Heise Teaches & Writes (& Reads on another blog)

Looking for information on #classroombookaday?

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Fri, 20 Apr 2018 01:25:00 +0000

The best place to start is www.classroombookaday.com.

You'll find links to all of the places I've shared information about it online: blog posts, podcasts, slide shows, etc.
And I'm always happy to answer questions in the Facebook group or on twitter. Find me @heisereads.

Reading IS Part of My Job!

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Tue, 15 Sep 2015 00:09:00 +0000

I started thinking about something today while I was sitting in my room during my prep hour. My prep is the hour before my lunch, so sometimes I grab my lunch early and sit in my room and enjoy reading a book while I eat. (I know, I know, I'm lucky to not have the typical 20 minutes to shovel something down that is built into some teachers' schedules!) But sometimes I feel like I'm not using my prep hour as efficiently as I could be.

You see, for my prep today, I sat and read a book in my classroom. It was not because I didn't have any other work that needed to be done. I had ended at a really good/suspenseful part when our independent daily reading time ended in the previous class period, and I was anxious to know what would happen next.

But all of a sudden a thought occurred to me: What if someone were to walk by? How would they interpret what they see? And I started to feel guilty for not doing paperwork and grading stuff during my prep time.

But then I called myself out on it. Why?? Reading IS a huge part of my job! I am a middle school language arts teacher, and if I have any chance of getting my 7th and 8th graders to read, I better be doing A LOT of reading myself.

If I am doing my job well, I am using every occasion I can to model readerly habits, to show my excitement about books, to share book recommendations, to encourage reading during and outside of class, to build a culture of literacy beyond my classroom walls, and to know books that will hook my students. I can't teach reading well if I am not reading myself.

So that means reading. Often. A lot. As much as I can. And quite frankly, sometimes that break in the day is what I need to go into the afternoon with a good mindset. I had no reason to feel guilty. The paperwork can wait until after school when the kids aren't around - I'd rather they walk by my classroom and see me reading a book that they might want to read next.

What Slicing Daily Has Done for Me (SoLSC 31/31) #sol15

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Tue, 31 Mar 2015 21:02:00 +0000

What Slicing Daily Has Done For Me

· It's gotten me back in a writing habit (I hope to keep it going!)
· I’m trusting my voice more, and remembering again the value in it
· Emotions came out in ways I didn’t know they would & I was able to process them much more effectively through writing about them
· I’ve gained new insights into my students’ lives and personalities
· I was reminded why I enjoy writing poetry so much
· It’s given me ways to practice different ways/forms of writing
· I’m realizing once again how anti-real life the five paragraph writing style is
· It’s rebuilt our classroom community (through students’ participation and my sharing)
· I’ve been vulnerable in my writing, which were some of the more impactful posts (based on comments) that I wrote
· My passion is reenergized
· It’s reminded me that I need to be a writer myself to be a more effective teacher of writing
· I’m remembering how hard it can be to write sometimes, but that if I just go with it, it usually works – kinda like Field of Dreams: if you type it, it will come
· It’s reminded me that I am a writer, no matter what form that might take
· I remember that I like a challenge, and being held accountable by a larger audience, because it’s good motivation to get going!

When I Don’t Know What to Write About (SoLSC 30/31) #sol15

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Mon, 30 Mar 2015 20:56:00 +0000

Sometimes I just don’t know

What to write about

So I sit and look around

And try to get inspired

Finding inspiration

In the things around me

Can be as easy as

Seeing my students

Looking out the window at the weather

Remembering a favorite quote

Reminiscing about books

Smelling my favorite Mr. Sketch markers

The remnants of

My teacher life

Scattered around a classroom

Grasping for inspiration

In the air

Can be as difficult as

Trying to pull a word out of my head

Dragging a line out of the paper

Struggling to hear a sound

Knowing that it is

Just outside of my reach

My fingers grasp for it

My eyes search for it

My brain scrambles to

Compare, contrast and

create an idea

Exhaustedly

Dejectedly

I try

Over

and

Over

To find that inspiration

Only to realize

That I have already found

What I was seeking

Blown Away By My Students' Writing (SoLSC 29/31) #sol15

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Sun, 29 Mar 2015 18:57:00 +0000

I've spent several hours today grading. Grades are due tomorrow morning, and due to issues with not feeling well this past week, I was left with more of it to do today than I planned on.

