My philosophy of the week has been tested by meetings, emails, and colleagues, but with one day left before winter break, I think I'm on pretty solid ground.
Thursday, December 17, 2015
Wednesday, December 16, 2015
Packages, Boxes, and Bags
So, we were talking again today about the difference between a fan letter and a letter that tells an author how his or her book made some kind of a difference to you, the reader. One of the examples that students evaluate is a blatant fan letter full of praise and not much else for Dr. Seuss:
I have always read your books and love them dearly. It’s unbelievable to me that in your lifetime you wrote so many books that are so good. They recently came out with the movie, “The Grinch,” after one of your books. Your books are so funny! I love how you make up words instead of using plain words.
"That's definitely a fan letter," one of my students told me.
"I agree," I answered, "but what could the letter-writer do to make it more of a thoughtful correspondence?"
"Maybe he could say something about the Grinch," the student suggested.
"That sounds good," I said. "You know the story, right?"
He nodded.
"Well, what do you think the lesson might be?" I asked.
"Protect your stuff!" he answered without hesitation, "because the Grinch might get it!"
I have always read your books and love them dearly. It’s unbelievable to me that in your lifetime you wrote so many books that are so good. They recently came out with the movie, “The Grinch,” after one of your books. Your books are so funny! I love how you make up words instead of using plain words.
"That's definitely a fan letter," one of my students told me.
"I agree," I answered, "but what could the letter-writer do to make it more of a thoughtful correspondence?"
"Maybe he could say something about the Grinch," the student suggested.
"That sounds good," I said. "You know the story, right?"
He nodded.
"Well, what do you think the lesson might be?" I asked.
"Protect your stuff!" he answered without hesitation, "because the Grinch might get it!"
Tuesday, December 15, 2015
Scaffolding
While some students were finishing up their SRI test today others were working on an assignment to prepare for their next writing piece, a Letter about Literature. (It might be fun to click on the "Letters about Literature" label at the bottom of this post to review all I've written about that particular assignment.)
It was quiet, but there was a steady stream of students with questions coming up to my desk. At last it occurred to me to upload the text of the assignment and see what its reading level was. It came out to be a lexile of 980, which is nearly the median of sixth grade (925-1070). There were a number of students who were not yet reading on that level, however, and that pretty much explained all the questions.
For them this assignment, like many others in school, was doubly challenging: they struggled to read the content, and then they had to use their understanding to apply the information, evaluate the passages, and answer the questions. Teachers know that there will be a range of reading in any given class, though, and so we plan our lessons to accommodate everyone, as I did today. Students work independently, then in pairs, and then we check their answers with the larger group. That way everyone can access the content and concepts despite their reading level.
Even so, it surprised me today when a student approached me to ask about the task. "I don't understand what you mean 'give suggestions'," she pointed to her sheet.
"Oh, that just means that if you think it's a fan letter instead of a thoughtful correspondence, you should write some suggestions for changing it," I told her.
"But I don't know what 'suggestions' means," she said.
Ohhhh.
It was quiet, but there was a steady stream of students with questions coming up to my desk. At last it occurred to me to upload the text of the assignment and see what its reading level was. It came out to be a lexile of 980, which is nearly the median of sixth grade (925-1070). There were a number of students who were not yet reading on that level, however, and that pretty much explained all the questions.
For them this assignment, like many others in school, was doubly challenging: they struggled to read the content, and then they had to use their understanding to apply the information, evaluate the passages, and answer the questions. Teachers know that there will be a range of reading in any given class, though, and so we plan our lessons to accommodate everyone, as I did today. Students work independently, then in pairs, and then we check their answers with the larger group. That way everyone can access the content and concepts despite their reading level.
Even so, it surprised me today when a student approached me to ask about the task. "I don't understand what you mean 'give suggestions'," she pointed to her sheet.
"Oh, that just means that if you think it's a fan letter instead of a thoughtful correspondence, you should write some suggestions for changing it," I told her.
"But I don't know what 'suggestions' means," she said.
Ohhhh.
Monday, December 14, 2015
Scanning
My students took their mid-year SRI today. It is a reading "inventory" created and administered by Scholastic, one of the top companies profiting from education accountability and big data. Hardly surprising, they also have a math assessment which is called the SMI.
All these acronyms can be confusing to the students as they try to navigate to the right online test to take, but my kids? Are super-cooperative and always helpful to each other.
"Isn't the SRI for math?" someone called out today.
"Nope," his charitable classmate corrected him, "that would be MRI. You don't need the MRI."
True.
All these acronyms can be confusing to the students as they try to navigate to the right online test to take, but my kids? Are super-cooperative and always helpful to each other.
"Isn't the SRI for math?" someone called out today.
"Nope," his charitable classmate corrected him, "that would be MRI. You don't need the MRI."
True.
Sunday, December 13, 2015
The Weather Outside
It's been quite a few years now, but one Christmas we went down to Florida where Heidi's brother lives. The two of us arrived in town a little earlier than her folks, and so we headed down to Key West for a couple days.
And the weather we are having here in northern Virginia right now? It's a little warmer than the southern most point of the continental USA was that December. What can we do, then, other than shuck our winter woolen wear and fire up the grill?
Done.
And the weather we are having here in northern Virginia right now? It's a little warmer than the southern most point of the continental USA was that December. What can we do, then, other than shuck our winter woolen wear and fire up the grill?
Done.
Saturday, December 12, 2015
All through the House
What with the beautiful weather and the holidays looming, the theater was pretty much deserted this afternoon around four when we finally got around to see the last installment of The Hunger Games. I would be tempted to quote Clement Moore and tell you that not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse, except that wasn't quite true. On my way up to claim my seat, a little guy scampered right past me. I don't know if he liked the movie, but I'm sure he enjoyed the popcorn spill beneath the seats on the next tier down.
Friday, December 11, 2015
Won't You Help to Sing
There was a light rap on my classroom door yesterday afternoon. The librarian poked her head in. "Do you have a minute?" she asked. I nodded and she sat down.
"Tell me about J," she said.
She is also the producer of what I like to call "my favorite show", the morning announcements, and I knew there had been auditions earlier in the day.
"Well," I started, "he's impulsive, and that gets him in some trouble, for sure, but he wants to do well."
"He didn't do poorly at the tryouts," she told me, but the faint praise made me brace for bad news. "Did you read his application?" she asked.
I had not. She pushed the rumpled sheet of paper across the desk, and I recognized his crooked scrawl. Under Why do you want to work on the morning announcements? he had written, Because everyone thinks I'm dumb and bad and I want to show them I'm not.
"How can you say no to that?" she asked rhetorically.
"You can't," I agreed. "When does he start?"
"Tell me about J," she said.
She is also the producer of what I like to call "my favorite show", the morning announcements, and I knew there had been auditions earlier in the day.
"Well," I started, "he's impulsive, and that gets him in some trouble, for sure, but he wants to do well."
"He didn't do poorly at the tryouts," she told me, but the faint praise made me brace for bad news. "Did you read his application?" she asked.
I had not. She pushed the rumpled sheet of paper across the desk, and I recognized his crooked scrawl. Under Why do you want to work on the morning announcements? he had written, Because everyone thinks I'm dumb and bad and I want to show them I'm not.
"How can you say no to that?" she asked rhetorically.
"You can't," I agreed. "When does he start?"
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