and interesting than I’m sure many of my in-person responses to such questions have been in the past.
 
1. To probably no one’s surprise, tuition costs at public colleges and universities have been rising ever more rapidly over the past decade or so. Just how fast you might ask? By nearly 200 percent since 1992 – which is much much faster than inflation (represented by the CPI-U line below):


And this figure tells us it doesn’t really matter which type of public college you look at – prices were on the climb everywhere. Underlying these trends are huge year-to-year increases in tuition and fees (often in the ballpark of 15 to 20 percent!) at public institutions across the country (e.g., California riots!?). Such increases were especially prevalent after the year 2000.

With a colleague, I’ve learned that large increases in the cost of attending 4-year public institutions of higher learning are causing college-going students to do at least two things: (1) Substitute down within state systems of higher education – they become less likely to go to the top, flagship schools, and more likely to go to less selective 4-years or 2-year institutions; (2) Go out of state to college, rather than attend local 4-year schools that have become relatively more expensive. Further, these effects are largest among low-income student populations. Both findings hold potentially deleterious implications for college completion rates and the robustness of local labor markets.

2. For a while now, economists and policymakers have been concerned about the effects mandatory high-stakes high school exit exams might have on student dropout. Using district-level dropout data from 1998 to 2008, I find that the existence of an exit exam is associated with an increase in the high school dropout rate of about 0.55 percentage points, relative to if no consequential exit exam policy were in place.

Turns out, this effect is concentrated among 12th grade students (1.44 percentage point increase), minority groups, and is almost exclusively driven by states in which students do not have access to alternative graduation pathways (i.e., replacement educational experiences for those unable to pass some or all of the state’s exit exam).

To put these findings in context, you might ask what average dropout rates looked like over this period of time… and if you did… I could happily show you:


Perhaps the silver lining to such findings is that, if alternate ways, beyond retest opportunities, for students to demonstrate mastery of state standards mitigate the increases in dropout rates otherwise observed when students are exposed to high-stakes, rigorous exit exams, this suggests that such state-level policies may be able to reduce some of the social costs associated with high school exit exams. Nevertheless, this assumes at least two important things: First, the alternate graduation pathways crafted by states are indeed adequate proxies for the educational experience and skills students would have received if the goal were still to help them successfully pass the exit exam; and second, teachers, schools, and administrators are not strategically funneling underprepared or minority students into alternate graduation pathways and thereby sub-par high school educational experiences. These two points are worthy targets for future research.

3. For those of you interested in K-12 research… I discovered an interesting impact of the main sanction embedded in the No Child Left Behind (NCLB) law on school-level student performance: In terms of math and reading proficiency, schools performed worse the year after being labeled as “failing to meet adequate yearly progress” IF the reason for failure was that the school missed the aggregate student achievement goal (e.g., only 53% of the school’s students were proficient in math, when the goal was 62%). But, if the school met this aggregate benchmark, but failed to make progress solely because of a particular student subgroup (such as special education students, African American students, Asian students, Limited English Proficient students, etc.) – students within the failing subgroup performed better the following year.

So, schools that meet achievement targets for the aggregate student group, yet fail to meet at least one demographic subgroup’s target see between 3 and 6 percent more students in the failing subgroup score proficiently the following year, compared to if no accountability pressure were in place. I see this as a story of scope: Broad failure leads to little improvement, whereas focused failure allows schools to more effectively direct scarce resources. For all its negative aspects, NCLB did shine a spotlight on traditionally underserved student populations – and it looks like it increased their performance (at least in one state).

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If you’ve made it to this point, congratulations. Thinking about some of the major things I’ve learned over the past year or so, as a function of being engaged in research concerning the economics of education and education policy was helpful for me – and I hope that some of you loyal readers found this write-up interesting, provocative, and policy-relevant at best… and an acceptable substitute for Nyquil at worst. I’d love to hear thoughts, impressions, or questions that this raised for you. Also, I promise more riveting posts from my better half soon.

Friday, September 30, 2011

I'm loving Autumn

Right, now, I'm loving....

My husband, who is graciously cleaning up dinner while I rest. Having a one year old is exhausting!

The fresh flowers I cut every Wednesday from our CSA.

