Thursday, October 24, 2019
Gratitude
To say I am full of gratitude to my 7th grade Language Arts Team is an understatement. These ladies teach me so much every single day. They also keep me grounded and help me process through everything from my feelings to dealing with tough students. Together we make up a powerful team that is 100% FTK. I think one of the reasons I am most grateful for them is that we are always pushing each other to be better.
Thursday, September 26, 2019
Teachers work with our heads, heart, hands, and souls.
It’s interesting to think about the notion of working with
my hands, head, heart, and soul. I think the most obvious one is working with
my heart. It would be impossible to do what we do without using so much of our
heart. For this year they are our children, we care for them as we would care
for our own children. I think working with our soul relates really closely to
working with our heart. We glow with pride when they do awesome things and our
heart hurts when they are struggling. We carry them, and their successes and failures
around with us.
The easiest way to explain how I work with my head is to
explain that when I am teaching I am constantly evaluating how thing are going
and making decisions based on the evaluations. I always have a plan, but that plan
is constantly changing in my head as the lesson is going on.
Working with my hands is harder to explain. In middle school
teachers don’t touch kids. But there are times when a kids needs a hug and you
give a kid a hug and you can feel them just releasing all of their pent up tension and
frustration.
Wednesday, August 28, 2019
Change as Collaborative Inquiry
1. What
information from the article did you connect with the most and why?
· “Most approaches to systemic education reform are rooted in obsolete, top-down, or
expert-driven management beliefs and practices that reflect either what we know
about how people learn nor what we have to understand about how organizations change”. I read this and was just like wow… yes that is exactly how it is. I think a lot
of time the people in education don’t have power to change things in education,
rather it is people outside of the organization, with no prior teaching
experience that are making the decisions that impact all of us.
2.
Thinking of your own school community, what are the issues and
concerns regarding school improvement? How are these addressed with the
administration and staff? What can you and other staff members do to work
towards a more collaborative constructivist approach towards improvement?
· One of the biggest issues that we are working on for school improvement is to adjust our
school schedule in a way that allows students to have both band/choir and a
study hall. Currently, students who choose to take band and choir are taken out
of study hall. We have many students leave band/choir because they want that
homework time and it kind of undervalues how important we think music is. This
issue was brought up by our SIT team (School Improvement Team). The SIT team is
a volunteer committee made up of teachers and administrators that works to
improve the school.
3.
How do you see the action research you do in your classroom
supporting adaptation and process of change?
·
The action research project is all about adaptation and the
process of change. It is looking at a problem, adapting your curriculum, and
changing how my students are learning.
Friday, August 23, 2019
My motto - FTK
My motto in teaching is FTK (for the kids). I first heard Erin Thompson use this phrase in a meeting when she was trying to convince our very stubborn 7th grade staff to plan something special for the last day of school instead of going on our usual field trip to como zoo. She said "come on you guys I know the last day olympics would be more work... but it's for the kids". Since then, it is really something that has stuck for many of the young teachers in the building. The reason I use it so frequently is because kids are at the center of why I teach. I didn't become a middle school english teacher because I am super passionate about reading and writing. I am super passionate about kids! And giving them the skills to read and write well in our literate world.
We use this phrase as a way to call each other out when we are getting burned out or thinking about making decisions. Everything we do should be FTK and if it's not... whats the point?
We use this phrase as a way to call each other out when we are getting burned out or thinking about making decisions. Everything we do should be FTK and if it's not... whats the point?
Friday, August 16, 2019
Radical LEAP
When I was thinking about the qualities of LEAP the one that I personally think is the most important is to cultivate love. When I was reflecting on a leader that radiates love the person that kept popping into my head was Rita. Several times a year our school admin team plays us the same video of Rita Pierson talking about how kids need a champion. If you haven't seen it - here's a link! She really embraces this idea that all you have to do is love kids.
Thursday, July 18, 2019
Unorthodox Teaching
The name of the best teacher I ever had was Mr. Bellat. He was a grade 9-12 math teacher at Apollo High School in St. Cloud, MN.
I would guess Mr. Bellat had the strength of a developer. He really did believe that every student could be successful in his classroom and not only did he believe it... he did whatever he needed to do to make sure that the students felt that success. When I see a student struggling to learn something in my classroom I think about how Mr. Bellat would have moved mountains for that student and I try to do the same.
Summer Stretch
I have so many thoughts and feelings around my summer stretch that it is hard to put everything into words. It's also a long story so I apologize about the long post.
