Sunday, July 12, 2015

A few of my favorite things

I'm truly trying to make this little blog bonafide and useful; more than just a place to park my thoughts and pictures. 

So, there's this blogger, Blue Cereal Education, and this blogger has issued a challenge. Blog content. Simple as that. 

I'll start with parking more pictures and include my thoughts. Ha!

I'll get better at this.

5th grade Writing



The objective of the this lesson, "Snowmen at Night" was for the students to create a character that would fit with the story. They had to write a 3-5 paragraph creative narrative and include artwork. They used a story organizer and a rubric.


Students were tasked with creating a descriptive paragraph describing a chocolate kiss. They had to include as many sensory details as possible. We used an organizer and spent a lot of time discussing before writing. 

6th Grade Writing



Every Fall we wrote paragraphs with a fall or Halloween theme. They peer edited their work and then we built the pumpkin patch together. 



6th graders loved "Love That Dog" and we covered so many standards with the study of that book. Our lessons focused on figurative language and writing poetry. When they wrote the poetry above, I had them focus on telling a big story with very few words. They wrote in the style of William Carlos Williams and of course we studied some of his work. 


The Snowman lesson, and the Kiss lesson were both very successful and furthered the content we were working on in 5th grade. I'll definitely use them again this year. 

I'm not sure I'll use the other two lessons. The pumpkin patch is fun, but really time intensive and we could use our time better. I don't have the "Love that Dog" books anymore, so I won't be teaching it. 











Monday, June 29, 2015

Why I Teach - FOR THE SUMMERS OFF!!!

It amazes me, still, that people outside of education still believe we teach for the summers off, the 8-3 workday, the "fun" of it, and the easy money.

Sigh...


Summers off are the only reason I teach!

Ummm... said no teacher ever.

So, really, why do I teach?




I teach because I get to see immediate results of my effort. There is nothing better than that "Aha" moment on a student's face. NOTHING! One year, when I taught 6th grade self-contained, I was teaching the order of operations. This wasn't easy for some of my kids to grasp and one was having a tough time. We went over again, piece by piece, in whole group one morning. This kid suddenly bolted from his seat and said, "I get it! I get it!" He was so excited he turned to his classmates an d told them, "It's like a puzzle!" Best. Aha. Moment. Ever!


I teach because I have a passion for writing and I know how to make it fun and interesting for children. Everyone has a story and I love guiding my students through that process of finding that story, developing it, and sharing it. 



I teach because young people inspire me to be better, do better, work harder, and love deeper. Teaching has changed me into a better person. Plain and simple...



Sunday, June 28, 2015

Well, hello there!

It has been forever!!! So sorry.


Veteran's Day Art

"Snowmen at Night" art tie-in

Descriptive Writing

Life caught up with me. 

Yes, that IS Donte Foster from the Minnesota Vikings. He comes home on his off time and subs at the little school district where he went to school. How awesome is that?!


Fifth grade is HARD!

Testing Relief - Really, 5th grade testing is ridiculous!

"Wonder" Art tie-in


I've changed districts.

Love you Hanna!


Now you're all caught up and I can start this puppy up again.

I loved this group!


See you soon!


Sunday, August 31, 2014

Why I Left

I left the Junior High. At times I feel like I ran back to the comfort of the first home I knew at this district; the upper elementary school. But why would I run when last year was one of the most rewarding I've had teaching? Why run when I had carved out a nice little niche for myself? I didn't run, nor did I bolt, but I did leave without thinking everything through. 

I don't regret leaving 8th grade English for 5th grade. I missed the innocence and the sweetness of littler kids. I missed parental involvement. I missed the deeper connections and opportunity to work more intimately with my students. But I had forgotten how deeply involved you have to be to teach elementary. I forgot how little time you actually have to plan and prep. I forgot how much I would miss the tribe I was part of at the Junior High. 

Last year was rewarding but exhausting. I was sick a lot. The pain of RA was constant and I contracted two infections. I mentored a new teacher and helped two more settle into the department. They were all amazing! I was the co-operating teacher for a wonderful teacher-candidate and that was a lot of work, but so rewarding. I was team leader, department head, and a member of the leadership team. I was co-sponsor of a service club. At any moment I felt I had more balls in the air than I could handle. 

Then... there was the state writing test. We found out in November we would probably receive a prompt for argument, a form our students had not been exposed to yet. We worked hard to teach these kids something brand new and they worked so hard to learn. When I received my student samples back after the test, I was so proud of them! I felt most had done everything I'd asked of them.

