Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Bless Me Ultima Glogster

I LOVE GLOGSTER

http://christinm.glogster.com/bless-me-ultima/

Sunday, April 25, 2010

The Senior Project...

So I know there's been a lot of discussion at the school, district and classroom level about the senior project, but for me, it's about to get worse.

My district is proposing tabling the SP for 2 years due to budget concerns and because they can't afford to keep people in the position of grad project coordinator when they need teachers in the classroom. Of course, I don't have a coordinator--I AM the coordinator.

So, here's the problem: My school (A PLC) requires a graduation project apart from the county standards. It's part of the model of our school. However, if none of the other schools require it and we do, we won't be getting or keeping students and we won't be graduating anyone. (That's the whole point of our school--to increase graduation rates)

Anyway, I've already had calls from parents (whose kids aren't doing well in the project this semester) saying that it's not fair and blah blah blah. I'm already frustrated and realizing that I'm going to have to revamp my entire curriculum over the summer.

My biggest frustration is, that while I'm not a fan of all aspects of the grad project, it certainly provides a level of preparation that students would not have been forced to encounter prior. I plan on implementing a senior English paper, which is pretty standard I think, and perhaps a service learning project.

Saturday, April 17, 2010

More on Poetry Out Loud!

Heather asked in a comment about how G did at the state competition...so here's the update:

I want to start by saying that I could not be more proud of my student. The other competitors were excellent and the pressure was certainly there. He did not move on to the final round, but he did a great job and can be personally proud of his performance.

My husband accompanied me to Raleigh, where the event was held at the NC History Museum. It was so well done! They really did a fantastic job of not only hosting, but educating the students and audience and making the students feel at ease. There were sound checks and practice times and time to relax and focus. My husband isn't a literary person really, and he enjoyed every moment of the event. It was really a fun time.

And the students were phenomenal! I was so impressed with each one.

As for my worry that I was not preparing G properly-- well--I'm not so worried about that anymore. He was right where he needed to be and he hopes to compete again next year!

It was painful when G found out that he was not moving on. I could see his face, which I now know so well and I could see his disappointment. But on the following Monday, when he came to school, an amazing thing occurred...G came to school wearing his dress shoes, pants, shirt and tie (that we had helped him pick out with the assistance of his mother) and his certificate in hand and showed all the students his achievement. Here I was worried that he would be upset or depressed! He was proud of himself! I breathed a sigh of relief and we posed for a picture together. A great end to this year's POL!

Monday, April 12, 2010

When life gets in the way...

This week, I have to practice what I preach. My students are the kind of students who have had trouble in school when "life gets in the way." Every day I encourage them to reach their goals and not give up--keep plugging through "Macbeth" or whatever they may be working on.

This week, I will have to lead by example. My life is getting in the way of all of my obligations. My Gram is dying and I spent most of spring break with her. The funeral could be any time now and the pressure and grief is mounting.

But...I still have senior papers to review, I still have a parent to meet with today during planning, I still have to give G his assignments for "A Raisin in the Sun." And, most of all, I have to prepare to be gone at any time. And this is where I have to trust that I have taught my students how to continue even without my guidance at every turn. Isn't that what I really want for them afterall? I want them to be able to guide themselves, turn to each other as resources and follow the plans I have left for them. That is what self-pace, non-traditional education is all about.

But for now, I try to remain present, remain their teacher during the hours I am here and push them like there's no tomorrow!!!

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

"This is Just to Say"

I am very partial to the poetry of William Carlos Williams. Particularly the poem "This is Just to Say." Last week, I was working on a poetry writing unit with my three Creative Writing Students and I asked them to find three poems each: 1 that "sang" to them, 1 that they just liked and 1 that they really hated. For each of those poems, they were to write a 1/2 to 1 page (double spaced) response and address certain questions I provided or respond freely. Then, we all sat at a table together, read our poems and talked about like, dislike, hate, love...

I was by far one of the most eye opening experiences of my life. One of my students wrote about his love for the poem "I am the People, the Mob" by Carl Sandburg. I don't have what he wrote in front of me, but it literally brought me to tears. I had NEVER thought about the poem in the way that he made me think about it.

