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One fantastic thing about teaching third grade is the total lack of legitimate social studies standards. Our big overarching goal of 3rd grade social studies lessons is to appreciate culture and community. Done and done.
Every week travel turtle, a gift bag i purchased from wal-mart, takes exploring through a new country. Inside his shell (the bag), we find new words, articles to read, foods to eat, music to listen to, and pictures to observe. We have appreciated the shit out of China and Mexico so far, and Monday’s new word from T.T. is “Bonjour.” Get your passports stamped again, kiddos.
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As my student Montavious says, “I go to school, tried as a doorknob.” I’m still not sure what it means, or why it was written in beautiful penmanship on the cut-out image of a footstep, but I think it rings true today. It’s the third week of school ALREADY. I’m unclear how it happened, but…
read more »Don’t worry, I’m not actually creating a countdown yet. Nope, still filled with that youthful enthusiasm that follows you around like the cute 3-legged stray dog that roams the area. Fear not. I have a grandiose goal of blogging 3 times a week, but insofar as I have yet to live up to my “all…
read more »10:07 and I do fully recognize I should have been asleep a half an hour ago. However, as I have come to expect, the nights when I really should go to sleep are the ones where I’m awake, staring at the blank wall in front of me, filled with some sort of overwhelming emotions. This…
read more »Today was the first day of professional development, and it was quite a beautiful experience. We prayed for a while (see: 20 minutes, including a few minutes and moments for the vice-president of the school board’s wife…) It was….something, followed by some more something, followed by 20 minutes about teacher retirement. Throw in a joke…
read more »Let’s be serious, who out there actually thought I wouldn’t stay a third year? And with my third year, I find myself moving to Mississippi and teaching third grade. I no longer live on a lake (sigh), but I find the hot tub on my back deck an adequate substitute for comforting water. Stella, my…
read more »Summer school is over. Lakeside is over. My two years are over. I know I should be taking away a million lesson from my experiences, and I know that they’ll eventually show up in my mind and I’ll say to myself sometime next year “oh right, i already know how to deal with –insert ridiculous…
read more »Daquam- “Ms D, you wanna challenge me to do these problems without a calculator?” Me- “Uh….sure.” Daquam- “You think I ain’t gonna do it?” Me- “No, i bet you can.” Daquam- “I’m prove you wrong!” Meanwhile, De’Vonte is doin the jerk by the door, jimmy is coloring in a net to look like a mean…
read more »If you can reflect back to last July, or even just anytime I posted something cryptic about my test scores this year, you may recall that my class (and thus, according to the academic impact model, myself) did not do so hot on the benchmark test last year. And by not so hot, I mean…
read more »Wherein not 15 minutes into the day, De’Vonte chose to lick his hand. For 5 minutes. For no discernible reason.
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