Thursday, December 17, 2015
Thursday, December 10, 2015
Candy and Me
This is some writing I did at at Kimberly Hill Campbell's CUWP Saturday Workshop. It was based on two chapters we read from this sweet book.
Never for me the siren call of chocolate or licorice or gumdrops. Sweetness is not my friend. Give me sour, really sour, and please make it lasting. I despise candies that tease you with a sour burst before betraying it with a middle of unsatisfying bland sweetness. I prefer a sourness that lasts all the way through.
As a child, I satisfied this lust with Jolly Roger sticks, purchased for ten cents at the movie theater. One stick carefully peeled would last for an entire movie. As you licked and licked, the stick would slowly bend until you had a lovely curl just before it became so thin you could see through it and then it broke off in your mouth, giving you a quick burst of overwhelming sourness.
As I grew, I skipped the candy altogether and went right to the mother ship. I began eating lemons, not with sugar but with a little salt on them. Oh those were heavenly days, tucked up in a corner of our ranch house, curled up with a good book and lemons with salt. I still have some of my favorite books from my childhood, and all of them have yellow stains on the pages from errant drips of lemony-salty goodness.
As an adult, I am facing some of the ravages of a sugar coated and lemon juice filled childhood. I have had more than my share of large cavities, root canals, and caps on my teeth. Sometimes I even have nightmares that all my teeth are falling out. I've had to give up all candy binges, and my teeth are far too sensitive to indulge in lemons. Luckily I'll always have the honeyed memories of a sweet childhood full of blissful sourness.
Never for me the siren call of chocolate or licorice or gumdrops. Sweetness is not my friend. Give me sour, really sour, and please make it lasting. I despise candies that tease you with a sour burst before betraying it with a middle of unsatisfying bland sweetness. I prefer a sourness that lasts all the way through.
As a child, I satisfied this lust with Jolly Roger sticks, purchased for ten cents at the movie theater. One stick carefully peeled would last for an entire movie. As you licked and licked, the stick would slowly bend until you had a lovely curl just before it became so thin you could see through it and then it broke off in your mouth, giving you a quick burst of overwhelming sourness.
As I grew, I skipped the candy altogether and went right to the mother ship. I began eating lemons, not with sugar but with a little salt on them. Oh those were heavenly days, tucked up in a corner of our ranch house, curled up with a good book and lemons with salt. I still have some of my favorite books from my childhood, and all of them have yellow stains on the pages from errant drips of lemony-salty goodness.
As an adult, I am facing some of the ravages of a sugar coated and lemon juice filled childhood. I have had more than my share of large cavities, root canals, and caps on my teeth. Sometimes I even have nightmares that all my teeth are falling out. I've had to give up all candy binges, and my teeth are far too sensitive to indulge in lemons. Luckily I'll always have the honeyed memories of a sweet childhood full of blissful sourness.
Sunday, October 25, 2015
Thoughts on my Narrative Unit, Term 1
I focused this unit on memoir. I posted these thoughts about it:
Then I would read Thunder Cake by Patricia Polacco, The Rag Coat by Lauren Mills, and Freedom Summer by Deborah Wiles to work through adding strong verbs, sentence variety, and figurative language.
Finally, we worked on making sure that we had a good reflection at the end. This is one thing I don't think I spent enough time on. I did have some examples for them, but I would go over this more next time.
At this point I did a peer review. I think the next time I do it, I'll have the peer reviewer take highlighters and mark dialogue with blue, thought and feelings with yellow, description with green, and to be verbs and has/have/had (weak verbs) with pink. Then I'll have them ask two questions and give one compliment and two suggestions for improvement. I didn't do a very formal assessment of the peer review, but I should have.
After the peer review they turned it in and I graded them. I had them submit on google docs, which does save you the pain of carrying around all those papers.
"Memoir is a window into life." William Zinsser
"In writing memoir we select moments that reveal our own
experiences of our lives."
Lucy
McCormick Calkins
"Memoir is how writers look at the past and make sense of it." Nancie
Atwell
"Memoir recognizes and explores moments on the way to growing
up and becoming oneself, the good moments and the bad ones." Nancie
Atwell
To brainstorm I had the student make list of "Aha" moments in their lives.
Some of them struggled with this, so I had a little helper list for them:
The one I picked to share was called "Chalk Face."
After we did that, I had the students pick a memory from their list that was 1. a slice of their life (a moment), 2. something they could remember enough of to describe adequately, and 3. a moment where they either learned something or their life changed course.
I didn't give a written assignment for this, but I think next year I should. It was more off the cuff because this year is made up as I go along, as it's my first year doing this.
After they picked the moment, we went into the writing lab and created a barf draft. I had them just get the story down as well as they could without worrying about how it sounded.
Next we focused on several things. I had them rewrite the beginning using several focused hook ideas.