Well, back to Williams...as it turns out one of my students dislikes his poetry for the exact reasons I love it: the choppy lines, the super short poems, the simple settings and singular focus etc. And the student asked me why I liked poetry that "wasn't really like a poem." Wasn't that a great opportunity to discuss what makes a poem a poem? This is the joy of my teaching experience. I adore the opportunity to share what I love, be impressed by the thoughts of my brilliant students and open their minds to new ideas. I'm teaching and learning and thinking and doing and living all in one. Education is not just well designed lesson plans and well organized classrooms--it's about engaging students and sharing the passion for language and learning.

Somedays, I love my life.

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

The time flies and the exhaustion sets in...

I cannot believe that it is March 23. I cannot believe that I still have so much to do with my students. I cannot believe that some of them, particularly seniors, do not realize that time is running out.

I have 21 seniors this semester. The first rough draft of their research papers were due last friday and 12 of them didn't turn it in. Not only did they not turn the rough draft in, they didn't tell me why it wasn't done or even speak to me about it until I approached them.

I am left feeling very frustrated. Didn't we go over the process? Didn't I guide them to find good sources and learn to take notes and write an outline and blah blah blah...? Haven't I worked one on one with most of them to answer difficult questions, learn more about their topics and read articles/books/journals with them? What haven't I done? Oh yeah...I didn't write the paper for them. LOL How silly of me not to have realized that I would need to do that. (sarcasm)

I have to say though, that the papers I did get turned in weren't bad. Attempts were made at integrating quotations and incorporating sources like we had worked on. MLA citations were hit or miss, but they could show me that they were trying. Some students even came to the realization on their own that the voice of their paper wasn't correct. So, I guess there are some moments when it looks like there's really a teacher, teaching.

This process is exhausting for me. I become deeply invested in each of my students and I simply do not have enough time.

Sunday, February 21, 2010

Getting ready to attack a new week

I have a student who is going to compete at the state Poetry Out Loud competition on March 6th! www.poetryoutloud.org

I am his English 3 and Creative Writing teacher as well as his POL coach. I am really feeling the pressure of this responsibility. The first difficulty I faced was in helping him to select his three poems for memorization. I wanted him to not only meet the guidelines of the competition, but select poems that could serve him best.

Preparing for this event has lead me to reflect heavily on my relationship with this student. G is an amazing kid, but he has various issues to overcome. One, he has disgraphia. Luckily, we have a computer for every student in every classroom, so this is not a huge issue. Two, he is highly gifted in almost every academic area that I am aware of. Three, he is unarguably odd. This student reminds me a great deal of my younger brother who is a genius and also has disgraphia and is very odd. I believe there are mental health issue as well, but I am not privy to what they are. The world is not an easy place for kids like this.

But anyway, like I was saying, POL is helping me to reflect on my relationship with this student. I have taught him for English 1, 2 and now 3 and Creative Writing. I will have him for English 4 next year. Essentially, I will be his only English teacher for his entire high school career. I remember the first day I met G--it was the open house for the 2208-2009 school year and I had NO idea what I was doing yet. I was still reviewing other English teacher's pacing guides and trying to decide what I was doing. Around the second week of our time together in English 1, I began to notice that G did not use any punctuation. NONE! I asked other teachers about this and was told that he was LD etc. I read G's writing, studied his lack of punctuation and one day, decided to sit down and talk to him about it.

"I've noticed you don't use punctuation in your writing." That's all I said. He looked at me. "I know you don't think it's important, but you're going to have to use it." Ok, so I didn't really know why he didn't use punctuation, but I guess this was my instinct talking. "Yes," he said "I really don't see the point." And that was the beginning of G and I really working together. It's been quite an interesting 2 years.

I have really enjoyed watching this student grow. I will be working with him very intensively over the next 2 weeks to prepare for POL. It will be, I'm sure, something I will remember fondly. I'm so glad I'm past the crying part of being an English teacher!