But...sometimes I'm blown away by my students' writing. I'm so glad I've had them participating in the Slice of Life Story Challenge alongside me because I've been seeing such growth in their writing, and am finding ways to get to know them even better than I have prior to this. I know for sure this will be something I will have my classes participate in again in future years.

Sometimes I laugh, sometimes I cry, sometimes I cringe, sometimes I smile, sometimes I gasp, many times I'm blown away by what my students are willing to write and share with me. I am thankful that some of them trust me enough to share some fairly deep and important things through their writing. Much of that is coming through most clearly when they experiment with writing poems.

But at the same time, when I read things like this, my heart breaks a little bit for what some of them have to deal beyond the typical adolescent angst. And don't even get me started on how this student might have performed on a standardized test the next day if there had been one.

I want to thank A for giving me permission to share this one on the blog. Her words got me thinking today and left me sitting for a few minutes just processing the power of such few lines.

It’s 1 a.m.

we’re just sitting there…

watching t.v.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

It was 4 gunshots...

Everyone stop and everything is still... Sirens that's all you hear in your ears...

Written by an 8th grade girl

Finding Inspiration (SoLSC 28/31) #sol15

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Sun, 29 Mar 2015 01:50:00 +0000

I almost forgot to Slice today! I'm laying in bed about to pick up my book, browsing my Facebook feed and realized I never wrote today.

And then I realized I saw this picture shared by no fewer than 4 friends:

If you didn't already know I live in Wisconsin, a quick scroll through my Facebook news feed tonight at this hour would make it abundantly obvious. (Go Badgers - Final Four!)

Which got me thinking about the regions throughout the country where I have pockets of connections. And it always becomes clearer when something big is going on in an area because I'm more aware of it through what people share. Interesting thought of the day.

What I Hope My Students Know Most (SoLSC 27/31) #sol15

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Fri, 27 Mar 2015 17:44:00 +0000

What I Hope My Students Know Most

What I hope my students know most

Is that I care

You may only see me

As your teacher

But each one of you

Becomes my kids

Every one of you

Matter to me

I care

Even if it seems as if I don’t

Deep down where it counts, I do

I carry your burdens with me

I sigh your relief as well

When you cry, I cry

Maybe not always in front of you, but I do

I care

When you cheer, I cheer behind you

When you are angry, I am angry for you

When you celebrate, I celebrate with you

Because you doing well means I have done well

When you are frustrated, I am frustrated

When you succeed, I succeed also

I am right alongside you

Because

I care

If there is only one thing you

Take away from our time

Together

Please know this

I care

and

You matter

You may not remember my name

Ten, twenty, thirty years from now

But I will remember you

And be hoping for the best

For your life

And I hope you remember

I care

Some Days Just Don't Go As Planned (SoLSC 26/31) #sol15

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Fri, 27 Mar 2015 00:19:00 +0000

I had an idea this morning about what I wanted to write today. It was early after I let the dog out and was browsing Twitter and Facebook getting my brain to wake up a bit before getting ready to go to school. It was a good idea. But I think I'll be saving it for tomorrow.

You see, today just didn't go as planned. I have battled TMJ issues and severe tension headaches for many years. Some days are fine, but some days are really bad. Today was the third day in a row that I've been fighting a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad headache. I went to school this morning, and shortly thereafter realized I really should have stayed in bed. I just wanted to curl up in the corner and cry I was so sick of it...which was a sign. It was getting worse as I sat there, and I knew today would not go as I had planned.

