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Snorkeling

Yesterday, my friend/mentor, Cinda, came into my classes and made smoothies for my students.  It was her way of celebrating the nearing end of a writing unit she taught them.  The unit revolved around an article titled “Mind over Munching,” and it required that students investigate the claims that supported how our minds control the food choices we make.

While she made the smoothies, I worked with students as they completed their paragraph frames.

This writing business is tough, let me tell you.  Kids have to be taught what a topic sentence is and how to cite evidence.  This requires a lot of higher-order thinking and is the crux of Common Core standards.

After my last class, we spent some time reflecting, as we always do.

One topic led to another, and I shared with her how much it had meant for me to watch her teach.  I can see my approach to lesson planning taking a new direction as I now want to incorporate multiple strategies with single pieces of text.  I think doing this will help students deepen their thinking, make our units more relevant, and will connect more standards in a logical way.

Cinda and I continued to talk, and I told her that this is a big year for me because I don’t feel like I’m doggy paddling anymore.

She responded by saying, “You’re swimming now.”

Then, she corrected herself and said, “Actually, you’re snorkeling.”

I turned my head sideways in question, and she explained that I am doing more than swimming at the surface of the water but am taking my teaching to a deeper level.

What a wonderful visual, eh?

As I take the next step in lesson planning, not merely filling in the boxes on my lesson plan template, I will be leading my students to do more than check standards off of a long list.

Their ability to analyze, synthesize, evaluate, and ultimately create new understanding will become the norm instead of the exception.

Teaching continues to be an exciting adventure for me, and as I grow more adventurous, my students won’t be able to help themselves as they get pulled in with me.

This is what teaching is all about!

🙂

Students Drive Their Learning

I know I may have mentioned this a time or two, but it bears repeating.  This is my fourth year of teaching.  My first year, I doggy paddled, trying to keep my head above water while I juggled the demands of planning five different lesson preps for five different grade levels.

My second year of teaching, I doggy paddled again, because I had switched to a new teaching position in the public school system.  I was also teaching a subject I didn’t know much about for the first time.  There were a lot of things to learn, and I was lucky to get lesson plans formally typed up.

My third year of teaching, I began to put pieces together, and my lesson plans changed.  I taught with a little more confidence, but it was still a hectic year as I worked to finish my Reading Endorsement and other important district training.

I know that it’s only October during my fourth year of teaching but it has, thus far, been vastly different from the other years.

Now that I understand a lot more about why students struggle when they read, I’m beginning to take my lessons to deeper levels and challenge my students even more with a lot of higher-order questions.

I’ve worked a lot with my mentors over the last two years, and this year, one of them, Cinda, has spent an enormous amount of time with me in my classroom.  She’s been modeling a series of lessons with a writing assignment as our final targeted goal.

Cinda constantly challenges me to get my students engaged in metacognition…thinking about the thinking process…questioning what tools they used to achieve certain goals.

She’s started to rub off on me.

As such, I wanted to figure out a way to have my students reflect on the units we cover.  I know that for myself, personally, I grow more during my reflection process than at any other time as I try to figure out what went wrong in a lesson and how I can improve learning the next time.

With that in mind, I designed a couple of forms, which I’m calling “In the Driver’s Seat of My Learning.”

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I’m calling students to me, one-by-one, and reviewing last year’s FCAT scores, the first Discovery Education (DEA) assessment, and the first fluency assessment.  I’m asking students to write reflections about their FCAT and DEA tests.

Meeting with each student takes approximately ten minutes, so this is a very slow process; however, it is one that is reaping large rewards.

Students are blown away by the numbers.  I don’t know that they’ve seen them yet.

As I have them write down the number of questions they got right in each category (and explain how many total there were), I watch them take deep breaths and mutter under their breaths.

After they write down their DEA scores, I have them compare the FCAT and DEA numbers and ask them to explain to me what they think we need to focus on.

I’m also showing them their DEA reports, which are in color and color-codes each section.  Seeing things in red (level 1) is quite the wake-up call, let me tell you.

The news isn’t all bad, though.  I work very hard to focus on positives because these children need encouragement or they will give up.  Students are seeing their strengths, and the DEA reports show green and blue for levels 3 and 4-5, respectively.  The good numbers and colors raise their spirits and their confidence.

What has floored me the most is their honest reflections.  Some have commented on the temperature of the room in which they took the test.  Many students were cold and could not stay focused.  My question to them:  “What should you do when you take it this year?”  They answer that they should take a sweater or a jacket.

Some have told me that they had a bad day.

