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Learning is hard: “Getting to know kids through content”

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I’m participating in Ruth Ayres Celebrate This Week. Check out the link up here.

Today, I’m celebrating that learning is hard, and messy…even when it looks fun and fluffy.


IMG_5916Every year, I almost cancel my puppet project before it even starts. I think about the planning: finding research times, writing times, prep times, sewing times, practicing times, show times… So. Much. Time. I think about finding enough parent volunteers, begging for supplies, trips to the fabric shop, and how much fleece I’m going to have to cut and count just to get it ready for the kids. I think about how hard it is to get everyone started on that first day of sewing. I think about how students will look at me like I have 2 heads when I show them how to thread their needle and how to whip stitch. But, In the back of my mind, I do remember why I do the project.

I see flashes of students gathered in “sewing circles.”

IMG_1414-1I see students faces beam with pride as they right-side-out their puppet’s face for the first time and say, “Look! It’s a real puppet!”

I see students putting their information into creative, entertaining scripts and rehearsing for their puppet show.

I see families coming to watch the show, wondering what all the fuss is about, and families leaving with smiles and pride. IMG_1922

I see emails I’ve received from parents telling me, “Thank you for all you do to teach them in creative ways…my child learned so much, benefitted so much….The newspaper should do a story on this project… ” Those emails are wonderful reminders of how a project can mean something to a student.

My Instructional Coach said something at a meeting the other day – it was a lightbulb moment for me. We were talking about curriculum, responsive teaching, relationships and knowing our students. We were talking about inquiry and literacy and my Instructional Coach said, “Content is one of the ways we can get to know our students.”

Content? I think I’ve always had content and relationships separate in my brain. I teach students…and what I teach them is content. But my coach is right (as usual – don’t tell her I said so…) and I felt the lightbulb turn on. I have been reflecting on this throughout the week, especially as it relates to my Greek research project that culminates in a big puppet show.

This content, along with the process, and the product for that matter, really helps me get to know my students. Often, I see a different side of them. It isn’t just the contagious engagement level: Many students who are used to experiencing failure are often successful; Some students who are used to experiencing only success often hit some roadblocks along the way. I love to watch their mindsets as they work hard to be persistent. It takes rigor to pull out a whole row of stitches and start over. As students take their information and turn it into creative scripts, they are working hard and having fun.

IMG_0095Sometimes I feel defensive when people ask me about this project. It takes a long time, and a lot of effort by students, teachers, and parents. At first glance, people may think it is “fluff.” Sometimes students are worried about the project challenges and tell me “I’m not crafty.” I’ve had parents tell me that when they first looked at my information about it, they rolled their eyes. Even after the first day of sewing, it still looks “messy.” (And I don’t just mean the piles of embroidery floss and small bits of fleece!) Some kids are left with so much sewing to do after that first work time that people don’t believe it’s ever going to work. I still get nervous after that first day.

But then — it works. The kids are amazing. The parents volunteers are amazing. The puppets are amazing. The scripts are informative and fun. At some point after the project has been put away, I know I will stop finding fleece bits on my clothes.

So, when it was once again time to start planning the research and sewing calendar, I took a deep breath.  I sat down to really write out the purpose of this project. I wanted it to be more than an awesome feeling. My list of “Knows” and “Dos” and “Understands” filled up a page and a half of a google doc.

Let me tell you the truth. I actually like “fluff.”  I think “fluff” has its place in our classrooms, because our classrooms are full of children. But, here’s another truth. This project – the one where my kids research and plan, symbolize and represent, write and revise, rehearse and preform? This project is not “fluff.”

After this project, students will know more about ancient Greece, research, script writing and presentation. They will have gathered, evaluated and organized information. They will have symbolized with representations. They will know how to whipstitch, and how to hot glue. They will have performed in front of an audience! My goal is that they will understand that creative expression can be hard work, and that creativity is not the opposite of learning.

Celebrating in Free Verse

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I’m participating in Ruth Ayres Celebrate This Week. Check out the link up here!

