Organizing Twelve-year-olds

I know, it sounds like an oxymoron.  And it kind of is, but I’m always looking for ways to help my students be organized enough to get the work they actually do handed in so they may receive credit for having done it.  We do almost all of our work in class.  I rarely (okay less than rarely, almost never) assign homework.  Does that make me a not-so-rigorous teacher?  Maybe.  But what I have learned in these last twenty years is that less than half of my students will ever manage to do the homework I assign.  So it becomes one more thing that drags their grade down in my class.

I have come to the realization that seventh grade is such a transition year, from childhood to adolescence. It is an important piece of their future success and, I believe, is the year for them to learn strategies for school success that will take them forward through to high school and college.  Hence, my focus on organization, because they sure don’t have it!

Anyway, here is how I’m trying to help my students be a little more organized and in charge of their own achievement:

1.  Every student has a file which is kept in a file cabinet that they have access to.  I used to just tell them they could put their work there if they were afraid of losing it.  Now we hand the folders out at the beginning of every class period.  As we do the day’s work, they put it in their folder.  The folders are collected at the end of the period.  At first I alphabetized them but when they are handed out each day, their order in the drawer doesn’t really matter.

2.  On Friday, I hand out a cover sheet of which a copy is placed on the Elmo, with all the week’s assignments listed, along with the number of points I have decided each assignment is worth.  They copy the assignments, and then take them from their folders and put them in order.  They write a reflective paragraph at the bottom of the page and staple it all together and hand it in.

3.  They sometimes have earned some extra credit, either by a word game I have offered as a closing sponge activity, or a “Success Ticket” they have earned by giving a correct answer or perhaps just being on task at some random time.  They can also earn extra credit (as long as their other work is done) by completing a poem analysis or a book preview on some sheets I devised.  Evidence of their extra work is attached to the packet.  They receive ten points for doing the cover sheet completely, including writing the paragraph.

We do this every Friday, even if we only have two or three things to hand in that week.  It is the consistency that seems to make it work.  They can now copy the list, organize the work and hand it all in within about fifteen or twenty minutes.  I take home a pile of sixty two packets rather than random piles of separate assignments.  I grade and enter their work on the weekend and return it on Monday, with a number and letter grade marked on it.  They have come to count on this process, and it’s so much more efficient for me to process than the old way of piles and piles of different assignments.

I’ve been doing the packet organization all year, since my daughter created the packet cover and began to use it last year.  I tried it then, but only had them hand packets in when we had a substantial number of assignments to make it worthwhile.  This year I’ve recognized the importance of the consistency of weekly submissions, no matter the amount of work contained in each packet.

The new part for me is handing out the folders every day, so no assignments ever go astray.  In addition, I made up a “Packet Log,” which is taped into the back of their folder.  It lists each packet, the number of points it was worth, the points they received and their letter grade.  There is also a column for “Work Made Up.”  If their grade is less than a C, they have the week to make it up.  When they hand it in again, I initial that column and enter the new grade for that packet.  My goal is for the students to always know how they are doing in my class and to give them the power to change it if they don’t like it, by either making up missed work or doing extra work that can actually contribute to their growth and learning.

The first week of this semester went really well.  Only three kids in each class fell below the C grade level.  Three of them still have not made that work up, and I’ll be calling their parents this weekend, to keep them in the loop.  So far so good!  I’ll keep you posted about how this continues.

What do you do to help your middle-schoolers stay on task and organized?

A New Semester: a Fresh Start?

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Once again, the second semester has rolled around.  We’re back from vacation, fresh and ready to go.  Still slightly in vacation season, but definitely on the downhill roll to the next big test.  Tests, actually.  I just printed out our district’s Quarter 3 Benchmark assessment for seventh grade and discovered that it is 29 pages long, and has 66 questions.  The last time I checked, the state test (Ahem, State Test) has only 75 questions.  Definitely testing for the testing. 