The butter dish we bought from the local art festival this summer. It's a beautiful, functional thing that sits on our table most of the time- what could be better? I loooove butter, and I figure the grass-fed butter we've been buying is good for nursing moms and babies, so I've been indulging. Also, I figured out why butter knives have that funny shape. Genius.

The full-fledged autumn that is raging here as we bring in October. If spring comes with hope spontaneously bubbling up, autumn finds me holding onto it with fierce, triumphant determination. (We won't talk now about what happens to it in January. Let's just say there's a reason it needs to be reborn every spring.)

The Harry Potter Christmas music I listen to in the fall, until it's time for regular Christmas music.

Speaking of Harry Potter, I just found out today that Local State University has a QUIDDITCH team! What?!?!?!

Emails from my sister! (Hola at ya, sis!)

Looking forward to the farmer's market tomorrow with friends, and hoping to try a pre-made dinner from a cooked-food CSA.

Successful communication that is occasionally happening between me and Baby H. She's signing a lot, but still is inconsistent with translating actual desires into language! And then, of course, I have to understand her!

The written schedules I've been making up for our week. Seems silly to me, but it definitely helps.

The hat I'm knitting for Baby H. It's quite a step up from my only, unfinished previous knitting project- but so far I've got it onto double pointed needles, so I'm thinking it's going well. And, I'm going to work on it. Happy Weekend, all!

Saturday, July 30, 2011

Saturdays of Summer

I've been spending the last weeks grocery shopping, figuring out how to change our registration, enjoying a visit from my in-laws (hi Grandmom and Grandpop!), keeping the floors clean of choking hazards, moving money around to meet two cycles of bills from two different states paid from two different bank accounts, recovering from a weird death-by-exhaustion virus, and teaching the baby to sleep. But today- today was Saturday. A SUMMER Saturday. We squeezed every last drop of goodness out of it, despite E fighting the death-by-exhaustion virus.

We started with a walk to a local ice cream store that sells donuts in the morning. It was still pretty cool, and was a great activity for E and me- a long walk for me, donuts for him. That guy will do almost anything for a donut. And they were delicious. We got back before it got too hot, and gave E a haircut while the baby napped. (Hey, sometimes you have to do some chores, even on Summer Saturdays). I was very excited to use an excess of blueberries I had bought this week to make blueberry syrup while E and H spent some quality time together, and I cleaned up (after drinking my third decaf coffee in two years) while they both took naps. A quick trip to the store for more fruit for a party tomorrow, and pancakes with blueberry syrup for dinner. Baby H is now sleeping- she puts herself to sleep most nights now, though tonight took two tries because I accidentally left the vent closed in her room, which was apparently making a scary noise when the AC ran. (She communicates just fine without talking, thanks. And she's quite sensitive. I don't know how I ended up with this one.) Unfortunately, we can't take an after dinner walk with the baby sleeping, which we both still mourn- so I thought I'd update the old blog.

Baby H is quickly becoming NOT a baby! She will be one in less than a month! She pulled herself all the way up for the first time yesterday, and had her first convincing, unprompted sign yesterday (light) and her first convincing, unprompted word today (duck). She also helps me call for E when it's time for him to come read her books once she's in her pj's. She tries to say all kind of words, but they mostly just sound the same- dog, duck, frog, cat, quack, giraffe (af), pretty much anything we say. She still can't say "ma," though, or roll off her back, so we probably have a few months left of babyhood. I can see the thunder clouds of toddlerdom looming, though, especially when she doesn't get her way on something. Yikes.

Friday, June 3, 2011

Expressing the Times


A moving haiku:


Towers of boxes
imprison sweet sanity
babe remains unpacked.

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Goodbye to Grace

I cried when we said goodbye to our doctor at the University Hospital the other day. The doctor who was grace to us. The doctor who lent us a house to live in when it was dangerous for me and baby H to be far from the hospital. The one who was as anxious as E to get Baby H to see me when I was in the recovery room, who decided she was "warm enough" to leave the newborn nursery. The one who has been one of the clearest pictures of Jesus' care for us here. The one who I'm pretty sure isn't even into Jesus, who has had her own terrible troubles over the time we've known her. She looked better than she ever has, and hugged us when we left, and I cried as she was walking out the door.

