My Cup Runneth Over

Our school is just wrapping up spring Parent/Teacher Conferences. For this round of conferences I decided that I was going to do things a little bit different.  Usually I run around(literally) on conference night going from classroom to classroom  to touch base with as many parents as I can.  There were times that  I was triple booked for one time slot and I was missing out on connecting with families.  I also wanted to make sure that the students that I support had a chance to shine. I am so proud of the reading growth that each and every one of our students has made and I wanted to help them CELEBRATE! So the planning began.

The students helped design the invitation for their parents and hand delivered them with care. We researched what we could serve for a snack and decided that Bunny Mix was a perfect fit for our celebration. Each child had a part in creating the snack and setting up for “the party” as they called it. We put tablecloths and balloons on the tables, added a few extra touches and we were ready!  They were very excited to pull out their most favorite LLI books to share with their guests.

I really wanted this night to be a celebration of growth- because they have come so far. It might not show up on a state assessment, but they are growing. That is something to be proud of.

And guess what?  They came! At one point all of the tables were filled with kids, moms, dads, brothers, sisters, and grandmas! It was a beautiful sight.

I was hoping that 5 or 6 of the kids on my caseload came– guess what?  I had 26 students show up with their people!  26!  With smiles, and excitement, and pride they had their chance to shine and show their stuff.

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Thanks and Gratitude

This past week I attended a Leadership Day at a school in a neighboring district. We all know that when we know that guests are coming we pull out all of the stops and are ready to shine!  We were able to tour the building and I happened to land in a third grade classroom. I wasn’t surprised because third graders are “my people”.  I made sure that I spend time listening to the presentations that these very eager eight year olds were ready to share. They were so proud and I could tell that the teacher has worked really hard to get her students “visitor ready”.

I wanted to let the teacher know how much I enjoyed being in her classroom and was amazed by her students.  I sent her this  quick email and what happened next shocked me.

Hi Aimee,  I was so happy to read your email!  I’ve never received one from one of our “Leadership” visitors before. This is one I will keep and read over to make me smile for the rest of the year- you know how it goes. I will pass your compliment on to Kayleigh and you are right about her. With all of our work (and stress) that goes into every school day, it’s wonderful to know that our efforts noticed and are paying off! Thank you and you have a great week too!

This prompted a conversation with some colleagues about the idea of sending a formal “Thank You” as a way to share your gratitude. Sure, these days we send an email or spring for the cost of a notecard and a stamp and do it the old-fashioned way.  Is it a lost art?  Will our younger digital generation carry on the written tradition of a card?

So this is a Big Blue Challenge: Who can you thank?  Will your “Thank You” make someone smile?  Who is missing that “Thank You” in their life?  Thank someone who makes a difference. It just takes a minute to make their day!

 

 

So, what DO you do?

I laugh every time I get this question from kids, which is almost daily.  We might be in the middle of a really tricky text and someone asks it. The question.

“Miss Schwartz, what DO you do?”  (insert first grade voice)

The conversation typically goes a little something like this:

Me: “What do you think I do?”

Student: “Well you work on reading with us.”

Student: “Sometimes you help us with math or with a test.”

Student:  “You help me tie my shoes.”

And here is the kicker…

Student: “But where is your class?”

This one really baffles them. It feels a little Wayside School “-ish” to me. Do they think there is this large group of students in a secret classroom in the school?

I always tell them, YOU are my class, I just see a lot of classes in one day.  After establishing that and thinking that we are all good, they hit me with another.

Student: “But where is their stuff?”

So do they really know what I do?  After I received this message at my table today I think that they do:

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Big Blue Gets A Makeover

Recently my students benefited from a grant received from The Holly Education Foundation for Ergo Ergo stools. With the help of some of the kiddos, we researched the different sizes and cost of the stools. After much deliberation(and measuring) we decided to go with the size of the secondary stool as it sits a bit taller and fits my big kids perfectly. With our grant money we were able to order two stools. It is a start!

So yesterday two boxes arrived in my classroom- two BLUE Ergo Ergo stools. We quickly unpacked them and set them at the table. The kids were so excited! “Miss Schwartz they match the table!”

