I am quite certain I have remembered this before, but July has allowed me a new remembering of that previous rememberment–it is important to play in your teaching. The other day in my ESY Summer School classroom we were listening to the Trolls Soundtrack during Centers time. One of my little pea pods clearly had…
Gah! It sure is hard to teach and live and blog and do all the things. Time passes so quickly in a woosh of days, moments, and last-minutes. While I have sworn more than once that I would never ever teach during the Summer again, I am. And you know what? It’s great! I teach…
Student: Have you ever wondered what it’s like to be a duck? Me: Actually, not one time in my life so far. Should I have? Student: Well, it might be a good idea.
Earlier this year the students I had the great fortune of teaching at the time were choosing theme songs. The purpose was to help create a vision of success in their growing brains while sneaking in some reading and writing. We talked about imagining themselves enter a room, concert hall, field, meeting–whatever location would hold…
The lovies are playing board games, dressing up from the costume bin, and challenging me to various card games. They’ve earned some free-choice time at the end of the day on a Friday. J. observes B. is not paying attention during our game of Uno and is causing our game to go more slowly than…
Me: Okay dudes, there’s something we need to get done today. Third period started on it today, and it didn’t go very well. In fact, I was kind of frustrated. I’ll tell you what it is, and maybe you have an idea for how it can go better? A: We could just pay attention. I…
B: We should come up with a nickname for Boss. Me: Like what? Boss is pretty short. B: How about Boss with one S?
The Scene: Journal-writing time. The schmoopies are all writing. In fact, they all started writing early–before the bell rang (!!!). Schmoopie T. has a question. Typically, there is no question-asking or question-answering during writing time, but since they started early I oblige… T: Um, does the Tower of Pisa lean? Me: Well, yes. T: Okay……
In the midst of talking to the class about something vitally important (to me), I hear a low-level ruckus. I look up, see the cause of the ruckus, pause, ponder, and say… “So… Kiddo A… Whatcha doin’ in the trashcan, buddy?” He looked up, shrugged, and went back to his desk. Goal Progress: 4/20
One of my sweet-niks will sometimes say “based on a true story” after an announcement, or a story, or something funny. It cracks me up. He does it in a kind of announcer voice, and his timing is perfect. I will finish a free lecture (I think I keep telling you I’ll explain the free…
Wear The Cape 