One of the questions on the Benchmark has a two-page reading about which they answer seven questions.  Three of those questions ask the student how he knows it is written in the first person.  Really??   What are we doing here??  Asking my students to read a rather complicated two page story in preparation for answering a few duplicative questions is ludicrous.  Not that they can’t do it. I believe they can, but as part of a 29 page test?  A 66 question test, one designed to see how well they will do on the 75 question test in a month or so? Let’s get real.  This one will not be completed in only one 100 minute block.  Just like the big State Test, it will be broken into segments.

Deep breath, Lynn.  I didn’t come here to do this.  I am not here to rant, no I am not.  I came today to talk about my newest strategy aimed at keeping at my students on task, participating, doing and handing in all their work so I can stop giving so many F’s.  I swear I didn’t mean to come and rant about the stupid Benchmark Assessment.  Really.

But what are we going to do about this testing business?  In what way is it helping our students?  I have nothing against knowing what point of view is represented in a story, but I believe we are sacrificing teaching and exploring about things that our students will actually need in their lives in this world just to prepare them for the next test to come around the bend.  The excitement about learning new things has definitely taken a back seat to some drudgery.  The students say that my class is never boring, but I believe that has more to do with the fun they make for themselves (that drives me crazy) than anything I am teaching.

I read an article today in the Huffington Post about a movement toward opting out of high stakes testing.  I am shocked to say that it made me a little uneasy when I considered advocating that parents and students opt out of the testing.  Does that make me a pawn of the whole machine?  Maybe so.  Actually, yes, I guess it does.  Sometimes I just wish I could retire now and opt out of the whole thing.  Hm.  I guess I’ll tell you about my clever strategy in a couple of days, when I settle down a little.

Happy New Year from Ms. Mushroom

Well, now that 2011 is water under the bridge (or over the dam, however you prefer to interpret this bit of visual imagery) I think it’s a good time for some reflection before I dive into the rest of the school year.  We still have another week of vacation (lucky ducks!!), but I decided to go to school today and tackle the mess I left back in December.  Boy, was I glad I did, because my classroom was a disaster. When I was beginning to do some lesson planning, I picked a new textbook out of a student’s desk to look at the next unit.  I found, apart from some nasty graffiti and the student’s Facebook moniker, a friendly note written in four colors of highlighter on a piece of binder paper.  Among other things it commented that “Ms. Mushroom is boring.  This movie is boring too.”  Hm.  I know kids have nicknames for their teachers, but I never knew I had one.  Ms. Mushroom, really? I don’t even like fungi.  I stapled that note to the wall next to my desk, just to keep me humble.  Besides, someone will probably be horrified to see it there and I’ll learn more about my name.

I spent the day cleaning and renovating things, planning for the next semester.  Well, for the first two weeks of the semester.  The first thing I did was download and print the next Benchmark exam, because no matter what curriculum I use, I will have to give that test to my students.    That’s right, the grade level benchmark must be given to all students in the grade, regardless of their current grade level of mastery.

The Benchmark assessments were all redone this year.  I was supposed to be part of the committee, to speak for the English Learners, but the meeting was the week after my mom passed away and I was not able to be there.  More’s the pity where the benchmarks are concerned, because I think they are now about right for a college student, not a seventh grade English Learner or Special Needs student.  The upcoming test is 29 pages long, and has 66 questions.  And I thought the last one was bad with 52 questions.  And it was bad, really hard questions and indecipherable poetry, even though we hadn’t even done the poetry unit yet.  I have yet to look at this one, but just the length alone is enough to melt any seventh-grader’s gumption.  So there’s that.

I also looked over the Pacing Guide (since it will be too soon to jump right into the new curriculum I mentioned in the last post), and we are to be doing poetry for the first couple of weeks of the quarter.  I spent some time deciding how to teach that, and am pretty energized about the possibilities.  I’m going to use a combination of poetry and song lyrics, and try to make it more interesting than it has been in the past.  Some of the poetry in the book is great, but some of it is kind of, oh, boring, or dumb.  To me, anyway; so this year I’m going to improvise, making sure everything I pick addresses the necessary elements of poetry while also catching the interest of a twelve-year-old.  Once I have them chosen and put in a little booklet, I’ll come back and tell you what I chose, in case you’re interested.