So instead of writing my Slice (with that idea I loved) while my students were writing, I was instead sending emails to let people know I needed to go home early and find coverage for my afternoon classes and writing sub plans just in case I'm not feeling better tomorrow. I came home. I went to the chiropractor. I went to bed. I took a nap. I finished a book. I ate dinner. I'm feeling a bit better. Now I am just hoping it stays that way ten hours from now so tomorrow doesn't turn into another day that doesn't go as planned.

I'd like to get back to my classroom and my students - we have a lot going on tomorrow - and Slices to talk about. And now I'm going back to bed.

Ten Things You Might Not Know About Me (SoLSC 25/31) #sol15

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Wed, 25 Mar 2015 18:52:00 +0000

Inspired by other Slicers*, I decided to do another example of a list Slice today (as I asked all of my students to also try some sort of list while Slicing today)

Ten Things You Might Not Know About Me

1 – I interned with a morning show at a radio station the summer between high school and college. Justus and Friends on New Rock 102.1.

2 – My original college major was Broadcast News at Ohio University. Because I had read Danielle Steel’s Message from Nam and thought I wanted to be a foreign correspondent. I chose OU not only because of their top ten journalism school, but also because both of my parents went there-that’s where they met.

3 – I have traveled to 14 countries in the past ten years, which by the end of this year might be 18.
They are: Canada, Mexico, Dominican Republic, Turks & Caicos, Chile, Argentina, Ireland, England, France, Spain, Italy, Vietnam, Cambodia, and Thailand + Czech Republic, Austria, Hungary (& possibly Germany if the school calendar and available award seats works out how we hope it will). I’m only counting countries where I actually left the airport–connections in Japan, South Korea & Brazil are not counted.

4 – I was on the girls golf team in high school and was on a swim team most of my years growing up. I was often put on the IM because I was one of the ones in my age group who could swim all four strokes successfully.

5 – I played the cello throughout middle and high school. Being in the pit orchestra for musicals in high school is how I was able to sing along to all of the songs in Into the Woods when I saw the movie. And, as a cello player, I have a love/hate relationship with Pachelbel’s Cannon in D…the cello part is the same 8 notes over and over and over throughout the entire song.

6 – My guilty pleasure snack (inherited from my mother) is potato chips with cottage cheese. Don’t knock it until you try it! Which might make you think that I’m not a foodie, but really I am.

7 – I had my shoes picked out for my wedding before I even looked at dresses.

8 – I only read one entire book (out of the ones assigned to me) throughout high school. It was Invisible Man my senior year in AP English. I have no idea why that one spoke to me when others did not. I read parts of many other books, but that was the only complete one I read every page of. Don't get me wrong - I read voraciously outside of school...I just didn't like to read books that I was told I had to read that didn't speak to me.

9 – All three kids in my family have advanced degrees…my parents’ emphasis on the importance of education paid off! My older brother, Drew (Duke undergrad), has an MBA; my little brother, Cameron (Yale undergrad), has a JD; and I have an MA (someday I might go for that PhD).

10 – My birthday is the day after Christmas, yes, December 26^th. And I turned 30 in Paris (which was a great distraction!)

*The other Slices that inspired my format today:

http://oneschooldayatatime.blogspot.com/2015/03/solsc15-day-13.html

http://mrsobrienc17.edublogs.org/2015/03/11/top-10-things-you-may-not-know/

http://1gratefulteacher.blogspot.com/2015/03/ten-things-you-dont-know-about-me.html

Things I Know For Sure (SoLSC 24/31) #sol15

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Tue, 24 Mar 2015 17:58:00 +0000

I've been toying with the idea of a list Slice after being inspired by many others, and as an option to show my students. Today's came about from just one little line that started a waterfall of ideas.

Things I know for sure…

~Teachers have a really hard job. There is much more involved in it than people think. Impacting the future is no child’s play.

~I am a reader at heart, mostly thanks to the influence of my parents when I was a child.

~Life gets harder as you get older with more responsibilities, but with experience comes perspective, which can make things easier.

~Relationships change as circumstances change, and that’s ok.
Some people are only in our lives for a short time for a reason.