Well, yes, I understand that, and I empathize by telling them at being a teenager is a tough time fraught with many emotions.  However, I also use a little bit of tough love and tell them that I’ve had many a bad day but have gone in and worked anyway (remember when I lost Aubie and the day after Chicky tore her ACL?).

Some of my students have told me that they hate to read, so when their literary analysis numbers are low, I am able to help them make connections between their lack of reading and their struggles with plot, character, setting, and figurative language.

One of my students told me that the FCAT chat was good for her because it put the numbers in front of her face.  My jaw dropped in awe of her directness.

I’ve watched as kids who are normally very distracted become extremely serious.

We are talking about serious stuff.

We’re talking about them graduating.

We’re talking about what they need to do to improve their scores so they can walk across that stage in a couple of years.

When they leave the table after our chats, I believe my students walk away with renewed purpose.

They have their folders in their hands, and they’ll keep their folders, which contain the DEA report and Drivers Seat documents.  My hope is that they will see those folders every time they open up their classroom portfolios to grab classwork or their independent reading books.

I want them to see, at every turn, the goals they want to accomplish.

I can care about the kids to the moon and back.

I can do everything short of standing on my head to help them learn.  Heck, if I thought I could still balance myself, I’d be willing to do that too!!!  🙂

In the end, though, it’s the students who are responsible for their learning.  They are the ones in the drivers seat of their education, and they will ultimately be the ones to decide exactly how far they will go.

I’m a co-pilot, honored to be sitting beside them, helping them navigate their way through, providing helpful advice when I can, and encouraging them every leg of the journey.

When They’re Hungry

On Friday, I paired students up to work on a Say Something/Selective Highlighting assignment.

One of my girls insisted that she didn’t want to work.

I had a few problems with this young lady the first week and a half of school.  After writing her up and working with an administer to show her grace, she’s been a model student.  I’ve been extra sensitive to her as well because she had written a letter of apology that explained that she often comes to class angry, but that the anger isn’t my fault.

With that in mind, I chose not to get angry when she refused to work.  Instead, I kept encouraging her.

Finally, I quietly asked what was wrong, and she told me she was having a bad morning…that she was hungry because she had not eaten breakfast…that she rarely eats breakfast, in fact.

Sigh.

My heart just broke.

I didn’t have any food on hand, but I did have candy.  I went to my file cabinet, pulled out a bag of Starburst, and gave her a few pieces, asking if she would do her work in return.

She smiled happily and complied.

Every time I saw her lagging, I walked over and put another piece in front of her.

To be fair, the other students in my class got candy too…the first round, anyway.

I was reminded of a couple of things.

First of all, just because a student won’t do what I ask, it’s not because they are mad at me or being obstinate just for the sake of being difficult.  There’s usually an unrelated but deeper issue.

Second, kids function better when they are fed.

My first year teaching at this school, I had a very challenging first period class.  One day, I took cereal to school with me, poured several bowls of it, and distributed the bowls to each student.

The kids completed their work that day…without grumbling.

I continued to feed these students almost every day of the school year.

I didn’t do this last year…didn’t really see the need.

Friday’s incident reminded me that I need to be extra sensitive to the needs of my special charges…most of whom come from low-income households where breakfast isn’t a guaranteed meal and the breakfast provided by the school doesn’t fill their teenage bellies.

I am so grateful to the young lady for not responding in anger that morning and for trusting me enough to open up, share her needs honestly, and, in the end, yield her will to do what needed to be done so her education wouldn’t be hampered that day.

My First “Semi-Flipped” Lesson

Today was a good day.

It was Friday.

My students seemed to enjoy the lesson I’d planned.

I got my nails done.

I was surprised when I came across this inspiring reading reflection from one of my students…

Inspiration struck as I thought about my day and the students who had left early to attend an away game.

I called a friend for some help.

A few months ago, she and I had discussed ways to help our students, and I had mentioned flip lessons, which I’d been researching at the time.

She took my words to heart and began recording her lessons so her students could use them to study with.

When I put together my concerns about catching my students up along with knowing about my friend’s recorded lessons, I knew I had to try it out.

I opened up the SmartBoard file I had worked from all week, clicked the record button within the program, and talked my way through the lesson.

Then, I went to YouTube and uploaded the fourteen-minute video to my account.

A few minutes later, the video was ready!

The sound quality isn’t quite what I’d like.  I got too close to the built-in microphone.  Next time, I’ll use an external mike that I have placed in a drawer somewhere at school.

Still, though, I am very excited with my first recording.

I didn’t work off of a script but free-lanced, just as I would in my classroom.

I sent the link to the video in my weekly update that I emailed to parents tonight and am eager to receive feedback.  I will also post the link to my Edmodo account so my students will have access to it there.