I decided to re-begin the year with a little more organized schedule.  I don’t know if it’ll work, but I’m going to try this:  Monday we will set the learning objectives for the week (two grammar things and a reading goal of some sort).  We’ll have a grammar lesson and introduce whatever literature we’re reading this week.  Tuesday, we begin with a shared Science/English vocabulary word of the week, and then will spend the rest of the period with the literature (or poetry, informational text, etc.) of the week.  Wednesday, another grammar lesson and the ending of the literature.  On Thursday we will do literacy centers to review or augment the week’s learning objectives.  Friday (short day) we’ll finish with an assessment, our weekly work packets and some free reading.  To some of you this may sound simplistic, and I suppose it is.  However, if I can do something this collected I’ll feel pretty great, and I think the students will be more successful than they are currently.

Do I sound like I’m struggling to re-find my sanity in the classroom?  I suppose I am.  I always look for new and better ways to do things about this time of year.  I’m keeping them simple this year – maybe we’ll have a great second half of the year.   Hope all is well with you in this new year.  This is Ms. Mushroom here, over and out.

Hello? Is anyone there?

No?  Oh, right, it’s Christmas Winter Vacation and everyone’s gone home.  Thank goodness for that.  I really needed a chance to do a little review and revamp.  Actually, it seems we will be doing a major revamp in the ELD classes.  Here’s the deal:

Our district, and our school, in particular, are going to be visited by the Feds when we get back from vacation.  We are up for a Federal Compliance Review.  These happen every so often, and this year it is our turn.  Now, we as a department of two, seldom receive any attention by anyone from the ranks of supreme power, but since ELD is one category to be under scrutiny in this event, we are suddenly of much greater interest than normal.  Suddenly we need to make some modifications to what we’ve been doing for the past few years.  Our methods of CEDLT testing and reclassifying students was not exactly right, apparently. I was enlightened about that at the last minute back in October.  (Just after the last post I wrote on this blog…)

In mid-December, when we requested some curriculum for our beginning English Learners we were given a full-on curriculum presentation by a textbook publisher, which was attended by not only the two of us ELD teachers, but our Principal and the district Executive in charge of these things.  The upshot was that we ordered all new ELD curriculum, which arrived before the vacation began.  I like it, and look forward to using it, I do.  But that is to happen beginning in January.  When the Feds are here, in the middle of the school year.  Oh, and we can’t deny our students access to the core curriculum, so we are allegedly going to be using both sets of curriculum, but with no additional class time allotment.  Hm… I’ve been filling all 100 minutes every day with the old stuff.  Now I’m going to mix them?  I am not in favor of adding more class time.  Two periods of English is plenty, in my humble opinion.  I just can’t figure out how to blend the two programs. I am excited about the new one, and the structure of it seems to make sense, so I would like to just try that one alone for a while.  We’ll see how it all pans out.

Thanks for checking in, and I apologize for the hiatus.  I will keep you posted.  I promise not to let two months go by before I write here again.  You can follow along through this process of review and rebirth if you’d like.  It might be about to get messy – and what better source of growth than a bumpy road?

Middle to High school: It’s a continuum, not a restart.

When I first started teaching middle school, I somehow thought I’d have all new students.  From all new families, that is, even though the middle school is just across the highway from the high school.  As if the younger kids would come from a different pool than the older ones I’d known and loved for so long, and they’d be kind of shy and cute and, well, unknown to me. Then I learned that they were from the same families I already knew.  Sometimes they were the kids of students I’d had in my high school classes.

When I taught high school I never gave much thought to the middle school.  It was kind of like the Freshmen somehow emerged as high school students and no one else had ever really known them.  I think we all saw them that way.  It didn’t seem to ever occur to us to want to work closely with the middle school to exchange any kind of helpful information.  Those middle school people were kind of disregarded, I think.  I mean, we had them for four years in high school so we really got to know them, right?  Nothing like two years of middle school.  And once they were on our campus, those middle school people didn’t need to know anything more about them.