Celebrating. . . in free verse for April Poetry…

Thursday's Run
I think it's been about a week since I last ran, so I lace up and head out. My itchy ankle distracts my warm up walk, and suddenly my app tells me to start. So I start, and I'm slow. I can't believe it's been only a week. What kind of person am I thinking I can run? I can't run. But I do. So I go, I will myself not to look at my pace. That will just depress me! Instead I remind myself of my first runs: Run for 90 seconds, walk for 60, repeat. My phone rings, I ignore, my music comes back, softer than before. I am annoyed. I can't get my music loud enough, my pace fast enough, my stride long enough. It's warm, and I like to run in the cold. I'm crazy, crazy for running, crazy for not running. I think it's been more than a week. Maybe it's been two. This run is not fun.  But at least I'm running. This is not a good run, but it is A run. And my next run will be better. It better be better.
Getting Report Cards Done
Papers piled, late work too, kid blog posts & comments, emails, google docs. I'm overwhelmed. Stressed. I could blame snow days, delays, spring break. Instead I blame myself:  I got in over my head, I was tired, I was busy, I accepted so much late work. Too much. But I finished! Report cards and comments are entered, and a new blank slate called "The 4th marking period" has begun!

#sol15 March 31 Onward! Type! Delete! Type! Post!

Slice of LIfe  This is my last slice  in the March Slice of Life Challenge: A slice a day for all of March.  You should do it next year!  Thank you, Two Writing Teachers! Readers, check out their site, and start slicing! 

 

I type 
and I type
I select all 
delete

I try again
and delete and delete and delete

I have slices to write
even just from today
but nothing is working
so I delete and delete

I want to write about
surprise coffee from Mardi 
surprise support from Kris
the power of listening
and checking in with my class

There are ideas in my head about 
articulation and wading through words
and how writing is thinking 
and power 
a window, a door

I'd love to tell you about how 
bad I am at following through
how consistency is not my strength 
A month of slicing feels like 
success
pride
But then I'd have to admit that 
It's been a week since I really exercised
I. Need. To. Go. On. A. Run.  
(But, it's dark and I'm tired)

It's the last day of March slicing!
I'm proud 
And my mind is 
still
cluttered
with 
slices

So onward!
I'll keep slicing
and typing 
and deleting
and typing
and deleting
and typing 
and 
posting

 

#sol15 March 30 Complaints

Slice of LIfe  I am participating in the March Slice of Life Challenge: A slice a day for all of March.  You should do it too!  Thank you, Two Writing Teachers! Readers, check out their site, and start slicing! 

 

Feeling Complain-y today… And since I’m dreaming of ordering  this T-Shirt…. I figured I may as well write some poetry. 🙂

My skin, dry 
my house, a mess
my email?
A load of stress

My work, piled
high at school
While I'm at home,
a sleepy fool

My grades, due
My daughter has a cold
Laundry, clean but
I still have to fold

My nose, stuffy
I need to file a nail
Students owe me work
Please don't let them fail

My computer, wonky
It has a mind of its own
Making it hard for me
to do work, not groan

April, I need some time 
A meditation, a rest
But what will I get?
A standardized test

#sol15 March 29 Flashback

Slice of LIfe  I am participating in the March Slice of Life Challenge: A slice a day for all of March.  You should do it too!  Thank you, Two Writing Teachers! Readers, check out their site, and start slicing! 

 

My daughter is on the couch with 100.4° temperature, miserable with a cold. I am trying to quickly clean the bathroom. She calls me and I yell “Hold on! I just want to finish this and I’ll be right there.”
As I finish scrubbing, my mind goes to a day years and years ago when I was doing dishes and my son kept calling my name over and over and over. I don’t remember the exact reason I was at my wits end with the whining and neediness. I do remember I said something like “Stop! Stop whining, ‘mommy.’ Hold on! I need to finish the dishes, and then I’ll be there!”
I think I had to repeat it because he called me again. And again. I finally walked to the living room, most likely with my eyes wide, my eyebrows up in annoyance at my 3 year old. (I think he was about 3, maybe 4). That’s when I noticed that there was a man on my porch, knocking on the screen door. That’s when I remembered that a psychology professor was coming to meet with my husband about a video project.
“I think he was trying to tell you I was here,” the professor said. I noticed (or imagined) a hint of raised eyebrows, incredulous that a mother could be so daft.
I don’t know why I’m thinking of this old story — I’m not annoyed that my sick daughter needs my help. My mind tries to make sense of my flashback, perhaps it was just my words:  “Hold on!” that brought it back. I wonder if the professor was judging my lack of mothering skills, or if it was just me. I wonder how many times I judge someone’s comments or actions without thinking about what they may have just been dealing with. It’s been a long time since that day, but if I met that man again, I would still have the urge to defend myself.  I would still want to say, “Yea, I was a great parent too… before I had kids.”

