Context is Everything

As always, at our International Baccalaureate school, the activity ended with a reflection.

Today, the whole school had viewed the moving documentary, He Called me Malala, and the students were asked to name their favorite part. Later, after they were gone, another teacher on the team came to my room to share one of her student's responses:

My favorite part was when she took one right to the forehead.

I gasped. And then laughed, because he has obviously been influenced by popular media, and his phrasing was (excuse the pun) right on target.

Fortunately, the students were also asked to explain their answers, and so he continued:

I couldn't believe she survived to tell us how important school is.

Snow Hole

January 7, 2017:

Washington: trace
Richmond: 8"
Yorktown: 12"
Virginia Beach 10"

February 9, 2017:

Washington: trace
Baltimore: <1 p="">Philadelphia: 4"
New York: 10"

All my teacher friends are beginning to despair!

Clean Your Ears, Lassie

I was only listening with half an ear this morning when I heard a school announcement that made me take notice.

The NJHS is sponsoring a kilt drive. If you have any lightly worn kilts that you no longer need please bring them to school. All kilts will be cleaned before being offered to students and families who may need them.

A bonny parade of tartan capes, bagpipes and Glengarry and Balmoral bonnets whirled through my imagination as I considered who might have a few extra kilts around and better yet, who might want them?

And then I realized with more than a wee twinge of disappointment that I had misunderstood the student announcer. We were having a plain old coat drive.

I'd Like to Buy a Vowel

Each quarter we give a "predictor" assessment for the high stakes test which lies ahead. The kids know the routine; there is even a special app on their iPads so that they can access the test that much more conveniently.

As the teacher it is my role to "green light" the test, and in doing so I have a few options. One is to put a download password on the assessment. I have the sense that the creators meant for this feature to prevent students from taking the test outside of class where, presumably, they could get unauthorized assistance.

That concern is not very relevant to me. I've found that 6th graders don't really want to take the test in class, much less anywhere else, nor do they care enough about the results to bother cheating. I personally like the password because it forces everyone to stop and perhaps even listen to me for a moment before they plunge into multiple choice land, and I try to make my passwords somewhat amusing.

A few years ago, a student actually guessed the download key before I could give it, and ever since then it's been my practice to challenge the kids to guess what it might be. Today was no exception, and after a few hollered-out inaccurate predictions, one of the students suggested we play hangman for the answer.

It was brilliant!

Analyzing the word cues and clues and employing other strategies to decipher the password was a perfect warmup for the test. And? Although I can't prove any causal correlation, as a group, they didn't do too bad at all.

Student Concerns

"Does C. have any friends?" the counselor asked at our weekly student concern meeting.

"He and E. are pretty tight," one teacher noted.

"Yeah," the counselor nodded, "but they went to elementary school together, and I'm wondering if either one is branching out."

"They're both kind of quiet," I said. "But how come you only asked about C?"

"Well," she started, "maybe it's just resting sad face--"

"You mean RSF?" someone wise-cracked. "That's a thing?"

"He just seems a little withdrawn," the counselor finished. She shrugged. "I'll probably just put him and E on different teams next year."

"Hey now!" I said. "Why do you have to be so extreme??"

She looked confused. "What do you mean? I just want them to make more friends."

"That is an introvert's nightmare!"

Throwin' Stones

I am a person who likes to go places when I exercise. For hikes, the top of the mountain or some other scenic view is sufficient, and a long bike ride will also do, but if I'm walking, I want it to be to somewhere for something; the farmers market, the grocery store, the post office, a restaurant, you get the picture: I stroll with a purpose.

And in fact, we were walking home from the movies this afternoon when I saw a woman jogging purposefully our way with a library book in hand. Even so, I couldn't help giggle when she passed. "It must be overdue!" I whispered to Heidi.

What I Learned Today

I'm taking a quick graduate class on word study-- 3 credits in 6 Saturday sessions-- and today was the first meeting. A few observations:

For the teacher with the second most years in the field, the ice-breaker was not too onerous.

What size is my vocabulary, anyway?
(According to a couple of online tests, somewhere between 28 and 35 thousand.)

What the hell is an affricate?
(Answer: a phoneme that combines a plosive with an immediately following fricative or spirant sharing the same place of articulation, e.g., ch as in chair and j as in jar.)

The new(ish) thing is to refer to students as "kiddos."

When certain kiddos dominate the group activity, other kiddos check out.