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I Want to Learn

Yesterday afternoon, while picking up a black bean burger at a new eating establishment near my school, I ran into a student I’d taught last year.

“J” is a quiet young man who always showed great aptitude, despite the fact that he has been a struggling reader for years.

As is my custom when I run into former students, I asked how his classes were going.

Oh boy.

Twas a sad response he had for me.

He hung his head as he told me that he has been struggling…a lot…this year.

I asked him if there was a class in particular, and he pretty much said no, that most of his classes were giving him problems.

The reason why I asked was because I am certified to teach English and social sciences.  I feel qualified enough to offer before/after school assistance with either of these subjects.

He then told me that he’s really having a hard time in history.

I asked who his teacher was, and he told me.  He assured me that his teacher, whom I like a lot, is a good one; however, that he (meaning “J”) is a visual learner who does better with pictures.

I’m not kidding.

“J” used those exact words!

I asked if the teacher puts notes on the Smartboard, and he sort-of said yes.  Then, he went on to explain that the notes on the Smartboard don’t follow each part of the lecture, so it’s difficult for him to focus.

Then he told me that this is why he does better in math…because his teacher puts the problems on the board as they go.

Oh, how my heart went out to “J.”

Even as I listened, I thought about the things I’ve been learning in my Reading Endorsement classes and even just yesterday, as I read the material for my first ESOL certification class, which, by the way, is a lot of repeat information from the class I just finished.

We, as humans, have different learning styles.

Some of us process information best when we hear it.  Others do better with visuals.  Still others learn best by doing.

There are many different types of learning styles.  Any person who presents information to an audience needs to keep this fact in mind.

That is why car dealerships have fancy brochures…to appeal to the visual learners.  Dealerships allow customers to drive the vehicles. This appeals to kinesthetic learners…those who learn best by doing.

As a teacher who sees dozens of kids each day, it can be difficult to remember to include “something for everyone;” however, the conversation with my student reminded me how vitally important it is.

If he can recognize what he needs to be able to learn, then I, as a teacher, should be more cognizant of the special needs of each of my own students.

His ability to explain why he’s not learning is his way of saying, “I want to learn, but I need the tools that fit me best.”

I hear you, “J,” and I’m going to see what I can do to help you and all whose presence grace my room each day.

I Feel Like I’m Missing Something

To say I’m missing something would probably make the people who know me best laugh.

I know I’m ditzy.

I am originally a blonde, so I can take the ribbing as being done in fun.

BUT, as I watched last night’s Super Bowl commercials, I found myself scratching my head in confusion…and disgust.

First, though, I smiled at such commercials as the farmer one and the Budweiser/Clydesdale spot.

And then…

Lo and behold…

The disgusting one that proved, once again, how low a company will stoop to get people talking about it.

Oh, I’m not going to mention the company’s name because, like a certain singer whose name I refuse to type here (she is not-so-affectionately referred to by Yours Truly as “Not-a-Lady-Gag-Gag”), I don’t want the number of internet hits on the company’s name to skyrocket from one to two.

It’s the commercial that ended in a rather noisy and disgusting close-up of a kiss.

This company is notorious for having sleazy commercials, with its spokesperson representing a highly-touted sport.

The spokesperson is a female.

With every commercial that airs for this company, women are depicted as nothing but playthings for men.  The women are usually dressed scantily, if at all, and there is always so much sexual innuendo intertwined that viewers have no idea what the point of the commercial was in the first place.

How can a female spokesperson feel comfortable endorsing such a product?

Oh yeah.

She’s often the one not wearing many clothes either.

Gee.

How dumb can I be.

Something else that bothers me about these commercials is the disregard for the fact that they air during prime family viewing time, and in the case of the Super Bowl, when children are watching the game and commercials with their parents.

So a game that is supposed to be family-friendly turns into an impromptu question-answer session of, “Why is that man eating that woman’s face off?”

Yeah.

Disgusting.

I’ve blogged about my disgust for the entertainment industry.

But can I lay the blame solely on them?

Nope.

I put it on all of us…those of us who purchase products sold by these companies (for the record, if and when I ever purchase my blog domain name, it will NEVER be for a company that uses immoral means to sell its services).

I do not understand why companies make so much money using disgusting advertising techniques.

I do not understand how a person…be it an athlete, actress, or anyone else, can compromise his/her values to make a few $$.

I may be blonde and grew up in Alabama, but I don’t think I’m completely stupid.

The “something” that is missing seems to be high regard for morality and accountability to what used to be considered to be in “good taste.”

Sometimes I wish for the bygone days…even despite my love for technology.

I think I’d give up my iPhone, Mac, and other digital devices to not be inundated with disgusting TV spots trying to sell me things sold by women in lingerie or men in tightie whities.

Valentine’s Nails!

Thanks to Pinterest, nail technicians everywhere are cringing as beauty enthusiasts like myself rush through the doors of their salons, iPhones or Droids in hand…eager to show them the artwork we want painted on.

Such was the case last Friday.

Getting my nails done is a biweekly highlight of mine.

