So it has been an extremely long time since the last time I posted. Sorry about that. I also changed the name of my blog (I’ll explain that in a later post).
This week we made a lion mask, and because I just have to be different, I decided to incorporate a couple of other animals into my mask (and yes, I insist on doing all of the crafts my students do, and not just giving the directions. It’s more fun that way)…
I don’t think any of my students knew what I was doing, even after I explained it to them. That’s ok. They colored their lions blue and purple and tye-dye, so whatever. Let me have my lionzebragiraffe.
My students are working on counting in math, and even though I am so sick and tired of working on that goal I laugh every. single. time. I love hearing them count to ten.
Gets me every time.
Why is this such a novelty?
Welp, another day another craft. I am really not the crafty sort. I have plenty of ideas, but zero patience for actually executing them. But now that I’m teaching elementary school kids I really have no choice but to follow through with my ideas.
This means that my car’s a hot mess (and I mean this in the most literal sense. It’s been over 100 degrees everyday this week) full of rolls of tin foil and rainbow yarn left over from my Father’s Day prank (yes, I did actually have some left over), popsicle sticks, construction paper, glue, scissors, and finger paint. I could probably make a pretty decent profit selling craft supplies out of the back seat of my car to desperate stay-at-home moms that need to keep their kids busy.
Anywho, so far this week the kids have made two paper bag puppets – a monkey and a parrot. They seemed to really like both of the crafts, come to think of it, they like all crafts. It doesn’t matter what we do, they always love it. I could give them each one broken crayon and a dirty piece of paper and they would still have fun.
I don’t know if you can tell, but I used the same trick with some of the spots as I did with these flower/stars from the jungle collage. They’re just cut out circles from dried paper plates we used for painting a few days before. I noticed that today the kids were much more comfortable with the abstract-ness of the spots than they were before. With the exception of the little girl that made this red bird, they all were willing to use them on their birds. I’m all about helping these kids get outside of their teeny tiny comfort zones.
It wasn’t until after I sent them home with their dry monkeys that I realized I had missed a golden opportunity. How amazingly cool would it have been to have a monkey vs. parrot fight! King Kong vs. Pterodactyl right in my own classroom. I could have used the stop motion app on my phone and pulled out the creepy barbie doll in my school-issued laptop case. It would have been epic. But, as my grandma used to say, “If we would’ve had some ham we would’ve had some ham and eggs, if we would’ve had some eggs.” That’s just how it goes sometimes.
As you may know, I’m teaching kids with special needs this summer. The school day is only 3 hours long and we only go to school three days a week. That’s not a whole lot of time to get to know the kids, and with all the IEP stuff and data collection we have to do it can be hard to find time to have fun with them.
We do, however, have a twenty minute recess. Usually recess is a plan time for most teachers while a few are on duty. But in summer school everyone is on duty – all of the teachers and all of the aides. So a typical recess at summer school is ten or so adults standing off to the side chatting while about fifteen kids play on the playground.
It may be wrong, but I love the unhelpful high school teacher.
I have to admit that adult conversation is a nice break from the kid songs and nonsense that usually come out of my mouth when I’m teaching, but recently I’ve realized that retreating into the adult corner is somewhat of a missed opportunity. Recess is really the only time in our short day that requires no data collection or teaching. This is a sacred time specifically and exclusively reserved for having fun.
Every recess I’m torn between hanging out with the cool teachers and going down the slide with the little stinkers that keep my stock in Excedrine in the black. Some days I choose the cool, jaded teachers and other days I choose the stinkers, but I’ve noticed a definite change in my view towards the kids when I play with them. Student A isn’t IEP goal 3.1.4, she’s the brave little one that likes to go down the slide backwards (this is totally against the rules btw). Student B isn’t just working on extending patterns and finding rhymes, he’s building a strong friendship with a kid in another class by playing tag.
I’m not a mushy, sappy, lovey-dovey person with an unrealistic and rose-colored view of “being the change” or whatever, but it is my experience that spending a few minutes to enjoy my students does have a positive affect on their education. On the days I play with them, something kind of amazing happens – they’re more willing to follow directions and stay on task. I really don’t know why. I’m not more lenient and I’m not their friend. In fact, I’ve gotten more strict with them as the days go on. Maybe they feel more comfortable with me? I don’t know. But whatever the reason I guess I would just encourage anyone else who works kids with special needs to spend a few minutes to just relax and have fun with them.
Related Article: Power of Playtime by Science Daily
Today was the first day of the second week of summer school, and other than one of the little girls affectionately trying to choke me with my scarf, it went well (she was just admiring it and thought it was pretty. she didn’t realize it was tied around my airway). I might have to rethink my choice of accessories.
After everyone finished their breakfast we went back to the classroom to start our morning meeting. One of the things I ask the kids to do is to sign in on the smart board. Today one of the kids thought it would be appropriate to to make Chewbacca noises as he signed in. He wrote his own name, but he sounded just like Chewy. It was great. I wonder if he takes requests.
We also did a jungle collage. I cut up pieces of construction paper and aluminum foil, but then I got really crazy. You know those paper plates you use to put paint on for kids when they’re painting a picture? DO NOT THROW THOSE AWAY! Set aside and let them dry because they can be an awesome addition to another craft later on (I learned this trick from the Firehouse Art Center).
Here are some examples:
I thought my flower/stars looked pretty awesome, but only a couple of kids used them. Maybe they were too abstract and unrealistic. All well, I’ll try again some other time.
This is an article from an newspaper in Canada. It talks about a teacher who decided to hand out zeros to high school students for missing assignments.
Personally, I don’t have any problem with giving a kid a zero for not turning in their work… especially if they’re in high school. I’ve gotten in trouble for this before though, parents got mad at me because their kid was lazy. Parents have a really hard time with letting their kid fail at something. But I don’t think it’s possible to learn anything, or to get better at anything, if you haven’t made any mistakes.
The Edmonton principal that suspended the teacher giving zeros said the grade doesn’t accurately reflect the student’s knowledge of the content, and that they should be able to schedule make up classes with the teacher until they get the assignment turned in. In my (limited) experience, students who didn’t do the assignment the first time, have no interest in doing it at all. They don’t care. There are some cases where the student had some sort of situation that made it impossible to get the work done, but most of the time they’re just irresponsible. What kind of citizens are they going to grow up to be if they think they will have an infinite number of chances to meet a deadline? That’s not how the world works. Bills have to be paid on a certain day. Planes leave at a certain time. You can’t negotiate your way out of everything.
The department head told me to give them a grade of 50% instead of zero because 1) it’s still a failing grade and 2) they do have a precious few points that can help them salvage their grade. I started doing that, but it just didn’t feel right giving a student (these were seventh graders) something for nothing.
I think this is really funny. Of course, I wouldn’t be surprised if someone tried to get a lawsuit out of it.