I grew up in a Godless family. We never spoke about God or about religion or church it just wasn't something that my family did. I, as a learner, question everything and have always been curious about church and God but my social anxiety has really kept me out of that world. As someone who struggles with social anxiety walking into a place where I don't know anyone or know the norms and expectations causes me a lot of stress so even though I was curious I could never get myself to walk into a church. Fast forward to this year April, the social studies teacher on my team, Paul Johnson, walked into my classroom and invited me to the Easter service at his church. His two children, Dakota and Preston, where doing a cardboard testimonial and he looked me right in the face and said "I'd really like if you could be there". Now I was caught in the middle of being so nervous about entering a church for the first time and not wanting to be rude. He invited me and it would be rude not to show up, especially because I didn't have anything going that day. I drove to the church that day and I was thinking "okay I will just drive there and if I don't want to go in I can just leave". As I pulled in the parking lot there were people everywhere and I went to full on panic mode. I texted Erin as I was having this panic attack about not being able to get out of my car and she calmed me down, as she always does, and I got out of the car and walked into church for the first time. Had it not been for the parking lot attendants (I didn't want to leave, because they would judge me) and had it not been for Erin talking me through my panic attack... I would have never walked in the door. When I arrived to said door, Paul and his family were greeting and I could tell that it meant a lot to him that I was there. I selected a chair, in the back row near the door (incase I needed to run out of there) and sat down. The service started and there was a band and everyone started singing and worshipping with the band. I stood and observed and watched everyone singing. The message was heavy about Sin and forgiveness and how Jesus died for all of us. Then the cardboard testimonials happened where several members of the church got up and had their stories written on pieces of cardboard. There was no talking and many of these stories were heavy and I cried with these people. At the end of the service, the Pastor asked us all to bow our heads and in this prayer it was when I said my own personal yes to accept Jesus Christ as my savior. At the end of the service I went to the Pastor and shyly asked if he could lend me a Bible. He gave me a Bible and reading plan and as I walked out of the church that day I have never felt so free. All of the weight of my guilt, sin, and shame that I had unknowingly been carrying around left my shoulders as I walked out of the door that day.
My summer stretch is going to Church every Sunday, being involved with my small group, volunteering, and reading my Bible. Church is really hard for an introvert like me. There is a lot of touching and hugging and socializing with strangers which are all things I personally don't like. But each week as I continue to go to church and travel farther on my walk with Jesus I can feel my walls coming down... I can feel my anxiety getting smaller and it is the most amazing thing that has ever happened to me.
I grew up in a Godless family. We never spoke about God or about religion or church it just wasn't something that my family did. I, as a learner, question everything and have always been curious about church and God but my social anxiety has really kept me out of that world. As someone who struggles with social anxiety walking into a place where I don't know anyone or know the norms and expectations causes me a lot of stress so even though I was curious I could never get myself to walk into a church. Fast forward to this year April, the social studies teacher on my team, Paul Johnson, walked into my classroom and invited me to the Easter service at his church. His two children, Dakota and Preston, where doing a cardboard testimonial and he looked me right in the face and said "I'd really like if you could be there". Now I was caught in the middle of being so nervous about entering a church for the first time and not wanting to be rude. He invited me and it would be rude not to show up, especially because I didn't have anything going that day. I drove to the church that day and I was thinking "okay I will just drive there and if I don't want to go in I can just leave". As I pulled in the parking lot there were people everywhere and I went to full on panic mode. I texted Erin as I was having this panic attack about not being able to get out of my car and she calmed me down, as she always does, and I got out of the car and walked into church for the first time. Had it not been for the parking lot attendants (I didn't want to leave, because they would judge me) and had it not been for Erin talking me through my panic attack... I would have never walked in the door. When I arrived to said door, Paul and his family were greeting and I could tell that it meant a lot to him that I was there. I selected a chair, in the back row near the door (incase I needed to run out of there) and sat down. The service started and there was a band and everyone started singing and worshipping with the band. I stood and observed and watched everyone singing. The message was heavy about Sin and forgiveness and how Jesus died for all of us. Then the cardboard testimonials happened where several members of the church got up and had their stories written on pieces of cardboard. There was no talking and many of these stories were heavy and I cried with these people. At the end of the service, the Pastor asked us all to bow our heads and in this prayer it was when I said my own personal yes to accept Jesus Christ as my savior. At the end of the service I went to the Pastor and shyly asked if he could lend me a Bible. He gave me a Bible and reading plan and as I walked out of the church that day I have never felt so free. All of the weight of my guilt, sin, and shame that I had unknowingly been carrying around left my shoulders as I walked out of the door that day.
My summer stretch is going to Church every Sunday, being involved with my small group, volunteering, and reading my Bible. Church is really hard for an introvert like me. There is a lot of touching and hugging and socializing with strangers which are all things I personally don't like. But each week as I continue to go to church and travel farther on my walk with Jesus I can feel my walls coming down... I can feel my anxiety getting smaller and it is the most amazing thing that has ever happened to me.
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