Friday, October 25, 2013

Albert and Olive and Friendships That I Miss

Beads For Sale

I miss some of  my old students.

One of the most magical thing about my personal teaching journey, has been teaching the same students for 2, sometimes 3 years. You can probably imagine the amount of growth we've experienced together, on both sides, as they develop their learning craft and I develop my teaching craft.

I miss Albert, but more particularly, his best friendship of many years with Olive, a very gifted girl in my class whom I have taught all 3 years of my teaching career. Albert was also a stellar student of great intellectual curiosity with a thirst to be the best. They were wonderful friends, innocent playmates on the playground who could share in elaborate pretend. They would brandish stick wands and travel across continents in the time it takes to cross to the other side of the play-structure. The classroom, in their minds, was a race to the top. "It's lonely at the top" might be a common saying, but not for these two. They were in good company up there, and always pushing each other to the next great height.

It makes me think more than ever than I HAVE to do my next DRC* on Olive. She is the only student for whom I have a real burning question: How can I take up Albert's mantle and push her big brain to the limits? Once upon a time she was a 2nd grader among 3rd graders. Now she is a 4th grader among 2nd graders. She's finally at the top of the chain, but I'm not sure she feels that way. For once in her entire school life, she has no Albert by her side to help navigate the path to 4th grade glory. She inspires me and she breaks my heart. How do I give her that torch to light the way so she can navigate her own path to excellence?

Loel and Meraud Guinness  (LOC)
 

*DRC= Descriptive Review of a Child

Monday, October 14, 2013

Ladybugs, Tornadoes, and Swirling Galaxies; a reader's response

Abell 1689: A Galaxy Cluster Makes Its Mark (A galaxy cluster at a distance of about 2.3 billion light years from Earth.)

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One of the main things that stood out to me during my reading of this book was the fact that many of these strategies geared towards English Language Learners would also benefit native speakers in their own emerging literacy and language skills. For example, reading and re-reading the same read-alouds is useful for native English speaking classes as well as ELLs. As Buhrow and Upczak Garcia state, "this repetition once again gives ELLs access to their new language and text through pictures and modeling of conventional English. It allows them to develop their listening and speaking skills with texts that become more familiar with each read. With kids who have more experience, reading and rereading allows a deeper look at the story" (Buhrow and Upczak Garcia, 2006, L. 1214). I feel that in this quote, you can replace the word ELL with Emergent Readers and the meaning and value remain the same.

Many things squared with my thinking and experiences, having been fortunate enough to work in loosely structured environments like the one described in the book and having seen some of the techniques in action. In our classroom, we have some of the same features described in the book, such as comfortable beanbags for kids to read and write on, and plenty of clipboards to use as "moving" desks. If we had more space, I'd love to have more comfy armchairs and low tables, and really internalize the notion of "feng shui, the art of designing space that maximizes the flow of energy so that it doesn't become trapped or stagnant, to create a low-stress, comfortable environment where learning and thinking is not only conducive but comes naturally to the children" (Buhrow and Upczak Garcia, 2006, L. 339). The authors also make cogent points about adult readers and writers preferring comfortable environments with ambiance to do their work. It makes perfect sense to let kids experience this as well, and lets them model what adult readers and writers do.

Modeling is a big part of what squared with my thinking in this book. While I have not implemented many of the strategies mentioned, my understanding of the value of modeling has been growing since I began this program. I can so relate to the authors when they say "too often kids think 'success' means pleasing the teacher, so they try to copy us" (Buhrow and Upczak Garcia, 2006, L.555). Just today, I asked a student who had gotten in conflict what he thought he should do to resolve the situation. He said "apologize?" With this chapter fresh in my mind, I asked him if he wanted to apologize because that's what he wants to do or because that's what he thinks I want him to do. He answered the latter. It just goes to show me how careful I need to be as a teacher in guiding students to make their own decisions and not base everything off of what they think the adult in the room wants. This all goes in to taking ownership of one's own learning and even one's own life.

I am being pointed in new and delightful directions by many of the practices in this seemingly utopian classroom. I love love LOVE the idea of letting kids go free with chart paper. Where did I get this idea that big chart paper is just for teachers to control the use of? What better way to show them that their work is important and valuable than to let them publish it in big bold writing on a beautiful large sheet of paper? Also, the idea of raising thumbs rather than hands. It sound much more pleasant and models more closely how adult conversations should go. I really like how the teachers "label the work with placards that say things such as 'Works in progress,' or 'Thinking in progress,' or even 'Thinking is happening here,' which allows other children, teachers, and parents to watch the entire thought process from start to finish" (Buhrow and Upczak Garcia, 2006, L. 369). I had never before considered the value of the thought process the way Buhrow and Upczak Garcia do, and indeed they use many unconditional methods such as having kids write in pen rather than pencil so that the records of their evolving writing skills are not erased in the editing process. I also think this celebration of the process rather than the finished product must lift some of the pressures of perfection some kids feel. I know in my classroom, I have students who hate the editing process because to them it means their work is "wrong" or that they weren't smart enough to get it perfect the first time. As a teacher (and a longtime student) of writing, it breaks my heart to see these limiting, rigid attitudes towards their own worth as writers based on a first draft effort. By displaying works in all phases of the publishing process and celebrating the merits of all the stages, I can imagine a shift in attitude ocurring that would teach children those values I so want them to absorb. I also think that my goals in having a less teacher-centered classroom culture would be aided by these displays of works-in-progress because as the authors say, "when kids are able to see other writers' thinking, writing, editing, and rewriting, they notice and learn from each other through the writing process" (Buhrow and Upczak Garcia, 2006, L.382). Of course once again, being able to display work and leave work out to this degree requires the privilege of space, something that is hard to come by in our little classroom.

