Archive for October 2011

I try my hardest to be a perfectionist.  I really do.  Honestly.  But no matter how much I try, I know that I simply cannot make every piece of work that I do perfect.  The same goes for planning for STARS and teaching.

I recently had a conversation with my CT about perfection and planning.  She had figured me out and told me that I wasn’t a perfectionist.  Well, yeah, totally.  I always like to give myself a little wiggle room when I plan (be it for STARS, a class, or hockey practice) because if I completely script out the entire thing, I get stressed out when I deviate it in even the slightest bit.  This is a little strange considering that the million page document called the Warner Lesson Plan requires that you think about every tiny detail about your lesson.

I digress.

At first I was put off by the idea of backwards design.  I want really fun activities during class and then my kids should be able to ace any test I give them, darn it!  But, after planning by backwards design, I can’t imagine planning any other way.  How else can I plan my activities for the day if I don’t know what my assessment will look like?  You have to know where you’re going before you can make a plan to get there!

This doesn’t mean that this path is the only one you can take to determine student understanding.  Today, I was able to put an idea from STARS into practice in my CT’s room by putting up an “I wonder…” board on the front of the room.  DB is great at taking tangents and answering them without wasting 20 minutes or telling the student to save it for when we reach *this particular topic* in the unit.  Today, she had Hayley write a note to herself to talk about types of diseases (like diabetes or hepatitis) when we get to the immune system.  I took this opportunity to present DB with the “I wonder…” board idea as a way to listen to student voices so that we actually do remember to address that topic when we finally get to the immune system in a couple of weeks.

This is what planning is about–making sure that your students have every opportunity to understand what you want them to and also allowing them the opportunity to determine what they want to learn.

With the whole Occupy Wall Street movement recently, there have been lots of jokes from my undergraduate friends like, “I’m going to OCCUPY THE LIBRARY.  Because I have 4 exams this week.  Sigh.”

Julia tells us that you only need one person to start a movement.  And I want to share how some bloggers are occupying education.

Click here: http://occupyedu.tumblr.com/

This blog has submissions from other users of how they occupy education.  I encourage you to check it out!

When I walk into school every morning, the same young man opens the door for me.  I always thank him and flash a smile in his direction.  Today he asked me, “Miss, are you a teacher?”

“Student teacher,” I respond.

“Same thing,” he says.

Today it didn’t feel like the same thing.

Today a fight broke out in first period between two girls.  D had used cursing to tell A to “shut up,” and A’s response was to stand up and stalk towards D, who also stood up and then threw the first punch.

For two full seconds, I was frozen.  I saw the whole thing unfold right before my eyes, and yet I felt like I was having an out of body experience.  I felt helpless.  As a student-teacher, I could not get in-between these two students, nor could I attempt to restrain either of them.  The most I could do was run towards the phone to call a sentry.  So I did, as my inclusion CT shouted the number for me.

Fights happen.  Sometimes they happen in schools.  If I’ve learned anything today, it’s that events like these should be dealt with in stride, and then addressed to the remaining class and thank them for their cooperation.  And then be thankful for having 3 more class periods in a row so that you don’t have time to catch your breath.  Today was taxing.  Tomorrow may be taxing as well.  But I will get up tomorrow and be the best (student) teacher that I can be for my kids.

Most people who know me are well aware of my obsession with my hometown of Cleveland, Ohio.  No matter where I end up next year, it has long been my plan to eventually make my way back to Cleveland to teach in any urban, suburban, or rural district.  (Really, I’m not picky.  I just love Ohio.  More on this at a later time.)

A couple of days ago I was scrolling through my blog reader and came across a press release in Cleveland Scene magazine stating that Teach for America has been cleared to come to Ohio.

Awesome.

This had been in talks for quite a while already, but I hadn’t heard any updates on the subject for some time, so I had assumed that Ohio had been put on TFA’s back burner.  Apparently I was wrong.

Some may fail to see why having TFA in Ohio is not the most positive thing in the world.  Allow me to elaborate:
1.) TFA places college graduates in classrooms after giving them five weeks of training.  FIVE WEEKS.  These placements displaces professional teachers with education degrees that required much more work than five weeks of training.  It is near insulting to the profession to say that anyone can teach with five weeks of training.  For some people, the ability to teach comes naturally.  To those, I applaud you.  But, if you have a natural talent for teaching, and you want to be a teacher, why in the world are you in Teach for America?  Why not continue your work in a graduate program or bachelors program and help craft your art of teaching?
2.) TFA teachers only stay in their placements for two years.  I will not make the sweeping generalization that those in TFA only joined so that they would have a job after college, for that is unfair.  But I will say that I cannot believe that those in TFA can swoop down and save failing schools in a single classroom in two years.  ”Saving” public schools requires whole school reform.  There is a lot that a single teacher can do, but that single teacher must be in it for the long run.  (Hint: the long run is longer than two years.)
3.) From a Cleveland schools standpoint, the Cleveland district laid off a large amount of teachers last year.  This is a strange time to be bringing in TFA.  I don’t have all the details on this, but something about bringing in TFA after laying off so many teachers doesn’t sit well with me.

All in all, I don’t know what this means for my future goals of returning to Ohio.  Will my preparation, I know that I will be prepared to make a difference in the lives of students, in Ohio or in any other state.  My biggest goal is to change lives, and through that, change the world.  I would love to start in Cleveland.

But the only thing I adore more than Craig Ferguson is Dan Riskin on Craig Ferguson’s late night talk show.

This will be an ongoing series of posts, because I certainly haven’t learned everything yet.  And if I ever say that I’ve stopped learning, someone please suggest that I find a new career.

This week has been an absolute whirlwind.  And it’s only Wednesday.

Yesterday, a student in 3rd period came into class looking particularly sullen.  D is not usually the happiest and most bubbly of boys, but he is generally good natured and has a great sense of humor.  A couple of weeks ago he saw me struggling at my car to bring things into school and stopped to ask me if I needed help.  He is a sweet boy.  But yesterday morning, he was not as bright eyed as usual.  When I asked him what was up, he shook his head.  When I asked him if he wasn’t feeling well, his eyes welled up with tears and he tried to keep himself from trying.  I said his name, and asked him again what was going on.  He looked me in the eye and said, “Miss, my boy got shot.”

I like to think that I have a good poker face.  But this is something that I’ve never heard of in my life.  I’ve never known someone that has gotten shot at, nor have I known someone affected by a shooting.  I’ve been affected by suicides and drug overdoses, but this is a whole new ball game.

“Oh, D.  I’m so sorry.”
“I don’t know how he’s doin, miss.  But my momma says I gotta stay here.  I can’t go see him yet.”
“D, I’m so sorry to hear that.”
Pause.
“But D, you also have to remember that you have to give a presentation with DA today. So I’m going to ask that you do your very best today, right now, and for the rest of the day.  Can you do that?”
“Yes, miss.  I can try, miss.”

I must acknowledge at this point that presentations were given to small groups with one teacher, and that D was in Hayley’s (my paired placement partner) group.  According to her, D gave a great presentation.  I am proud of him.

Today, D came to school much happier.  He did not have his homework finished.  He was at the hospital with his friend almost all evening, and he learned that his friend is expected to be out of the hospital in a month.  I am thankful.  D learned a life lesson yesterday, and I did, too.