Not five minutes later two more boxes arrived!  What?  Our amazing principal pitched in for 2 more stools for Big Blue.  Now we have (4)!  This was the view from BB yesterday:

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Thank you to the  Holly Education Foundation for supporting our Davisburg learners, and thank you to @denisekott for making my group of 4 readers really happy!

Comfort Zones

By nature I am a pretty conservative person.  I intentionally work to push myself outside of what I think is my comfort zone(hello, I did a Polar Plunge over the weekend). There have been two things that have pushed me out of my comfort zone as an educator that I would not trade for anything and I want to share them with you today.

  • Co-Teaching: This year was probably one of my best years of teaching ever. It was also the most challenging. The most frustrating. The most eye-opening. The most rewarding. We were positioned one year with the ability to have a co-taught classroom with myself and my friend who is a special educator.  It was the first time that I had to share my space with another adult.  We managed to make it work, had a few hiccups and collisions along the way. And I wouldn’t trade it for anything. I saw first hand differentiation at its finest. I saw and truly understood how not all students learn the same. I learned that it is okay to try 1,000 ways to get there and it is okay to take the time if you need it.  I knew all of these things, but you never fully understand it until you feel it in action.  This class of students grew so much that year. Some of them even looped to the next grade with us. We grew together. I will always treasure that.
  •  What I Do Now:  There are so many layers to this work that I cannot even begin to express it. It is so much different from the work of a classroom teacher, not harder work, just different. I never would have thought that having a small group of 4 or 5 students over a 30 minute time span would challenge me so much as an educator. That 30 minute time block is precious time. Precious to me, and precious to the learner. The things that you realize about learners as individuals that likely would blend easily in the bigger pond, are vulnerable and out there in the open.  I am blown away on a daily basis that these kids ask me about words.  Things that I might have assumed that they understood in a larger classroom setting, are revealed in these small groups. And they are comfortable letting you know what they don’t know and understand.  Plus we form some pretty awesome relationships along the way.

What pushes you out of your comfort zone?

 

My New Job

So I have this one particular group of first graders that I think are quite lovely. As they were working hard today sorting words by their vowel sounds one of these sweeties piped up and said, “When I grow up I want to be a baseball player.” In true first grade fashion, they were quick to pipe in about their career ambitions. “I want to be a ‘You-Tuber’ “. “I want to be a ballerina teacher.”  “I want to own a farmers market.” “I want to chase monsters.”

So I chimed in, “What should Miss Schwartz be when she grows up?”  After a quizzical look (probably thinking geez lady you are already a grown up) I had two suggestions offered.  One was a veterinarian.  Not bad, I like animals. The other little person felt that I should just stay home. Not sure how I feel about that last one. Do they think I should retire?  Or that I have worked hard all these years and I should rest?  Oh these first graders!  So silly!

The Right Work, The Right Direction

Today was a HUGE day! At least I think it was. Today was a district professional development day. We were fortunate to have a large chunk of time together as a building staff on this very rainy Michigan morning following a long weekend.  And boy did we jump in with both feet.

One of the things that I always try to keep in the forefront of my mind when it comes to teaching and learning is, “Am I Doing The Right Work?”  One of the many parts to this work is understanding exactly what the work is. And by “work” today I mean standards. What exactly are the standards that my students need to learn?  Where are they in my teaching materials?  Are they in my teaching materials?  If they are not, what am I going to do about that?  What do the standards in the grade before me look like?  And where are students going after they leave me?  Am I getting them there the best way possible?Having and understanding that global view is priceless.

So we began this exact work today. Together. Looking at the learning progression of just one part of one strand allowed us to frame our minds for “the right work” and the “right direction”.  And it got messy. The best kind of messy. The kind of messy that makes you take deep breaths, sigh, walk away, come back, and challenge each other. The good work. The right work.

Kind of ironic that it was a muddy Tuesday. This was the picture that I shared with the staff at the end of our standards analysis. The right work  gets messy before it gets pretty.  To quote the book Holes, “The first hole is the hardest.”  Start digging!

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