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updates for 07.24.2011
Twenty Percent.LA Institute has twenty percent left. This is what we were told Friday. That instead of counting down the days, we should be focusing on the amount of time we have left, and how much time we can actually get accomplished. I will admit, I laughed at the black and white slide show that showed the importance of 20 percent. However, now that I think about how I have one more week left at Institute, I find myself wondering if I helped my students in room 115. The ten boys and girls I have taught for the past three weeks are beautiful, smart, thoughtful, curious. But don't get me wrong, they surely are not all angels and I do regulate my classroom with some good old BCM (which makes me a pretty strict (sometimes mean) teacher) This next week I am teaching Reading. I want to be the best I can be, but I struggle with the subject since I was in speech therapy when I was in school due to my speech impediments. They often come out when I have to read aloud - sometime I am dreading. My student's during AIT already correct me when I am struggling, I just hope when I am in front of all my students I am successful. On a complete side note. I ran up the escalator today, ate Pinkberry and took my second Praxis test (I was so happy that I passed Middle School Math with such high marks, and so disappointed that I just had to wake up at 5:15am on a precious Saturday during Institute to take Elem Ed). After fro-yo, we were discussing things we will miss about Institute, but for the next six days, I am going to take it all in. Wings like eaglesConversation while walking to the cafeteria M.: "I want to go to St. John's or Harvard Law School." Me: "Hmm, why Harvard?" M.: "Because the smartest people go to Harvard." Me: "Did you know that Yale has the best law school in the country?" M.: "No, you're just biased." (Disclaimer: I admit that I am biased, and I would be happy wherever M. goes to law school. Or college, for that matter. But that doesn't mean I won't stand up for my alma mater.) In other news, week four has been quite eventful, even by Institute standards. On Monday, I attended a workshop called "Math Doesn't Have To Be Boring!" (with somewhat low expectations, admittedly) and was blown away. The 1.5-hour workshop consisted of a brief intro followed by 10-12 simple and concrete strategies for guided practice, independent practice, and review, as well as their benefits and potential pitfalls. I used one such strategy ("Drive Mr. Kim off a cliff!") to reteach an objective on Thursday, and the kids ate it up. There were cries of "Mr. K, you're going down," and for the first time all summer, students seemed disappointed when they got questions wrong. Plus, they averaged 92% on their exit slips, so it wasn't just all fun and games. Hooray for student investment! My collab and I finished teaching the ISAT ("Institute Student Achievement Toolkit," oh TFA acronyms) objectives on Wednesday, and according to exit slip data, all of my students have met or exceeded their individual growth goals. We can't celebrate quite yet, since they still need to do well on the final next Thursday, but I'm so proud of all of them--from K., who scored a 35% on his diagnostic exam but now has a 91% average on ISAT-aligned exit slip questions, to J., who doesn't need this class to begin with but usually works hard anyway and was able to solve most of the extremely difficult math puzzles that I gave her yesterday. I'm still a mediocre teacher, and there are other CMs with much more inspiring results, but I'm so grateful that I've been given this opportunity to make a (hopefully enduring) difference in these kids' academic trajectories. On Thursday, after spending two days observing all of us at our placement schools, the Rhode Island regional staff ate dinner with us and led a brief session about the First Eight Weeks after Institute (formerly Round 0). It was great to see them again after four weeks of being away, but it was even greater to find out that we'd have several weeks to prepare for the upcoming semester, including establishing a vision, creating unit plans, setting up a tracker, and writing assessments. It will certainly be a nice change of pace from the day-to-day planning of Institute. They also brought us delicious birthday cakes for the three birthdays that occurred in July, as well as coffee milk (apparently a Rhode Island delicacy) and chocolate lollipops. Basically, my region is awesome. Yesterday, in the midst of one of the most intense heat waves to ever hit the Northeast, our school team decided to hold a teacher stare-off. That's right, a teacher stare-off. Despite never having heard of the "teacher stare," I was volunteered by my CMA (against my will, I might add) to go up against fifteen other CMs in the most bizarre staring contest of all time. Long story short, I ended up getting second place, though at the expense of receiving intimidating, soul-piercing stares from CMs who I never thought could be intimidating. I would not want to be a misbehaving student in one of their classrooms. Throughout this week, with all these things happening (and more), I've been thinking a lot about where I derive my strength and motivation from. Especially as things start to pick up, as I fall into my teacher stride, as lesson planning gets easier and more efficient, ad infinitum, I need to remind myself that I cannot rely on my own ability to keep me going, nor can I ground my identity in teaching, TFA, or even my students. One of my greatest struggles is acknowledging God in my life even when I feel like I'm doing alright (whatever that means). But the reality is that life is entirely unpredictable, and it is only by His grace that I happen to find myself in a place of peace, comfort, and relative stability at any given moment. Therefore, it is incumbent upon me to worship Him in everything I do--not because I have anything to add to His glory, but because it is what I was created for, and what every blessing and joyous occasion exhorts of me. In the words of the psalmist: 5 Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; 6 in all your ways submit to him, and he will make your paths straight.Conversely (inversely? additionally?), when times get tough next year, I need to remind myself that God is faithful, that "He who began a good work ... will carry it on the completion until the day of Christ Jesus" (Philippians 1:6). So, to my future self when I read through old entries for encouragement, as well as to anyone out there currently struggling to get by, I offer the words of Isaiah 40:28-31. 28 Do you not know? Have you not heard? The LORD is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth. He will not grow tired or weary, and his understanding no one can fathom. 29 He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak. 30 Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall; 31 but those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.And on that note: final week of Institute, here I come! Best Kept SecretsSince my own public school education is not so far back in my memory, I can't help but think, sometimes, of my old teachers in my current position. Of course, there is something unique about TFA Institute that can't compare to a regular school year teacher's life, but stil... I wonder what our kids think about the bulletin boards that decorate their halls, the ones that are sometimes more for their teachers than for them, with evening schedules and Teaching as Leadership mottoes posted across them. About the fact that almost all of us, when asked, tell them we will be teaching in a different state next fall. About the obvious divide between young teachers, who lead most lessons, and older teachers, who observe from the side or the back of the room. If only the children knew that their teachers rode school buses every morning, returned home to dorms and lived all together at night, packed their lunches in 'Teach for America' lunch boxes every day. If only they knew we were the same age as their big sisters, that many of us were standing in front of a class for the very first time this summer. That our responsibility is not just empowering, but often terrifying. These are our best-kept secrets. Ravitch vs. Kopp Part II
I could hug this book right now.