~My 30s have been way better than my 20s. Being more settled in my life and sure of myself made it easier. Don’t be scared of a new decade.

~Everyone has numerous roles to play. Mine include wife, daughter, sister, aunt, niece, friend, author fangirl, writer, reader, photographer, presenter, supporter, listener, adviser, colleague, mentor, teacher…and I cherish them all.

~Middle school is hard. It was a hard time to be an adolescent, and it’s a hard time to witness the adolescent struggles of my students.

~Technology/social media can enhance and help just as much as they can distract and hurt.

~Having a dog to come home to, who always runs to the door tail wagging happy to see me, is good for my emotional sanity.

~Talking to myself is also good for my mental sanity – there’s no better listener.

~Venice is a magical city.

~There are no right answers (except maybe in math). There may be wrong answers, but there is not always just one right answer to problems.

~Choice is everything.

~Everyone has their own journey and path through life. You don’t know what someone else has gone through to get where they are, and remembering that is important.

~Remembering that there are always multiple perspectives and perceptions of any one moment can make life easier.

~Angkor Wat (& Ta Prohm & the Bayon Temple) in Siem Reap, Cambodia is a must see once in your life kind of place to visit.

~It’s not easy to work successfully in an environment of fear/mistrust.

~My heart breaks for the struggles and hardships some of my students have to face. Every. Single. Time.

~Test scores will never show you the full picture of who a child is. There are too many important elements of character that can’t be tested.

~Knowing who your true friends are who won’t judge you, but will judge with you, can make all the difference.

~Kids are not levels – they are readers.

~Sometimes just knowing someone understands and is there can be just what you need and make everything better.

~Kindness is crucial and respect is essential.

~Oftentimes it’s harder to be nice than to be right.

~Travel can open your eyes to the wider world beyond yours, giving you perspective on your own.

~The right clothes and shoes can make you feel more confident.

~Sometimes a day may be just a waste of makeup, but that doesn’t mean it was a loss.

~Goals may change, but you should always have one to work toward.

~There is nothing quite like meandering the streets of Paris.

~Feeling loved is important, being loveable more so, giving love most so.

~If I know better, and I don’t try to do better, I am doing it wrong.

~The sound of waves crashing on the shore, sand under my feet, and sun shining on my skin will always improve my mood and make me feel relaxed.

~There is nothing wrong with taking a mental health day.

~The right book, in the right hands, at the right time, can make things right.

~Writing can be hard, but the more I practice it and do it, the easier it becomes. The more I write, the more I believe I am a writer.

Knowing When to Quit & Finding Balance (SoLSC 23/31) #sol15

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Mon, 23 Mar 2015 14:41:00 +0000

Sometimes the hardest thing to know is when to quit. Once I’ve committed to something, or pursued an idea, I want to see it through to the end because I wouldn’t have worked on it if I wasn’t passionate about it or felt that it was necessary. Unfortunately, life sometimes gets in the way.

Over the weekend, I had to make a difficult decision to put a pause on something that I’ve been working on for over a year (a book idea). I talked through lots of aspects around it with my husband, but ultimately, I had to make the decision to step back. Essentially: quit. (Although I prefer to look at it as just putting on a backburner for now – knowing that it might still be there when I am able to work on it again.)

Because of circumstances outside of my control, my focus and time are going to need to be on other things in the coming months, meaning I would be constantly feeling guilty for not finding the time to work on this idea, and therefore, not being fair to myself or the other person impacted by it. And I don’t want to have things hanging over my head anymore making me feel like I can’t have any downtime. And although I hope one day to find that I have the time to go back to it, at this point I have to put it on hold.

Sometimes it can be hard to say no to opportunities, and it can be even harder to say no once you’ve invested time and energy and thought into one. But when life throws bends in the road at you, you need to be able to lean into the curve, which may mean throwing something out the window so you don’t end up off balance.