This was hard work, but all of them agreed that it made their writing better.
Next we focused on adding description, dialogue, strong verbs, and generally making better sentences. I used several resources that I found online.
I didn't do this, but some great mentor texts to share at this time (with a document camera, which I don't have but which is a must have for next year, I think), would have started with Fly Away Home by Eve Bunting. Picture books are always great tools for teaching good sentences, as well written picture books have very carefully crafted and chosen sentences.
I would show the above version to students and then read aloud the version from the book (see version below). Then I would ask my students what they noticed about the differences between the two versions. Did they like the book's version better? Why?Some of them struggled with this, so I had a little helper list for them:
- What’s
your earliest memory?
- What
is the most important thing that has ever happened to you?
- What
is the worst thing that ever happened to you?
- What
is something you will never forget?
- What
is the moment where you were 100% happy?
- What
was a time when you felt brokenhearted?
- What
memory shows something important about your family or your friends?
- What
was a time when you’ve laughed harder than you’ve ever laughed before?
- Who
was the biggest influence (positive or negative) on your life?
- What
have you done that you never thought you would do?
- What
was the greatest challenge of your life so far?
- What
do you wish you had done differently in your life?
- Who do you wish you could see again?
The one I picked to share was called "Chalk Face."
After we did that, I had the students pick a memory from their list that was 1. a slice of their life (a moment), 2. something they could remember enough of to describe adequately, and 3. a moment where they either learned something or their life changed course.
I didn't give a written assignment for this, but I think next year I should. It was more off the cuff because this year is made up as I go along, as it's my first year doing this.
After they picked the moment, we went into the writing lab and created a barf draft. I had them just get the story down as well as they could without worrying about how it sounded.
Next we focused on several things. I had them rewrite the beginning using several focused hook ideas.
This was hard work, but all of them agreed that it made their writing better.
Next we focused on adding description, dialogue, strong verbs, and generally making better sentences. I used several resources that I found online.
I didn't do this, but some great mentor texts to share at this time (with a document camera, which I don't have but which is a must have for next year, I think), would have started with Fly Away Home by Eve Bunting. Picture books are always great tools for teaching good sentences, as well written picture books have very carefully crafted and chosen sentences.
Working together as a class, we would use the Adding Voice suggestions to see if the author used any of the techniques.
At this point I did a peer review. I think the next time I do it, I'll have the peer reviewer take highlighters and mark dialogue with blue, thought and feelings with yellow, description with green, and to be verbs and has/have/had (weak verbs) with pink. Then I'll have them ask two questions and give one compliment and two suggestions for improvement. I didn't do a very formal assessment of the peer review, but I should have.
After the peer review they turned it in and I graded them. I had them submit on google docs, which does save you the pain of carrying around all those papers.
Sunday, October 4, 2015
Learning is a Journey -- A Tour of My New Classroom
Each room in the building has a value outside of it. I'm loving the one I randomly ended up with.
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As you come in and look to the left, you'll see a bookshelf and pictures. This is actually the tail end of my books.
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I love this picture which says "A book sitting on a shelf in a room is like having completely different worlds at the ready waiting to be explored."
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This shelf is where I keep my short story collections (yellow stickers) and my nonfiction books (purple stickers). I do love the covered boxes I made up on the top using modge podge and maps.
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This corner is oddly shaped, but ended up perfect for putting my radio (great reception here by the window)
and my poetry collection.
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A closeup of my little poet's corner. |
This was the perfect spot for some of those worthless, er, wonderful doodads that you tend to get as a teacher. |
I got these cute box labels from the website of an overachieving elementary teacher. A little tweaking, and each of my seven classes has an inbox (and a continent)! |
My containers with stickers. This was another buy at Lakeridge that traveled with me. |
The actual desk that was in the room is quite small. I shoved it right up against the wall and am using it as a storage cabinet only. I really like the Home Depot office supply organizer I made. |
Another view. |
I printed the file labels on maps -- it just made it so fun. They are laminated for protection. |
I was worried about the life of my cute stickers, so they are covered with modge podge. This makes it impossible for students to mess with them -- yes, I knew they couldn't resist. |
Finally, I added some appropriate hall passes with hall pass, office, library, and bathroom printed in several languages. They are permanently affixed to the clipboards and work well. |
Friday, September 25, 2015
How to Give the Ultimate Gift
This is a quickwrite I did with my class after reading the chapter "Crushes" from the book How to Talk to Girls by Alec Greven.
How to Give the Ultimate Gift
1. Give her something she wants. Just because you want it doesn’t mean that she will. How do you find out what she wants? Ask.
2. Give her something she needs. I don’t need any more earrings. Or clothes. Or anything that needs to be kept in a drawer or a closet.
