Today was reading fluency testing day in my room.
Friday, March 28, 2014
Thursday, March 27, 2014
So, one of our kiddos was a terror.
He was caustic.
He was lazy.
He was mouthy.
He refused to work.
He disturbed others.
I don't know what happened. We spent an enormous amount of time working with him, encouraging him, giving him a safe place to be at recess and reinforcing the behaviors we wanted to see. His parents have also consistently been giving him ADHD medication.
I don't know if it's one of these things or all of these things, but he has been behaving like a great kid kid, working harder in class than anyone else and has been for months now. Even when he forgets his medication, he's goofy but manageable. We tell him every day how proud of him we are. I tell him that he's my hero. Changes like that are not easy.
Well, today one of our student teachers from earlier this year was at school today subbing for another teacher. When she was working with our 4th graders, he made her life hell. I'm surprised she became a teacher after dealing with him.
He walked right up to her and said, "Hi Miss Walsh. Guess what? I'm a new kid now!"
And he is!
I'm so glad he knows it.
Tuesday, March 25, 2014
I wish I were a better communicator under pressure.
Friday, March 7, 2014
I'm going to tell you two short stories that will seemingly have nothing in common.
I have been teaching my kids about fractions. They have struggled to understand the concept of what a fraction is and where to place them on a number line. We spent days and days on it, and we finally ended the math topic with most of them having a very tenuous grasp on fractions.
One of our male students got pantsed today at school. For those of you not in the know, that means some other kid pulled down his pants. It happened on the playground, no less, at the height of lunch recess. How horrifying for him! We called in witnesses to tell the whole, sordid tale and the bully who did it was given an appropriate consequence.
Oh! I forgot to tell you how these stories are connected.
One of the witnesses was my math student. When asked to describe if she saw skin or underwear when the pants were pulled down, she said:
"I saw about 2/4 skin."
Proud teaching moment?
If only she'd put that fraction into simplest form…