Then... the scores came out and they were lower than I imagined. They were the lowest scores ever. My shining starts were "limited knowledge" and papers that did not make sense were "satisfactory". I felt I had been slugged deep, hard into my stomach. I didn't want to face the kids. I couldn't imagine how I would handle having those scores attached to my name for an entire year. 

So I left...  But, I learned over the summer the scores statewide were poor. Teachers connected by social media shared thoughts and theories. We were at a loss. We thought we had done all we could. I wasn't alone in that gut-punch. A few days ago the state Superintendent announced the scores would not be factored into the Schools' grade ratings. I'm pleased, but I still feel I did not do enough and failed those kids. 

Like 8th grade, 5th grade is a high-stakes year as far as testing goes. I'm not worried. I'll be responsible for writing and reading scores and I will do all I can, just like I always have, to get my kids proficient. It is what it is. 

What is different this fall, as I dive into 5th grade reading and social studies, is that I feel more deeply attached to my curriculum and these children. I feel like I am home, truly home. My welcome back was sweet and humbling.

And then there are the kids. Fifth graders surprise me every day with their sweetness and desire to please. They are so funny! And when I ask them to place their exit tickets on the door they line them up in order, nice lines, with nothing out of place. 


Thursday, May 29, 2014

Missing "Home" and a Poem



It's been just 48 hours since I shut the door to my classroom and officially checked out for the summer. I've been back once (To get some information for a student for next year's high school PreAp English class.)

I miss it already...




For some strange reason my classroom has always felt like an extension of myself. I feel like a little piece of my soul resides there and I'm not quite complete when I'm away. Is that a bad thing?

It might be...




Maybe it just means I put so much of "me" into that space and the teaching that goes on in there, that some of that energy remains. I'm not implying that I cannot enjoy summer, oh I can! I just miss my classroom, students, and colleagues over these weeks, months of separation.

Even though I'm "done" for the year, I'm working on the fall out over the 8th grade writing tests. I cannot go into details, but it wasn't pretty and my district is not alone.




I wrote quite a few poems during testing this year. Here's what I wrote during the writing test:


War of Words
I am watching, trying so very hard
   not to glance at the words flowing
      from the pencils of these 14 year old
        warriors, whose weapons are lead-tipped,
           orange-yellow, tipped with a bubble
              gum pink bullet.
Emily furiously places her soldiers,
   organizes them into rows, sentences,
     squads, units, and paragraphs.
I’ve taught her how to battle –
   I hope she wins this war of words.
Oh, how I want to know if Baylee remembers
       how to write a thesis statement!
Will Kegan remember transitions?
Will Parker punctuate and
Rebecca revise?
I’m used to taking their words to my
   heart and breathing in their language.
But these words are not for me today
      and I am jealous.
I hope the generals are pleased.


Joan Hagy
February 26, 2014

Saturday, April 12, 2014

Testing Madness

Well, it's April again. Time to cram, close the library, cheer on the kids and cheer up each other. *sigh*

For hours our kids test, and for hours we teachers do nothing but watch them test. We're not supposed to do anything but monitor. 

During one test last year I got to the point I could not do nothing for one minute longer. So, I wrote a poem. The next day I wrote another. This year I'll continue with my rebellious ways and write more. 

I've decided I will post them here. What better place?

From last year:

Testing Madness
(Thank you Robert Frost)
By Joan Hagy
  
Allie plays with her hair
  Separating the strands
   As she reads
Twists and pulls
 Brow furrowed
  Eyes never leaving
   The monitor.

Daniel yawns
Paul fidgets
Is Athena asleep?

I scan
I scan
I scan

Austin, who is pure energy
  Every. Single. Day.
    Cannot keep still.

Back-to-back in the
 Crowded lab-
  Personal space is
   Micro-sized.
Bubbles have burst.

Click
Click
Click
Mouse dance
Mouse song
The hum of computers
A cough
A sniffle, a deep breath
A sigh, a crack of a knuckle.

Show us what you know.
Show us we’re not wasting our time.


In my classroom
 Your eyes are bright
  Your words come quickly
Your pencils are instruments of
   mass construction, creation,
         Imagination.

But in here-
 With the hums, the yawns,
   The pulled hair and
     The dancing mice-
In here-
  Tested beyond oblivion
In here, you wither.

But wait-
 Remember – remember we
   Have miles to go – remember?
We have time to construct, create,
  And imagine.

Are you ready?
You come too.


Teaching isn't for wimps or thieves!

I'm a little bummed that a teacher "stole" my website name and put it on an ebook.

I did the same thing a year ago, except I used my own blog name, but I didn't sell the book. I just made it for my own bookshelf.

I'm positive if I was actually going to publish something, I would make sure I was original and research titles.

So, if you google "Teaching Isn't For Wimps" and find a book, it isn't mine.