historyWeek four was an off week for everyone. Everyone cried this week-including all the guys. You know something is hard when you see guys breaking down in the hallway. I am not sure what made this week so hard-maybe it is not sleeping, eating, or having personal time. This week was hard but cool things keep happening :) In my classroom I have all Hispanic Students. Therefore, all of their parents speak Spanish. I took two years of Spanish in high school and I hardly remember any of it. It is absolutely hilarious to try and talk to them because I have no idea what they are saying. I usually just nod by head all the time. One of the parents is trying to teach me a few word and I really appreciate it :) The majority of my students if not all speak Spanish at home and English at school. I love that when I am giving a DRA (its a reading assessment) they start to speak in Spanish to define an unknown. I just think they are incredibly smart for being able to speak two languages. My students amaze me everyday. Two of my students(who are twins-and I have no idea why they are both in the same class---ahh CHAOS) are significantly learning. They got so excited about learning this week! One of them told me she will not go home without 100% on her paper every day. It's just so exciting to their faces light up when they master a new objective. Their mom came up to me this week and explained that she wants them to have a good life. She wants them to go to school and college so they can have things. She wants one of them to be a lawyer and one to be a doctor. So sweet. She asked for my help because her English isn't very good. (sounded good to me-she may be my only parent I understand) I really want to help. I have one week left-one week with these kiddos. I don't really want to leave. I'm worried in a few years they will end up in gang. Ugh, I just love them. Every year TFA sends the new corps members to institute. Institute is a 5 week teacher boot camp training program to get us ready for inner-city. There are a lot of different institute's every year and in many different places. Mine just happens to be in LA. Yesterday, I found out that all of this hard work is paying off. We have had the most student achievement in any LA institute. We have also had the most achievement out of any institute EVER!!! Yes! LA institute this year made TFA history. It is so great to have this feeling that we are making a difference-that we are closing the gap. All the sleepless nights, no food, and timing my showers is paying off :) I am so excited to see what is to come in the future. Ravitch vs. Kopp Part I
Say you'll be thereOn the last day of Institute, in the minutes before my school site officially closed for business, my CMA led us in an activity. I'm not sure what she called it exactly, but when I've done it before, it's been called "warm-and-fuzzies". More or less, a group of notecards goes in a circle, each notecard assigned to a person, and all of the group members write nice things about the person on their card, so that each person ends up with a card full of nice things written about them in the end. My CMA group was really, really close; so my card means a lot to me. In my usual fashion, I think I wrote one-liners about things that had happened on most of the CM cards, along with reminders like "I will be expecting your couch when I come to Hawaii." The "warm-and-fuzzies" that I got were really meaningful. Many nights, I'm finding myself looking at that card, because it brought up areas that I've never really thought of before. "You were always honest about the struggles that you faced..."When stuff goes wrong, I'll be the first one to complain about it, and any of my friends can tell you that. Heck, a CMA at Houston Institute went as far as to call be a "negative Nancy" - not even a "negative Ned"! But I've never thought about the other side of that - I never hide anything from friends or colleagues. Maybe it's because by presenting a situation honestly, you're going to get the most honest feedback. And in working to become a better teacher, I'm open to all channels of communication. "I know you'll be great for your kids!"Throughout institute, I feel like you're sort of reminded about how bad you are. CMA co-cos and such try to accentuate the positive, but it's hard to see or feel like you're doing the right thing after a class period full of failure, or after a school director reminds everyone how far behind students are from reaching their growth goals. So when a peer who is undergoing the same challenges tells you that it's all going to work out in the end, it's more assuring that you can imagine. "You are funnier than you know!"I love this, because someone actually thinks I'm funny. More Recent Articles |
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