3. Give her something unexpected. Flowers and cards are very nice. But – getting that electric guitar was something that I wasn’t looking for – and that made it all more awesome when it happened.
4. Give her something she’ll remember. Experiences are always better than material things. She’ll never forget your trips to see plays, parks, and people, whereas material gifts often end in the trash or Goodwill after a few years.
5. Give her something personal. Write her a letter. Sing her an original song.
6. Give her a piece of you. She’s really looking for you to spend time with her and give her your complete attention while you’re together. Put down the cellphone and turn off the TV and talk to her.
Giving can enrich the giver as much as the receiver, and if you’re being a thoughtful giver, you’ll be all the better for it.
And if you want to give her a new car for her birthday, go for it.
How to Give the Ultimate Gift
1. Give her something she wants. Just because you want it doesn’t mean that she will. How do you find out what she wants? Ask.
2. Give her something she needs. I don’t need any more earrings. Or clothes. Or anything that needs to be kept in a drawer or a closet.
3. Give her something unexpected. Flowers and cards are very nice. But – getting that electric guitar was something that I wasn’t looking for – and that made it all more awesome when it happened.
4. Give her something she’ll remember. Experiences are always better than material things. She’ll never forget your trips to see plays, parks, and people, whereas material gifts often end in the trash or Goodwill after a few years.
5. Give her something personal. Write her a letter. Sing her an original song.
6. Give her a piece of you. She’s really looking for you to spend time with her and give her your complete attention while you’re together. Put down the cellphone and turn off the TV and talk to her.
Giving can enrich the giver as much as the receiver, and if you’re being a thoughtful giver, you’ll be all the better for it.
And if you want to give her a new car for her birthday, go for it.
Sunday, August 30, 2015
I'm in love with ViewPure
Someone on a Facebook group for ELA teachers mentioned using this site the other day, so I tried it out. Basically, I love it. What it does is let you watch youtube videos without ads, comments with possible bad language, side views of potentially inappropriate videos, and automatic restarting of the next video. I highly recommend checking it out.
Found Writing
So--I have a new job this year. I'm at Mountain Ridge Junior High teaching 8th and 9th grade English. It's been a whirlwind beginning of the year and overall pretty awesome.
I set up some genre example files per Nancie Atwell's new In the Middle book, and as I was doing so, I found a piece of my writing that apparently I'd never actually saved on any computer. I think I wrote this while I was doing writing circles with my former students. I rather liked it so I am posting it here. The next time I post, I'll give you a virtual tour of my new room, because, frankly, it's the coolest room ever.
I set up some genre example files per Nancie Atwell's new In the Middle book, and as I was doing so, I found a piece of my writing that apparently I'd never actually saved on any computer. I think I wrote this while I was doing writing circles with my former students. I rather liked it so I am posting it here. The next time I post, I'll give you a virtual tour of my new room, because, frankly, it's the coolest room ever.
The Beach Chair Test
They say that
confession is good for the soul, and mine can use all the help it can get, so I
have something fairly shocking to tell the world. Are you sitting down? Are you
listening? Here goes.
Isn’t that awful?
What’s worse is this: I don’t intend to wash it this year either. Isn’t that
terrible? And to make it even worse, I haven’t washed my car for at least two
years. The last time I remember washing my car was when the local high school
did it for free.
Washing my car is
one of the things I don’t do because it doesn’t pass my beach chair test. When
I’m old and relaxing at the beach and looking back at my life, I’m not going to
be saying: “Geez, I wish I’d spent more time washing my car. If I had driven
around town and up to work every day in a sparkly clean car, my life would have
been complete.”
Applying my beach
test keeps me from doing a lot of supposedly useful things from dusting
furniture to holding a grudge to decorating for the holidays. That’s not to say
I never do those things, because I do. It’s just that I give myself permission
to let things slide once in a while (well, maybe even more than that, but who’s
counting). Every year I put up fewer and fewer Christmas decorations. And you
know, I never regret it. When I’m able to spend the days after Christmas relaxing
and enjoying and doing things with my
family rather than rolling up thousand of tiny little white lights, then I don’t
mind that my house doesn’t look like it dropped right out of the Christmas
issue of Martha Stewart Living.
The best thing my
chair test does is to remind me that it’s better to do things than to own things.
I may wish I had taken more trips, gone to more plays, attended more live
concerts. As I look back, I remember the time and people and places and not the
dollar signs. It’s not likely that I’ll be thinking, “I wish I’d bought a
bigger house and a fancier car.”
Above all else,
the chair test is personal. A thing that flunks my test may be the number one thing
you’ll reach for from your beach chair, even before the little drink with the umbrella
in it. And that’s the beauty of the test—it guarantees that you always get what
you really want. And I believe that determining and reaching for what you
really want is both the beginning and the end of this little vacation we call
life.
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