My Brain on Revision (SoLSC 22/31) #sol15

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Sun, 22 Mar 2015 21:21:00 +0000

It's a weird thing when you're asked to write a biographical statement about yourself. I always feel a bit awkward about it because I know the purpose is to share things about myself that would make people think positively about me, but it also feels a bit like a #humblebrag at times. So here I sit...waiting on feedback for my draft...hoping it hits just the right note of sounding professional, but not humble braggy. And, yes, I realize braggy is not a word, but we can all agree that we know what it means here, right? Plus, this is the space when I have more freedom to write because it doesn't have to be as formal - so this is me taking my break right now and spewing whatever my brain juices and fingertips want to tap out. Apparently writing and revising make me feel a little wonky (and thinking in random pop culture hashtags). #sorrynotsorry

Get the Ice Cream (SoLSC 21/31) #sol15

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Sun, 22 Mar 2015 00:53:00 +0000

It was a long week for both myself and my husband. That often leads to wanting some dessert. I do want to start trying to make healthier choices, but sometimes you just need to get the ice cream. Which I went ahead and did tonight...and it was delicious.

I'll make better choices tomorrow.

How Dropping My Phone Led to Thoughts on My Favorite Color (SoLSC 20/31) #sol15

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Fri, 20 Mar 2015 14:31:00 +0000

I dropped my phone this morning. This is not something that occurs often, but it happens often enough. I have never had major damage (knock on wood) from dropping my phone, but that is mostly because I always get a case the day I get a new phone. I was very thankful for the case I chose this morning.

Now, just like buying a new car, what’s most important to me after functionality is the color. My husband always lovingly rolls his eyes at this. But, here’s the thing, it’s something I’m looking at ALL the time. How many times a day do you pick up your phone, or see it laying somewhere? Too many to count, right? So it matters.

And, yes, my case highlight color matches my lesson planbook/calendar for this year.
I was apparently in an aqua mood in August!

This is my case. It’s my favorite of all the ones I’ve had over the years. I’m big on a no-slip grip (see, functionality first!), as I can be klutzy when holding it in my hand, so I was happy to find this one. It’s also sturdy, as evidenced by the scratches from the number of times it’s been dropped. But, most importantly, it has my favorite color.

Turquoise, auqa, teal…that whole color family encompasses my favorite color. Maybe it’s related to my birthday being in December and having turquoise as my birthstone. Maybe it’s related to all of the Southwestern Native American jewelry my grandmother wore while living in Arizona, which I have fond memories of seeing when I was a kid. Maybe it’s because it reminds me of the ocean as I’m settled on a beach in the Caribbean. Whatever the reason, it doesn’t really matter, I’m just happy that I was able to find a case that fit my needs…and highlighted my favorite color.

Some Days (SoLSC 19/31) #sol15

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Thu, 19 Mar 2015 22:03:00 +0000

Some days

I have less patience
than I know I should

Some days
I wish I had more
time, energy, understanding

Some days
I get frustrated
and hear how short my tone is

Those days
I may have to stop
and count to ten…or twenty

Those days
I have to remember
to take a moment and check myself

Some days
I wonder how I ended up
back in middle school

Some days
when the pressures are mounting
and attitudes are striking

Those days
I take a moment
to get my headspace right

Those days
I remind myself
why I do this

Those days
I remember
they are still just kids

Those days
I push myself
to recall what it was like
to be an adolescent

But then
a look connects or
a comment is made or
a piece is written or
a book is finished or
a laugh is shared or
a joke is told or
a smile is given or
a tear leaks down cheeks or
a dream is stated or
an email is received or
a thought is sparked or
a lightbulb goes on or
a face brightens

On those days
I know my spirits may be low
but my hope is renewed

Each day
there is a moment when I remember
why teaching middle school
is the right place for me

Every day
I love my students
and find the motivation to try my hardest
because I want the best for all of them

The Story of Dooley [aka: Ireland, Rescue Dogs, and a Name] (SoLSC 18/31) #sol15

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Wed, 18 Mar 2015 15:58:00 +0000

Yesterday being St. Patrick’s Day, it had me reminiscing about our trip to Ireland nine years ago with my family and grandparents. One of the most lasting things from that trip, beyond the memories made and photographs taken, is something that wouldn’t normally be taken away from a trip. It’s my dog, but maybe not in the way you would think. Let me explain…

This is Dooley.