Now that I teach middle school, I feel on the receiving end of that disregard.  It isn’t that my feelings are hurt (okay, maybe a little bit), it’s that we are missing a chance for some important conversations.  Now, I will say that occasionally a teacher I know will contact me at the beginning of 9th grade and ask for input about their students.  I love it when they do that.  That acknowledgement is a validation of the two intense years we’ve spent with them, and it shows a genuine desire to know them as soon as possible.

It never occurred to me when I taught high school just how much those kids were cared for, and how well they were understood by the middle school teachers.  We see them through two rough years of development.  They come in as little kids, and go out as teenagers.  It all happens so fast.  We do everything we can to prepare them for high school, and then send them off  in their blue promotion gowns with little bits of our hearts.  We wish them well and want to hear how they are doing, whether the news is good or not.

When we learn what our students do in high school, it helps us learn to work better with the students we currently have.  Often I get a feeling about the direction a student is headed, and I try to change that outcome to one that is more positive.  It is helpful to me to hear what happened next, plus I still care about them.  I really do wish the high school staff could see and value us at the middle school a little more.  I bet we could all really help our students prepare for their lives if the communication between the two levels was more clear and eager. More respectful. The kids need it.

The first quarter is over already??


Wait, the first quarter just ended?  But, it feels like we’re barely beginning!  What have we done so far?  It feels like we are so far behind where we usually are at this time of year.  Let’s see…

We started the year off with gigantic classes, and that lasted for two weeks so very little was accomplished during that time.  Definitely nothing that is on the pacing guide.  The kids bonded and I sort of stood there and flapped my hands in the air.  Oh, and I bonded with a few parents.  The ones I suspect I’ll be speaking with frequently this year.

We’ve worked on working collaboratively, and that is going pretty well – but that’s not such a huge challenge.  My students always like to talk. It’s just been a matter of making them talk to who I want them to talk to rather than who they want to talk to – that kid that I’ve strategically placed on the other side of the classroom.

We finally got the classes down to a reasonable size, and I began our carefully designed unit on bullying.  Because bullying happens a lot at middle school and we are all presenting a united front to educate and eliminate.  Articles, songs, videos…we used them to teach strategies like “Say, Mean, Matter,” “Think aloud,” Cornell notetaking, two-column dialogue journals, and “Partner Grids.” That was good, and when it was time to stop, I did, even though I had more to offer. Now I do a bullying activity only on Fridays, just to keep the awareness going.

We read the first story on our list (“Seventh Grade,” by Gary Soto) and a good time was had by all. They liked it, and participated in the reading and discussing of it.  Then we read  our next story, “Thank you, Ma’am,” by Langston Hughes.  That was a good one too.  Except I started it off with a partner collaboration about a time when you did something you knew was wrong.  The kids did well on that one.  The principal not so much.  She watched the lesson and suggested that next time I give the kids sentence starters for the questions and answers so they could practice using capital letters and ending punctuation.  She missed the point completely. (I like the idea of sentence starters for discussions – a lot.  But this was not about capital letters and punctuation.  It was about critical thinking.  Not bubbleable.  Right.)

We did our two days Science/ELA lesson study.  That was very cool and occasioned two days out of the classroom.  No teaching happened for my students, because my sub plans were fillers, not teaching events.  It’s hard when you don’t know who your sub will be.  Last year I had a good one but this year she seems to be off the grid.  She probably got a job.  So, there went a couple more days.

This was followed by the advent of CELDT testing.  That has been a distraction for all of us.  We took two days of class time for it, and then another two days of their being called out for individual tests by the district testers.  Check off another week.  And this “quarter” was only eight weeks long.  Yep, that’s the end of this quarter.