We hopefully won't be back there, where we have had some of the most terrifying, stressful, and amazing experiences of our lives. Which lead me to reflect- have I ever gone there and not cried? I'm pretty sure the answer is no. Terrifying, stressful, and amazing will do that to you. While I hope we have a good doctor in our next location, I also hope we don't have any reason to know them quite so well. But the taste of sweet grace lingers through the bitterness.

Monday, May 23, 2011

Baby H's Update

Momma says if I can't crawl, the least I can do is write my own update. I told her I'm working on the crawling, but it's true that language does come much easier to me, so I figured I'd oblige.

I can scoot backwards, and turn around. But really- life is usually better if you stay more still. Easier to take things in that way. I love playing with my toys- I have a few that I like to play with all by themselves, but my favorite is when Momma sets me up with my basket of little toys. I take them out one by one, and check how they each taste, and if they make a noise when I shake them. Sometimes I stop to play with one for a minute. Once I've taken them all out, I start playing with the basket. When I get it turned over and start eating it, Momma knows she better come up with a new game before I a) consume some of the wicker or b) start screaming.

Momma and Dada keep taking all the stuff around the house and putting it in boxes. I don't really like the days they do that, because everything looks different and they don't pay as much attention to me. I do like having all the boxes around- they are fun to touch, and bang on, and try to climb over. I'd be more successful if I could go forward, I'm sure.

I can say dada, and I say it all the time. Momma and Dada think I don't know what it means, but I do. I just can't say anything else, so I use it for everything.

I love to eat! Somedays I just eat a bite or two, but today at dinner I was so hungry, I ate a serving of sweet potato and oatmeal, and then a whole jar of carrots, and then a few bites of rice cereal, before I finished off with some peas. I can sometimes drink from a cup, but it's pretty messy, and sometimes it's more fun to just spit it out. I still love nursing, too- especially in the middle of the night when I wake up and want a cuddle! Which I do a lot. I mean, who wouldn't love that?

Momma says I'm about 19 pounds. I don't know how she knows, I haven't been to the doctor's in forever. We're going tomorrow to get checked up and say goodbye to Momma and Dada's favorite doctor. I think she's just OK.

Momma has been taking me out in my new stroller recently. Sometimes we go on the swings- I like that a lot! I like when Dada plays with me before work or before bed. When I think he's not around, I usually don't sleep as well. On we weekends we have Dada-daughter time. Momma usually leaves. I don't know where she goes or what she does.

I like to be outside. And read books. And see new people, as long as they don't grab me. Kids are my favorite. Feel free to come visit me!

Sunday, May 22, 2011

(Almost) Two Years in Tiny Town

So, it turns out our time in Tiny Town is coming to a close. While we started this blog to record our transition from Big Eastern City to Small Midwestern Town, it probably ended up being more about Baby H- who is by far the best result of our time here. We've made some super excellent friends, too- I'm pretty sure Jesus sent them here just for us. I'm thinking he probably has some other purpose for their lives, but I know that was one of them.

We'll be moving - in less than three weeks!- to Midsize Midwestern City. So much closer to home, physically and culturally. I'm sure when we get there we'll realize all the ways we've adjusted to small town life- but right now what still stands out are the things I haven't let go of from city living.

I took the baby carrier instead of the stroller for a walk with a friend and her baby the other day, because I didn't think we could fit two huge strollers on the sidewalk. We walked in the street, though. And speaking of that huge stroller, we keep in the in the trunk of the car. Which we lock. And I don't ever leave it alone on the front porch, or outside a shop, or anywhere. Much to the amusement of my friend from Even Tinier Town. We still lock our doors, of course. I usually notice if we leave change in the cup holders. I even worry when I'm in the shower that someone is going to break in and steal Baby H from her bed. That last one is probably more a result of paranoia than city life, but hey- she's awfully cute.

I know I'll miss the slow pace, the safe walks, the grocery store that's less than 50 yards from our door, and the beautiful town. I'll probably, at times, even regret the addition of convenient take-out - but then again, probably not for a while. We will surely miss our friends here, especially while we are making new ones. But overall, we're excited for this change.

Midsize City, here we come! As soon as we pack some boxes, that is.