It’s fun that I don’t partake of alone as Barb has jumped on board.

We peruse Pinterest with giddy excitement, rubbing our hands together in anticipation of the torture we’re going to inflict on our poor nail lady.

It’s gotten to the point where my students, who are privy to my excitement the entire day of my appointment, show me their nails and the beautiful polish jobs their techs have done.

Oh, and lest we forget, the nails MUST match the season/holiday.

So, although I’m not a huge fan of Valentine’s Day (bah humbug), the holiday lends itself to some fun decorations, which found their way to my hands…

Just look at those polka dots and rhinestones!  It’s a sparkly bling bonanza!

Jealous?

Eat your heart out!

(pun intended…LOL)

Inspiring Children to Read

One of my responsibilities as a reading teacher is to find ways to inspire my students to read.

Most of them hate to read.

The only things they willingly read are their Facebook updates, text messages, and fast food menus.

They care not for written prose penned out, or should I say “pecked” out, and printed on something we call paper.

We teachers have what are called “Book Talks” to get our kids interested in reading.

Last year, I watched as my friend, Barb, gave a book talk in my room.

Then, I tried to imitate her.

I quickly discovered that there is a difference between telling about a book and sharing about a book.

Anyone can tell about a book simply by picking it up and reading its book jacket.

To share about a book requires that you first READ it.

When you share, you do something more than recall mere facts…the who, what, where, when, and why.

You become animated as your entire being connects with memories of having read the book.

Your eyes light up, your heart races, and your voice shakes from pure excitement.

You are sharing more than just words.

You are sharing a passion…THE passion that was stirred inside of you when it was YOU who was reading the book.

Your excitement is infectious.

It’s way better than the flu.

It doesn’t hurt anyone.

Oh sure, it can lead one to lay around in bed all day, but not because of a fever…unless one is talking about a fever to read.

See, here’s the thing.

Kids are used to being given lip service.

They can smell sincerity a mile away…or rather deception.

Their ears have the uncanny ability to hone in on empty words that have no feeling behind them.

The first time I watched Barb give a book talk, she put her entire body into it.

The kids ate up every word that came out of her mouth.

Then, I watched as she pointed to various books on the bookshelf that used to be hers but which she’d generously donated to my prior-to-then empty classroom.

She told students details about most of the books on those shelves…

Because she, herself, had read them!

That’s when I started reading…

And ordering books…

And doing more reading.

Now, I even READ about books, and the process starts all over again.

On Thursday, I showed a book trailer to a group of students…about a book I’d just read a review on…and when I mentioned that I was going to order the book that very afternoon, they began arguing about who would get to read it first.

That is powerful.

But it doesn’t happen unless the fearless leader (i.e., the teacher) has laid the groundwork by first being the model…by setting the example.

Which is what I’ve been working hard at.

Here are a few of the books I’ve read lately that I haven’t told you about…

UnWholly, by Neal Shusterman, is the second book in the Unwind trilogy.  The third is rumored to be coming out later this year.  This book blew me away in the way it introduced and delved into very controversial topics…things we need to start getting the younger generation to think about.

The Lightening Thief, by Rick Riordan, is probably a book that I’m the last to read, I’ll admit, but cut me some slack.  I’m making up for lost time!!  I enjoyed this book and was able to connect back to it when I watched the most recent episode of Person of Interest.  I’d be reading the second book, except that one of the dogs pulled it off of my table and chewed it up.  I’m going to be ordering a replacement the next time I get paid.

Messenger, by Lois Lowry, is the third in The Giver series.  I cried as I read the ending of this book.  Characters from the previous two books, The Giver and Gathering Blue were reunited.  I got to learn more about them as the book’s underlying story unfolded.  This book and its simple yet descriptive language touched me to the core.  I am eager to read the final book, Son, of the quartet.  It’s currently making its way to my home even as I type this.

Hit the Road, Jack

Dear Fred Jones,

I am writing this letter to inform you that I am ending our love affair.

Yes, I realize that we were only together for twelve weeks, but quite honestly, you have fulfilled your purpose, and I am no longer in need of your attention.

Our time together taught me many things.

1.  I will be more in control of the little realm I refer to as my “Queendom.”  No longer will I allow others (i.e. the teenagers who enter my realm) to take advantage of me and control my emotions.

2.  You taught me how to ward off attacks to my confidence with one single look…the Queen Victoria look…solid…without emotion…relaxed jaw in check.

3.  I learned the importance of “The Turn…” slow…toes pointed out…arms hanging behind my back…steady gaze.

4.  You taught me that it’s pointless to argue back with a person who’s set on putting forth his/her demands or objections.  Listening, with a straight yet unemotional face, while not defending or arguing back, is the way to go.

5.  You taught me the importance of helping kids to save face by not calling them out in front of their peers but by having steps in place to help them recognize and correct their behavior on the sly.

So thanks, Fred, for all that you contributed to our brief relationship.

I know it won’t be long before you find a replacement (or two) for me.

Though they don’t know it yet, I pray that they take to heart the lessons you so enthusiastically wait to bestow upon them.

Sincerely,

AuburnChick