Here, to end with a little gift, are a couple of things that are working well for me so far:

1.  Seating charts.  I decided to change them randomly (supposedly, only the best friends always end up on opposite sides of the room) every two weeks.  The first time I did it using index cards on the desks, very grown up.  The kids went into such a frenzy of changing them before I came in from greeting them at the door, that one kid actually got socked in the jaw and the socker didn’t even know she’d hit him.  Now I write their names on the desks with Sharpie.  Ooh, they were shocked by that.  “You wrote on the desks with SHARPIE??!???”  (It comes off easily if you write over it with a white-board pen and then wipe it off with a Clorox cleaning cloth.)  They now count on a new seating chart every two weeks.  They only moved the tables once.  I squelched that in a big way. I mean, really – like they didn’t think I’d notice?

2.  Weekly packets of work.  This was my daughter’s idea.  We use a cover sheet (her design) on which the students list all of their work for the week, along with their point value.  On the bottom of the page is space for a reflective paragraph which is required if they are to earn full (10) points for the packet cover.  There is also a line for “sticker points.”  Whenever I notice someone being especially on task or doing exceptional (for the) work, I put a little sticker on their paper.  The stickers are worth 2 extra credit points, to be added into their grade at the end of the quarter.  I was a little worried they’d lose their work before Friday so I created a file drawer with folders for each student where they can store it until it’s time to turn it in. This procedure is so great.  They are more organized, and my grades are completely caught up at least every week or so.  At first Friday was a complete packet-making frenzy that took a whole period to complete.  Now they have the hang of it and it only takes about half the time.  I’m looking for it to go even more quickly as we continue.

That’s it for now.  I have high hopes for Quarter Two, and as always, I’ll keep you posted.  My goal this time is to  implement bi-weekly Literacy Centers.  They will love that, I hope.  You’ll read about it here, you can count on that!

 

Multiple Intelligences?

Oh my, what a week. Let me tell you about it, and then I’ll tell you what I’m thinking…it’s sort of a new path of thought for me. Yesterday I was doing a story vocab lesson on a PowerPoint with my Intermediate English Learners. The room was a little darker than usual, and a few students were out of their normal seats so they could see the screen better. Two mistakes on my part, as it turned out, although this is my normal procedure.

As I was showing them definitions for the vocab in the story we’re about to read, I saw a boy pick something up off the floor. He looked at it and innocently asked if it belonged to anyone. Another kid said it was his wallet. He took it back and I thought nothing of it. A few vocab words later, the wallet owner, all 4’9″ of him was standing before me, and he said, “Ms. Jacobs, I had $22 in my wallet and now it’s gone.” Exasperated, I asked him why he had brought so much money to school, as if that was any of my business. He sniffled a little, and told me that he’d had a twenty dollar bill and a two dollar bill. A friend confirmed that it had been there at the beginning of the period.

Sighing, I continued with my lesson as the money loser writhed in agony. Finally, ten minutes before the end of the period I stopped everything and announced that money was missing and we needed to find it. Before saying anything to the class, I called the Assistant Principal and PASS officer and asked what they recommended I do. They said they would be right over. So, as I tried to get someone to ‘fess up to having the money, we waited.

The V.P. finally arrived, and when no one admitted to him that they had the money, he said they would have to search everyone and no one would go to morning recess until everyone had been searched. With that, they excused me to go to break. I didn’t feel I had a choice, so I left. I sat in my office across the playground and waited for students to begin leaving my room…and I waited. Finally, after about half an hour, well into the next period, they came pouring out, running madly for the classes they were late to. They were followed by a couple of little guys trudging across the blacktop behind the Assistant Principal.

Unsnarling this story was complex. It seems that they searched all the backpacks with no result. A two dollar bill is noticeable, so it should have been easy to spot, but no luck. They found and confiscated a few packs of gum, but nothing more. Then they announced they would be searching pockets. Suddenly a girl said, “Look! There’s some money in the trash!” She fished it out, and lo and behold, there were $33 there!