I am drooling over the beautiful organization and user-friendliness of the class library described, where they practice "putting the books in small tubs based on a theme, then labeling the tub with a sentence, underlining the important word or words, and including a picture" because it "increases a child's access to different kinds of books based on interest and reading development. Of course it would naturally follow that "kids spend less time searching for books that interest them and more time reading" (Buhrow and Upczak Garcia, 2006, L.445). This is the way my class library is organized in my dreams, however at the moment, we are very limited by space. I wonder how Buhrow and Upczak Garcia would tackle organizing my library in my given space? Or even my whole classroom?

Still circling in my mind are a few of the moments in the book I took issue with, at least for my personal teaching situation. in Location 728, Buhrow and Upczak Garcia talk about using eye contact rather than calling names during large group discussions. Instantly, I thought of some of students on the spectrum of Autism, for whom eye contact is often uncomfortable and unnatural, and is something a teacher must ask for or remind him or her of. Those students may be uneasy maintaining eye contact with the speakers, and their lack of eye contact does not equate with lack of attention in many cases. While eye contact is a social norm and expectation in our culture and should be something teachers continue working with reticent students on, I don't think it would work in every classroom in the place of identifiable social gestures such as hand-raising. There is something too subtle and socially dependent about the eye-contact method that could confuse and muddle the whole model of exchanging ideas and conversation we are trying to convey. Some kids need more concrete representations to scaffold them through social situations that require taking turns when speaking, etc.

All in all, the possibilities explored in Ladybugs, Tornadoes, and Swirling Galaxies so far leave me feeling thirsty and eager. I want to become a leader in my own classroom and put some of these ideas to the test, and see for myself the kinds of changes it creates in the lives of students and teachers, all learners in their own right.

Tuesday, October 8, 2013

Tuesday. AKA the day I murdered 2 yellow jackets in a display of awesome bravery and protectiveness

Child at Insect Zoo
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Attacked by yellow jackets today during science. It's funny, because something has been in the air; one teacher came in this morning and warned my colleague to beware her "saturn rising" or something ominous along those lines. Then my principal came back from lunch with a random small birthday cake because "it's that kind of day." Of course this was not a day to expect to take 6 kids into the woods for some peaceful tree trunk diameter measuring and come out unscathed.

I don't think I've ever been in a situation where I am protecting kids but I also feel scared myself. After I realized what was happening when two girls got stung, I yelled "everyone run!" and we all high tailed it to the building. It was chaos. I was swatting them out of my own hair while kids scattered. We banged on the door to be let in, kids panicked, stung, weeping. I ushered them inside all the way into the classroom (I had lost 3, I hoped they were with the science teacher and not cowering under a swarm of angry yellow jackets in the woods somewhere). The room was dark, quiet and empty when we entered it, a weird contrast to the little girls with contorted faces who didn't know if they should sit down or drink water or sit down and drink water.  To make matters worse, we quickly realized the attack was not over. J screamed "It's on my sleeve" and I calmly pulled her away from the other kids and whacked the thing to  H E double hockey sticks with my Field Journal. My Field Journal is my new favorite possession.

It's so completely weird to hear yourself saying "you're safe, take some breaths, relax" while you can hear your own heart thumping in your ears. A teacher with first aid came to treat the wounded and a few more survivors staggered in. Meanwhile, the science teacher was in the hall, running around with a fly swatter and taking care of the infiltrating insects. To help paint a picture for you, he is a british martial arts instructor who usually wears a kind of pilot jump suit and his long gray hair in a ponytail. He was very gracefully and fearlessly leaping around in the hall and shouting battle cries as he swatted at the yellow jacket. At least that is how I am remembering it. I said I was looking for L and he said "She's in the preK classroom! Quick, close the door, there's one loose in the corridor!" I shut the door behind me and I saw the little bugger bouncing against the ceiling and meandering down the hall. Not to brag, but I must tell you how I trained my eye on that creature with the sangfroid of a stone cold assassin. All trace of fear vanished. Very calmly, I stalked that yellow jacket into a corner and dealt it a fatal blow with the trusty old Field Journal. I got a high five from the science teacher. And some pit stains on my blouse. 

(Full disclosure: I may have actually swatted and missed a few times and maybe even shrieked and cowered and ran away from the centimeter-long opponent before I ultimately defeated it... but the point is I defeated it).

I kept the two yellow jacket carcasses to show them to the kids. I put them on a yellow post-it and topped it with an overturned little glass. One of them had some twitching legs and antennas. I don't really know why I kept them. Maybe I am hoping I can salvage this experience for the kids somehow, find a way to channel their fear into curiosity. It's just so ironic that you go into the woods to help children form bonds with nature, and you may end up traumatizing them and leading them to develop nature-phobias. Trying to stay cool in front of the class was a challenge, but I think I pulled it off. I got lots of curious kiddos peeking at those insect bodies, and asking good questions about these attackers. A few of them even started to appear proud of their battle wounds as they shared it with the other half of the class who hadn't been present. 

If I accomplished anything, I hope I was able to convey to the students that there's a difference between healthy caution and straight-up fear. I let them know that I NEVER kill living things unless I feel it is absolutely necessary, like to protect my students, and that I have only respect in my heart for the yellow jackets (though between you and me, there was some satisfaction in crushing the culprits who hurt my babies). Knowledge is the power that can keep us safe. How about we learn how to avoid yellow jackets in the future! Fun, right? I'm sure I didn't say it as gracefully as that, but you get it. After all, isn't that the approach we want to help kids develop as they interact with all facets of life? Informed, critical, but also inquisitive and bold?