Let me know what you think!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D_pHn1miPPQ

The Best First Week Ever

Yesterday ended the fourth first week of school in my teaching career thus far, and I can honestly say that this has been the BEST start I’ve ever had.

I walked into class the first day very nervous.  I’ve been told that veteran teachers get butterflies each year as well, so I knew I was normal in this respect.

Armed with a vision for the week and the structures and routines I wanted to train my students with, I began.

The first couple of days of school are traditionally the honeymoon phase where everyone, including the teacher, is on his/her best behavior, so it didn’t surprise me to see my students smiling, nodding their heads, and going with the flow.

What did surprise me was the way their enthusiasm continued throughout the week.

I kid you not.  It did not waver.  Not one little bit.

When the last bell rang on Friday, I was nearly in tears…not from being overwhelmed but from a sense of joy and hope.

Later that night, I wrote my students’ parents an email to update them about our week, and here is part of what I said:

The first week of school is over, and what a productive one it was!  We spent a lot of time working on classroom procedures and discussing expectations.  The students brainstormed ideas of what constitutes acceptable behaviors and habits of citizens of our community of learners.  They were insightful, and it was a privilege to watch them discuss, among their peers, why certain behaviors were more important than others.

My overarching question for the school year is:  What are we, as citizens of this community of learners, doing to prepare to be college/career ready.  It is my goal to keep the students focused on the bigger picture…the prize at the end of their high school journey.  I explained to them that by helping create the classroom behaviors (I am not using the word “rules” this year), they would “buy in,” take ownership, and do everything they could to help the classroom as a whole succeed.

There were a LOT of discussions among peers.  Research has proven that students who collaborate frequently show the greatest learning gains, learning to think at the highest levels cognitively.  This is another of my goals…to help them learn to think outside of the box.  Only when they do this, will they be able to analyze and understand the various types of text placed before them.

Students had the opportunity to earn three formative grades this week.  They wrote a letter to themselves the first day and described feelings (good and bad) about last year, concerns/feelings going into this year, goals for the year, and a plan to obtain their goals.  Their letters were candid and revealed so much of their hearts.  I was greatly touched by their writing.  I will return these letters at the end of the year.

Today, I took them to the computer lab to help them set up their Edmodo accounts, school-issued Gmail accounts, and Remind101 message subscriptions.  These are all technology tools that I will be using during the year.

I cannot tell you how happy I am with what I saw this week.  Your children were respectful…to me and to their classmates.  They were accepting, especially when we engaged in a Flocabulary discussion today (ask them how they feel about minors being restricted from using indoor tanning beds).

I saw eagerness in their eyes this week.  They want to succeed, and I strongly believe that they will.  They have already forged bonds, and I know that the sense of family we began developing this week will grow more and more throughout the year.

My mentor, Cinda, and I talked about what made the difference this year.  She asked if was my experience, knowledge of Kagan structures, and confidence.

While I feel that these factors did play a role, I told her that I thought it was God who had orchestrated the details…the combination of students…the grade I am teaching (nearly all tenth graders who are a lot more mature than incoming ninth graders).

I also think the success in my class can be attributed to my heart change that occurred this past summer…the new perspective gleaned from introspection.

I am rested.  I am seeing my students through new eyes.

But, again, that is all because of God, who graciously restored me.

It is my strongest desire that the rest of the year is equally exciting as I watch my students’ hearts and minds stretch.

Reading Is…

On the first day of school, I had my students complete a profile page as a way to get to know them.  I used a template I found on the Internet and changed it to read “Englishbook” instead of “Facebook.”

I tweaked some of the questions and let my kids have a go at them.

When I sat down late that evening to read them, I was often surprised by what I found.

Take a look at one student’s response to the prompt, “To me, Reading is…”

I completely agreed with this tenth grader’s answer, and I identified with it wholeheartedly.

I spent my childhood with my nose in a book.  Even during high school, I was rarely without one.

I read my way through John Jakes’ Kent Family Chronicles series, a fantastic collection of historical fiction, along with most of his other books that had been written at the time.

I read espionage novels penned by Tom Clancy.  Sure, I didn’t always understand the submarine terminology and such, but the whole idea of the government being behind the bad things that happened in the country sent my mind reeling and gave me a lot of knowledge to build from years later when I returned to college as an adult and studied history as my minor.

I read froo-froo books as well.  The Sweet Valley High series had me stalking the bookstore, eagerly awaiting the next installment of Jessica and Elizabeth’s drama-filled lives, and I shared books with the other girls in class.

The books I read took me away from the dysfunctional home I lived in.