It seems that the boy who had moved from his seat had found the wallet and taken the money out. He tossed the empty wallet by the feet of the boy who announced that he had found it. As that boy was finding it, the money taker passed the cash to a friend, who passed it to another friend, who passed it on and on until five different boys had handled those bills. Finally, when the pocket searching started, the last boy had tossed it and his own $11 into the trash. So much for building a collaborative community. There was some collaboration going on, but not exactly what I have been hoping for. So that’s the first part of the story.

The second part has to do with the PowerPoint I showed. I received this slide show from a colleague who I respect highly. I modified it quite a bit to fit my own style of presenting, and my students’ ability to comprehend the definitions. In some cases I replaced her photos with some others I’d found, but I kept several of hers as well because I thought they fit the definition better than mine. Now, please don’t judge me, just look at the picture below:

Yes, indeed. The word was “bluff,” as in to mislead or fake something. Many of our students love to play poker, some of their parents are dealers at local casinos, and they understand that concept, so I thought this picture would work as an illustration. I completely missed the little lady in the bottom right hand corner of the picture until it was large on my SMART Board, and a student was crowing, “MISS JACOBS!!! Look at the lady!!” We didn’t spend much time on the word Bluff. Later on, distracted by the money stealing event, I forgot about the lady and showed the slide again in my next class. Again they noticed it right away.

I know this is taking a long time, but here is the thing I’m thinking about. My students seem to be fluent in English. They speak it just like all the other kids who aren’t English Learners. They are learning academic English, or CALP (Cognitive Academic Language Proficiency). When I told my colleague about the little lady in the picture, she laughed and said she hadn’t noticed it, and neither had a single one of her 100 students. Her students are, for the most part on grade level, or just below. They are not English Learners.

I suddenly realized the complex system of compensation that my students have developed. Reading is difficult, so they rely on what they see and hear and feel to decipher a situation, along with the words they read. They are extremely collaborative when the occasion demands it as well, as the money passing indicates.

This year my granddaughter is in seventh grade, and her school uses the same textbook that we use. Seeing her work with the same stories that my students read has opened my eyes to the vast differences between even an advanced English Learner in my classroom and a student who is on grade level or beyond. The gap is massive, and the English Learners are struggling to use everything they have fill it in. How exhausting and discouraging school must be for them at times. Once again I realize the immensity of my task if I am ever to be able show a drawing where the kids miss the scantily-clad lady and focus on the words.

On the Importance of Watering the Grass


Sometimes life has a way of getting you down, and sometimes it creeps up on you so you don’t even notice it until it’s almost too late to pull out. Like this summer, when you were distracted by some hard stuff, and let a lot of things go. Your house kind of built itself into a disaster area, for one thing, mainly because you didn’t catch it in time. It wasn’t any wildly fun parties that did it. It was actually a lack of same, probably. You came and went, and came and went, and well, you let the grass die. You realize you can actually tell people how to find your house by describing the grass. “It’s the house with the dead lawn,” you could say. If anyone wanted to find it, that is, which no one seems to want to do, and you’re sort of relieved that they don’t because the inside is pretty much a reflection of the outside. And then, before you manage to do a thing about it, everything changes.

School starts. You spend some time getting your classroom ready and it looks pretty good. You’ve brought in a few plants, and moved a couple of bookcases around. Then you learn that you’ll be having more than 40 students in there, if they all show up. That’s a little thrilling for some sick reason. You know in an abstract way that you won’t really get any teaching done with that many students, but maybe you’re just a little excited by having something to talk about. Something noticeably hard to define the otherwise hard time you’re having that you can’t really talk about. Whatever, you rearrange your room to create seating for 42 kids, with some additional chairs available as needed.

On the first day, contrary to what the powers that be expect, the students all show up and then some. They continue to show up every day after that. For some reason, the district drags their feet, wanting to make sure the numbers will hold before they add a teacher. You don’t know why they haven’t noticed that once the students arrive, they don’t go away. Nevertheless, it takes two full weeks before this situation is remedied. Two full weeks of chaos. After twenty years you totally get that having students sitting around big tables is an open invitation to talk and play, but you have no other option, so for a couple of weeks a good time is had by all. All of them, that is. You arrive home dead tired every day. By the first Friday you can’t even make it through the staff meeting. You’re asleep with your eyes open for that event.