She loves being Up North at the lake in the summer - even if she does get some owies on her nose

She is a yellow lab/golden retriever mix.

Relaxing at home

Halfway through my Master’s program, after my second year of teaching, I had a rough end to the school year. I was feeling like I needed something and woke up early one Saturday morning before the last week of school and read an article about rescue dogs. By the time my husband woke up a few hours later, I was presenting my argument for why I felt it was time to get a dog (I’d had them all the time growing up).

How could you resist this face?

I had already started searching and had found some possibilities in the area. Then Jeff came over to show me one he had found, and as soon as I saw her face on the Petfinder website, I knew we had to apply to adopt her and go visit her at the foster home to meet her. She was a puppy that came out of the Hurricane Katrina rescues, when they put all the dogs together as they tried to save them, months later there were baby puppies, and she was one of them. There was not enough space for them, so a rescue, HOPE Safehouse, in Racine, Wisconsin took a bunch of puppies in to save them.

As you can see, she is now very comfortable in our house!

When we walked in, at 12 weeks old, she came running right up to us at the door. I plopped right down in the foyer of this stranger’s house and this adorable little puppy climbed onto my lap. Then my husband sat down and she started chewing on his hand/wedding ring. I knew right then we’d be adopting her.

The day we brought her home - she was SO small!

So of course, as we were driving home, we started talking about names. You may be wondering how this ties back to Ireland as I started off this post with. Well, the thing is, naming a dog can be hard. And one thing we kept coming back to was that Ireland trip and the car rental we had – it was from a local company because it saved some money, and we had always laughed about the name. We went through the Dan Dooley Car Rentals company…and one of the things we kept seeing were gorgeous, stocky Labrador Retrievers throughout our trip, the European breed that were the kind we liked the best. So when we thought back to that trip a year before, and laughed again about the name, we realized that we had found our name for our dog before we even knew we'd have one so soon...and a funny story to go along with how we came up with it.

Never far away, even when I'm reading, she just wants attention and love

This is Dooley.

Love this face!

She is now eight-years-old, and the sweetest, most mellow dog you could meet.

Who got her name in an interesting way.

Writing Poems Today (SoLSC 17/31) #sol15

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Tue, 17 Mar 2015 19:01:00 +0000

Scene From a Classroom

We’re going to write poems today
I said to my 7^th graders
Almost all of them groaned
And didn’t believe me
When I said it might be easier

Let me show you my poem from yesterday
I said to my 7^th graders
They all listened attentively
But thought a poem should rhyme
Even though mine never do

Go start slicing your poem today
I said to my 7^th graders
Use the same topic, but phrases and thoughts instead
Some didn’t know what their topic would be
So I told them they just figured it out

I think I should write another poem today
I said to my 7^th graders as I sat down to write also
Not one of them responded
Because they were so engaged and typing away
Writing their own
Poems for today’s slices

Opening Yourself Up to Feedback (SoLSC 16/31) #sol15

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Mon, 16 Mar 2015 18:39:00 +0000

I've been reading lots of thoughts from people going on with various situations, and I had a wonderful coaching observation session today in my first language arts class, and since I asked my students to try out a poem for today's Slice, I did also, with the thoughts swirling through my mind about accepting feedback.