#sol15 March 27 Thanks for the Feedback!

Slice of LIfe  I am participating in the March Slice of Life Challenge: A slice a day for all of March.  You should do it too!  Thank you, Two Writing Teachers! Readers, check out their site, and start slicing! 

 

“Thanks for the feedback!” Bo told us, as he handed us his card and we walked out of the restaurant.

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After our dinner, we had politely told Bo that we wanted to give him some feedback. We included how kind and helpful he and the rest of the staff were, and also the fact that the soup hadn’t been hot.

(DISCLAIMER: Food was excellent, service was great… soup was apparently just a bit cool. My table of friends would recommend this place in a heartbeat. In fact, if you are in Virginia for the UVABPI, go tomorrow! 🙂 

“We aren’t complaining. Just giving you some feedback that you can hopefully use,” one of us said.

He listened and apologized, and we all talked with him about how it was a timing issue. The restaurant opened under this management 3 weeks ago, and they are still getting their whole game together.

Our table of teachers explained to Bo that we had just spent the day learning about assessment. “We are sitting beside you,” we told him even though he probably thought that was a weird thing to say, considering we were seated at our table, and he was standing next to it. “We want you to use this feedback as learning. We can’t wait to come back and eat here again.”

Bo thanked us for our feedback and planned on using it to better his timing. Do your kids thank you for your feedback? 

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Assessment. Today was about assessment. I love that the latin root of the word assessment means “to sit beside.” This isn’t what many people think of when they think of assessment, even formative assessment. Carol Ann Tomlinson says that “on-going assessment for planning and feedback, not for judgment and grades…helps us teach better, and helps students learn better.” This idea that assessment informs our teaching is one that we should know as teachers, but we often forget. I think I can get caught up in all that assessment can  mean, and lose sight of how often I am informally doing formative assessment, and giving feedback. Today helped me solidify some ways to do my formative assessments.

If you are like me, and need a reminder of which kind of assessment is which, this gem from today may help:

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Now at the restaurant tonight, we had already tasted the soup, but others were going to taste it too. So, I think our feedback can still be considered  formative. We didn’t judge (or complain) and we gave our assessment as learning (and we hoped they would work to better their timing). It looks like assessment is everywhere, right where it should be.

And that folks, is just another slice of Virginia!

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#sol15 March 26 A Slice of Virginia

Slice of LIfe  I am participating in the March Slice of Life Challenge: A slice a day for all of March.  You should do it too!  Thank you, Two Writing Teachers! Readers, check out their site, and start slicing! 

 

Imagine my delight, when nearing my hotel, I saw this sign:

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Look closely, slicers…

 

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That’s the HOME. OF. THE. VIRGINIA. SLICE.

So what are my Virginia Slices so far?

Carol Ann Tomlinson uses a great analogy to curriculum. “Standards are not a curriculum. A textbook is not a curriculum. A pacing guide is not a curriculum. These things are ingredients for creating a curriculum.” If you take a grocery bag with meat and tomatoes and onions and spices, you can use those ingredients to make a base for a lot of different meals. Just like you can use the elements of curriculum to make many different engaging curriculums. 

This is a perfect, smart analogy, of course. But again with all the meat! Where are the Virginia Vegetarians? So far in Virginia, I’ve seen signs of spring, and meat.

Flowers.
Flowers.

 

Meat.
Meat.

 

 

 

 

And of course my real slice is the amazing Carol Ann Tomlinson. My word. I could listen to her for days.

I’ll leave you with some of my favorite quotable quotes:

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Can’t wait for tomorrow!

#sol15 March 25 Learning

Slice of LIfe  I am participating in the March Slice of Life Challenge: A slice a day for all of March.  You should do it too!  Thank you, Two Writing Teachers! Readers, check out their site, and start slicing! 

 

Tomorrow I'm going to learn.
Best Practices
Differentiation
Carol A. Tomlinson

Today I learned. . . 
To say goodbye to my kids before school... for 4 days. Four!
 (extra hugs)
To have a quick car ride 
  (stories from Jodi)
You can eat a vegan meal at a restaurant full of meat
   (portabella mushroom, hold the cheese!)
People talk about meat a lot 
   (oh well)
to laugh as much as possible 
   (easy peasy)
How to slice when my computer is acting wacky 
   (fast)