Finally, by the end of the second week, you learn that relief is on the horizon. They’ll be thinning out on Monday, so you decide to change the look of your classroom. You move the furniture again, add a couple of soft lamps, put new bulletin boards in place. You change it so they will know that things are going to be different from now on.

When they come to class on Monday, you have them point out to you all the things you’ve changed. You explain that things need to be different now, that you’re all starting over again. The first day, it’s pretty calm. Everyone is basking in the light of that new lamp you brought in. But by Tuesday, it threatens to become just like the crowded weeks. You feel yourself leaning toward giving in to it because it takes so much energy to change it.

Then suddenly, in a moment of clarity, you realize “this is my school year, too. I need a good year as much as they do,” and you step up. You politely but firmly sit kids back down. You begin to make the phone calls home that you kind of dread making. The calls that make so much difference to all the students, not only those whose parents you actually talk to. And you realize that this period of time, these eight weeks between Labor Day and Veteran’s Day, these weeks that seem interminable when they are happening, are your boot camp. This is the time you must hold yourself and your students to your highest expectations, to teach them what is expected and to make sure you remember to expect it. It’s those daily nudges, even when you don’t have the heart for it, that will determine what kind of school year you, and they, will experience this year. And you get up and go put a sprinkler on the lawn, because it’s the least you can do.

Summer School, like the old days, only not.


Yesterday was the final day of our summer school program. I’m feeling tired but satisfied. Our program went off just as we’d planned it, and in the end the kids were pleading with us to extend it for another week. That was a high compliment in my book! Especially since they weren’t even receiving credit for participating.

Our daily schedule began with fifteen minutes of team building activities. These were games I found in the Tribes book, like “Alligators” or “I Love My Neighbor Who…” I’d start off with a greeting and morning announcements, then I’d tell them what today’s game was and everyone participated, every day.

After the morning team builder, we were excused to go to our classes. The first week we had two periods every morning, each an hour and forty minutes long. They had one period of ELD/English class and then a second period of either Math or History. After lunch they had activity classes. They had two days each of Media (I used GoAnimate and they made cartoons, and Hooda Math where thy played math games), Paper Mache piñata making, Scrapbooking (they created three pages of autobiographical images and text) or cooking. Cooking was the hugest hit. The first day they made cupcakes and learned basic cake decorating techniques, and the second day they baked chocolate chip cookies and decorated the cupcakes they’d made the day before. (Measuring, recipe reading were the skills mastered here.)

The last fifteen minutes were dedicated to writing reflections of the day. This last fifteen minute period was preceded by a bell, just like any other class, and they accepted it as such.

For the first week I struggled with bus schedules, and having the right bus stops set up. They wouldn’t make a bus stop for a girl who lived less than one and a quarter miles from school because the board had deemed students living within that radius “walkers.” I questioned the wisdom of having a kid walk a mile home in 103 degree weather, but they would not budge. Fearing for the safety of that student, I told her mom I would take her home each day.

We also struggled at first with numbers. In order for our program to balance we needed four teachers plus one who would work with a small group of eight newcomers. I’d been told that if our ratio dropped below 15:1 for the other classes I’d have to let a teacher go. None of us wanted to leave, and I knew that if we didn’t have at least 68 students by Wednesday, a teacher would be cut.

So every night I called anyone who’d been absent. I called everyone who had signed up and hadn’t shown up yet. I talked to their parents and assured them they weren’t too late to begin. I talked to the kids who said they couldn’t come and told them their friends were missing them. I told students to invite their friends to come. And it worked, all of it. By Wednesday we had 73 students, all but one with a bus to ride.