They helped me believe that everything would work out in the end, because most of the books ended with all loose ends wrapped up with a pretty little bow.

I honestly believe that although my students always start out complaining about having to read silently during my class, they grow to love it because it does, in fact, become the escape they so desperately need to cope with the real lives that surround them.

Such wisdom was revealed through one simple prompt on a form.

When Teenagers Write…

This year, I am teaching primarily tenth grade students.  Two of my classes are a combination Intensive Reading/English.  Within that framework, I am also teaching writing because tenth grade students in my state have to take FCAT Writes in February.

The task is huge.  For some reason, most students in today’s schools do not know how to write properly.

I had a very frank talk with my classes and explained that they would be writing every single day.  Not that they didn’t before, but those assignments were usually responses to the reading they had done each day.

This year’s writing instruction will be much more formal.

With this in mind, I set the stage from Day One by having my students write a letter to themselves on the first day of school.  I asked them to describe things they had liked and disliked about the previous year.  I asked them to describe their feelings going into the new school year.  I asked for examples of goals they hoped to meet this year and a plan for attaining these goals.

You could have heard a pin drop as those kiddos went to work.

When I read the responses later, my jaw dropped.

Students had been very candid, and I learned so many things about each student…much more than I had up to this point in previous years.

The stories they wrote…of running away…of being bullied…of skipping school…of being suspended numerous times…oh, how they broke my heart.

What made me weep openly, though, was their expressed desire to change…to be a better daughter and sister…to make new friends who would support them…to attend school every day…to be on their best behavior so they could stay in school.

It was as though time had stopped while I sat on the couch late Tuesday night, hesitant to read each story because of the pain and hope that sprung from each page.

The second day of school, we watched Ashton Kutcher’s speech from the Teen Choice Awards.  I’d seen the speech on Facebook and decided to turn it into a learning opportunity inside of my classroom.  I broke his speech into three sections, created questions related to these sections, and watched as my students diligently answered each one.

We had wonderful discussions as we analyzed each part for a deeper meaning.

These students are bright.

They are eager to share.

They are eager to learn.

Teenagers’ writings reveal glimpses into the vortexs of feelings that swirl within their souls.  Not quite adults, they don’t always know how to express their feelings, so they act out.

Given a pencil, a piece of paper, and a prompt they can relate to, students find a way to escape from the shackles that mire them down in muck as thick of quicksand.

They are given a voice, from which sings lyrics of sadness and hope.

When a teenager writes, he/she finds something that is often missing from their world…a voice.

It is a beautiful thing to behold.

Hanging Out at the Hodgepodge

Today is the second day of school.  I had a GREAT first day!  I don’t know if it’s because we are very much in the honeymoon phase or what, but I genuinely believe I have some really good kids this year!  Of course, I have really good kids every year!  😉  So, let’s get on with the Hodgepodge!  Visit Joyce to link up!

1.  What’s your worst food memory?  How about one of your best?

My worst food memory involves eating Brussels sprouts when I was a child.  I just could not stomach them.  I have no idea how I got through a particular dinner.  Obviously, I lived to tell about it.  My best food memory probably happened during the Alaskan cruise we went on a few summers ago.  I’d been doing the Daniel Fast for seven months and had not eaten sugar during that time.  I indulged in one dessert on the cruise, and it was as though fireworks exploded in my mouth.  It is amazing how your body reacts sometimes!

2.  Do you appreciate people telling it like it is, or would you rather a speaker temper his/her words and maybe beat around the bush a little?  How about when you’re the one communicating…which type are you?

I like people who play things straight with me but with a soft touch.  People who tell you the truth but are rude can go find someone else to kick around, thank you very much.  Show some tact sometimes!

I tend to be a person who does both, depending on who I’m talking to.  I think I am usually fairly direct, though, but I’m also long-winded.

3.  What’s your favorite place to hang out?

Joyce didn’t specify if we had to hang out by ourselves or with others.  I’m going to say that I like to hang out on my couch with a comfy pillow and blanket.  Yep, as the second day of school rolls around, I can honestly say that I already miss my afternoon nap time.

4.  When do you most feel like you’re a slave to time?

I feel as though I’m a slave to time from August to June.  Teachers live bell-to-bell.  it dictates EVERYTHING we do, and there’s no way we’ll ever get done with everything in the amount of time we’re given.

5.  What was the last concert you attended?  Who’d you go with? Was it any good?

I last attended a Toby Mac concert near the beach two years ago.  He is a Christian singer and very, very good.  He had old people (I’m not talking about myself) jumping up and down!  He did an impromptu acapella number when the speakers went out.   This man is quite gifted.

