Saturday, October 26, 2013

A Lesson of Hope

I've been using the book, The Mysterious Journey of Edward Tulane to teach reading comprehension and delve into deeper thinking about fictional characters.  This is a rich book.  Reading it is like eating a gourmet meal; I am so excited about all the courses, but I take my time with each chapter, wanting to savor every bite.

Yesterday, a boy who is often in trouble for silly or off-task behavior, shared his thoughts on lessons learned from this book.  My very, very....very chatty class was silent for a full minute, just staring at him.  Then, they broke into applause.  His words are so beautiful.

They mean more if you've read the book, but I think anyone can be blessed by his insight.  What an amazing kid.

When Edward had some hard times, I learned that your life is not going to be perfect.  You're going to have some hard times.  It will be rocky.  Life shouldn't be easy, so just hope.  Hope for the ones you love, hope for the ones who love you.

Thursday, October 24, 2013

Bacon Boy

Student: "Miss C, guess what SOB means?"
Me: "Uh, I already know what it means. What's got you thinking about that?"
Student: "I am crazy about bacon, so I want to say, 'Give me that SOB please!' whenever anyone has a stack of bacon! Get it?"
Me: "Yeah... I totally get it. Buddy, you need to know that most adults will think you are talking about a swear word when you say those letters. Do you think you can change the phrase to something else?"
Student: "Okay - how about POB? Give me your pile of bacon!"
Me: "Perfect."

Friday, October 18, 2013

Knock Knock

A student was having a very bad day. I wrote on a few post-it notes and called him over to my desk with a serious look on my face. He kicked his desk angrily, and sulked over, thinking he was in trouble again. I handed him one note at a time:

Post-it #1: Knock knock
Tyler (sniffling): "Who's there?"
Post-it #2: Tyler 
Tyler (looking at me like I'm crazy): "Tyler who?"
Post-it #3: Tyler, the awesome kid who is such a great part of this class. 
Tyler (smiling): "This is a weird joke, Miss C.!"

Thursday, October 17, 2013

Open Sesame,,,, I Mean, Banana

My day started with two reasons to smile:
-I found a vase of bright yellow flowers on my desk
-the most adorable 2nd grader in the school (who is also my former student's little brother) was leaning in my classroom doorway, just smiling at me. When I said, "Hi Amman! What's up?" he pulled a slightly mangled banana out from behind his back and said, "Will you open this for me?"

Tuesday, October 1, 2013

Matthew, I Am Your Bar Graph

In August, I went to a class to learn strategies for students with more extreme behaviors.  The researcher emphasized the importance of first building relationship with our toughest students.  This year, one of my students opposes authority.  This means, he refuses to do classwork, homework, and any kind of activity where "everyone is doing this".  Sounds like a great candidate for relationship building.

So, I arbitrarily chose one assignment he refused to complete - a bar graph about the way he learns best.  I know he likes Minecraft and Star Wars, so every day, I google one of those topics and write a post-it note for the bar graph.  I place the graph and note on his desk in the morning, and wait for his reaction.

At first, I thought the plan might backfire.  Matthew (not his name) would make eye contact with me, crumple up the note, and say, "You won't win this one," or "I'm never finishing this dumb graph!"  The funny thing, was, he would then always place the unfinished graph back in the Turn In Box.  Being a kid who's not afraid of destroying papers, I would have expected him to shred the graph, not just the post-it note.  He's still engaging this with me, I thought, and googled "Yoda speak".

One day, a post-it with a warning that a Minecraft creeper was out to get him and the finished bar graph was his only defense, lay stuck to my laptop.  Matthew had written on the back, "COMEDY GOLD."  I looked over at him and he was grinning from ear to ear.

Game on.

From there, he got pictures of Darth Vader, saying, "Matthew... I am your bar graph...." and Yoda encouraging him, "Give up never, you will.  Bar graph finished, happy you will be."  Matthew told me he almost wet his pants when he saw Darth on his desk.

Slowly, he stopped keeping his hood on all the time.  Slowly, I'll catch Matthew raising his hand to participate in class from time to time.  Slowly, he'll say good morning to me every once in awhile.

All because of relationship.

And google.  I seriously know squat about Minecraft.