On the first Friday, as we basked in the glow of our success, one of our teachers who had been struggling with a medical condition decided she was just too tired to continue. We hated to see her go, but knew it was the best thing for her. So, we rebuilt our schedule, and a changed our teaching assignments. I went from teaching the media class to teaching the cooking class. While I am a good cook, I am not a cake decorator, so I worried about this a little at first. Decorating cakes with fifteen middle schoolers? Fortunately I had a high school student/friend who was helping and she is an avid cake decorator, so she pitched in on those days. Smooth as butter! As much as we missed our colleague, we did manage to keep going.

Several things stand out for me as helping to make this program such a positive thing for everyone involved.
* The students were all current or former English Learners. They were not there because they had failed a class the year before. They were not even getting credit for the classes. They just wanted to be there, and they stayed because they were having fun.
* While we made sure it was fun, it was still school. In my classes they wrote stories, reviewed Greek and Latin word roots, played vocab games and charades, and learned to map a story before writing it. When I thought just learning to make the map was enough, they wanted to write their stories, and did.
* There was an expectation of good behavior, and a sense of camraderie between students and teachers. Trust and a sense of community was built immediately and seemed to kind of carry us along. Because we had no one else to supervise the kids, we teachers were out on the playground eating lunch with the kids and hanging with them at break times. We were all in this deal together and relationships were built.

This experience has renewed my belief that we can have fun while meeting educational standards. I’ve always believed that, but the past three years have struck a blow to my confidence in what I know. I’ve tried to follow as closely as possible an impossible pacing plan, and haven’t made things much fun in my classroom. I am sure I will be taking a different stance in the year to come. I am beginning this summer vacation a little late, but with a full heart.

Bring on Summer School!


I have been given the gift of an opportunity to coordinate a summer school program for the English Learners in our school. I was told that it could be for English Learners and redesignated students, so was I interested and what would I want to do? Wow. I’ll admit that at first I was hesitant. I’m tired, it’s been a long hard school year and I need a break desperately.

But then I realized that if someone else did it I’d be a little put out and wishing I was part of it. So I called the district Ed Services Director to talk it over. She was warm and excited and asked what I’d like to do. I started out by saying that I only wanted to do a two week program. She asked how I’d give credit for that, and I replied that I wouldn’t. I said I’d like to do a two week enrichment program for our English Learners. They need vocab development and reading for actual purposes, as well as the chance to read something longer and more compelling than the short stories and articles that are part of our annual pacing guide. They need to learn to read and dissect word problems in Math. They need to learn to get along with and communicate with one another, and to see the value in one another. To see school as a place that is fun and not always connected to preparing for a standardized test. Our students have never experienced school in any context other than the current standardized testing environment.

Even though she preferred we do four weeks, she agreed to the time frame I suggested. The teachers who want to be part of it were agreeable to – some even adamant about – the two week timeframe. So, there it is. At our first meeting we came up with a structure for the days, and as we talked we became really excited about the possibilities. We’ll begin the days with team building activities, and end with written reflections of the day. The math and English periods will be based on activities and games to create an underpinning of background knowledge that our kids are missing. Each afternoon we’ll offer an activity period, such as cooking (following a recipe is technical reading right? What better assessment than eating the results?), singing, making piñatas from written directions, dancing with a Zumba instructor or learning media skills in the computer lab. Our teachers have a wide range of skills which they are excited to share.

Each of our teachers has something special to offer and is very excited to do so. We are excited to spend time with our students in a classroom of fifteen or so students rather than the thirty-four of our regular classrooms. I can hardly wait to begin!

Now for the catch: this has all be pretty last minute, and I don’t yet have enough students signed up. It seems the last thing they want to do on their time off is go to more school. I’m doing everything within my power to drum up enough students to fill our classrooms. I’ve contacted parents on Facebook, called and sent applications to the sixth grades and had the district messager call their homes in Spanish and English. The apps are trickling in – we have only three days left! Will we make it? I’m sure we will. I’m thinking positively, because we all need an experience like this, kids and adults alike.

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