6.  Reality TV…harmful or harmless?  What’s your guilty pleasure when it comes to reality TV?

Reality TV is harmful when people actually believe that others live this way.  I like them because they are an escape from the reality of my hectic life.  My guilty pleasures are many.  Heehee.  I like Big Brother, although Aaryn needs to go.  What an immature and offensive young lady!!  I also like the Bachelor shows.  I don’t believe in dating more than one person, and I don’t believe in the hanky panky that goes on.  Disgusting.  BUT, I’d like to believe that fairy tales can happen.  Watching helps me fight my cynical side.

7.  What’s something you think is overrated?

Famous people are highly overrated.  What is the big deal, folks?  They become famous for mostly inconsequential things.  Why should we elevate them to star status when everyday people are the ones really making a difference in the world?

:::stepping off of my soapbox now:::

8.  My Random Thought

My heart is very full right now.  I mentioned that it’s the second day of school.  My first day was the best I can recall to date.  The highlight of my day was seeing former students came by to visit…give hugs…tell me they wished I was their teacher again.

Working at the same school for three years running now has allowed me to continue building relationships with students.  They have grown to trust me more each year, and when my first kiddos walk the stage this year, I’ll be cheering them on as loud as their parents.

Chicky Meets Some 4th Graders

Today, Chicky will help welcome an eager group of fourth grade students to the classroom she will be student-teaching in until December.

She called me yesterday to tell me how well the pre-planning had gone.

She was originally supposed to work with a third grade teacher and had, in fact, been in contact with the teacher before the college term ended in May.  However, the teacher decided to retire a year earlier than originally planned, and Chicky was assigned to a different teacher.

As Chicky shared details about the new teacher, she prefaced by saying that God’s hand was evident in the recent turn of events.

The veteran teacher played softball at another college in Lakeland, so she understands the demands of balancing a sports commitment with student teaching.

The teacher is very laid back and seems to be one of the few not stressing about Common Core standards.  Her style of teaching appeals to Chicky because this is how she wants to be as well.

The veteran teacher also appreciates that Chicky has an in-depth knowledge of reading inventories, diagnostic testing, and Common Core standards.

Southeastern has prepared my girl well, and it looks as though she will be teaching lessons much earlier in her internship than she’d thought.  She is thrilled at the confidence the veteran teacher has shown in her abilities.

Chicky will be working in a Title 1 school…not a first for her, but every experience helps.  She will have the privilege of helping prepare students to take the FCAT Writes exam.  It is given to 4th, 8th, and 10th grade students in Florida.  I find it ironic that I will be teaching 10th graders and preparing them for the same exam.  I’d love to pick up some tips from my girl.

I continue to be amazed at her fortitude and her ability to juggle her hectic schedule.

Good luck today, my sweet Chicky!

I know you are going to touch lives from the moment those little ones enter your room.

I know that they are going to touch your life, and that you will never be the same after your tenure in this room ends.

I love you more than…well…anything (including my vegan desserts)!

You are precious, and I am so humbled by the way you continue to serve God and bring Him glory through the use of the talents He has blessed you with.

Love you forever…

Love,

Mama

Getting Organized…One Folder at a Time

Oh the joys of pre-planning.

Actually, truth be told, I kind of like getting things organized.

I can be nerdy that way.

On Thursday, I put on my builder’s hat, borrowed some tools from the front office, and got to work…

Please do your best Tim the Toolman impression as you take a look at the hardware I got to play with…

I did a very good job…didn’t have to take anything apart and put it back together.

The end result?

A new bookcase!  I had run out of space, and my books were packed together.  This doesn’t lead to much student interest if a child cannot pull a book off of a bookshelf.  I found it at Target for $25…on sale this week,  Yay!

Yesterday (Friday), I got a lot accomplished.  I wanted to set up a couple of different files for my students.  My experience has been that they take forever to staple things together, and I’m usually ready to pull my hair out by the end.  Plus, I lose valuable teaching time when they take so long to follow instructions.

I find it’s easy to ask students to “Get out your such-and-such color folder,” which is why you’ll notice that my fluency folder (below) is yellow.

Take a look at that progress graph.  Students self-monitor and look for patterns in their fluency rates.  This is what our administrators like to call “Highly Effective” because students are driving their own learning.  It’s good preparation for life after high school.

As tasks like the above get finished, I’m getting closer to the real work…lesson planning.

Inspiration struck yesterday while I was getting ready to go to school, so I grabbed whatever paper I could find and wrote as quickly as I could before the ideas disappeared from my head…

There are only a few short days until my students walk through my door.

Until then, I’ll be working feverishly to get things as close to perfect as I can…one folder at a time.