Opening Yourself Up to Feedback

Sometimes it’s scary
opening yourself up
to feedback
others’ opinions
others’ perceptions
others’ views

Sometimes it’s necessary
opening yourself up
to feedback
how to improve
how to see it differently
how to put it in perspective

Sometimes it’s humbling
opening yourself up
to feedback
seeing yourself from the outside
seeing yourself for what’s there
seeing yourself as others do

Sometimes it’s validating
opening yourself up
to feedback
reminding you that you know what you’re doing
reminding you that you have room to grow
reminding you that there are others who see you

Sometimes it’s scary
opening yourself up
to feedback
but it can be one of the best ways
to see yourself
and the reality
of your situation
or
it can remind you
that there are various perspectives
and they are all valid
but
pushing yourself to do better
and be your best
can be improved
when you let in
what others see in you

A Day of Rest (SoLSC 15/31) #sol15

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Mon, 16 Mar 2015 00:31:00 +0000

I had something else I was going to write about today, the idea was sparked when I woke up this morning and saw the picture on my nightstand, but then the day got away from me (No worries, I'll keep that idea for another day). I spent time with my husband, we took the dog to the park, ran some errands, got the laundry done, and caught up on some backlogged shows on the DVR. I guess I needed a day of rest after a few busy weeks teaching, weekends with dance judging commitments, and a weeklong visit from my brother and four nieces and nephews. So, yeah, a day of rest was just what I needed. I had actually intended to do some work today. I have grading I need to get caught up on, and before I left school on Friday, I packed up my bag and intended to put my file folders and grade sheets in it, but it wasn't until last night that I realized I forgot to do so. Maybe the universe was sending a sign, maybe I needed this day of rest.

A Day Spent Watching (& Judging) Dance (SoLSC 14/31) #sol15

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Sun, 15 Mar 2015 02:08:00 +0000

I spent today judging another dance competition. I really do enjoy it, and I especially love that I get to be a part of helping kids participate in a sport they love...and it is a sport, but it is also art. It's about beauty and performance and musicality and technique and teamwork and dedication...and it's so much fun to watch. Everyone from the adorable three-year-olds who are so cute as they're just starting to learn to dance all the way to the eighteen-year-olds who are stunning as they show how they have honed their craft. I always feel happy after a day spent watching dance (even if I am mentally exhausted).

Sometimes They Surprise You… (SoLSC 13/31) #sol15

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Fri, 13 Mar 2015 15:57:00 +0000

I have high expectations for all of my students…because they need to know they can meet them.

I expect a lot from them…because they need to be ready for high school and success beyond.

I press them to go further than mediocre…because they need to show their best.

I keep pushing them to revise and try more…because they need to learn that work is involved in improving.

I want them to remember what they’ve learned…because they need to use what they know for their futures.

I want lessons to work out…but sometimes they don’t.

I hope for new ideas to go well…but sometimes they surprise me and surpass even what I expected and hoped they could do.

I plan for certain things to happen…but sometimes they surprise me and show depth of thoughts and honesty and emotion in poems that I never would have expected.

I am thankful that we are Slicing this month…but sometimes I wish it was all year…because they have grown so much in only 13 days of writing…and I can’t imagine the impact it would make and growth we would see if they were to do it all year.

A Slice Visitor (SoLSC 12/31) #sol15

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Thu, 12 Mar 2015 21:20:00 +0000

Today was a fun afternoon to be in my classroom. Not only did we do our Independent Daily Reading, #bookaday read aloud, Slicing and sharing, but we also has a Slice of Life visitor! A friend of mine, Jen Vincent, @teachmentortexts, who lives only an hour away, had the day off and asked if she could visit my classroom. I was thrilled to be able to show her my school, and even more, to have a real life Slice of Life professional (aka: she does the year long Slices) in my room to talk to my 7^th graders the first time we’ve done this.

It was exciting to see things from my eyes 12 days into this, and also from her eyes as someone who doesn’t live in this room with these students. I’ve been so happy with where things have been going since starting the Slice of Life Classroom Challenge, and having Jen visit today and share thoughts, ideas, and questions, gave me the push to keep going, and ideas for things to remind my students about as we move forward (and things to remember for getting started next year). I love that she also showed one of my classes her writer’s notebook where she planned out her Slice of Life ideas and keeps a topic list.

Plus, it’s always good to see and get a hug from a friend who you don’t get to see very often. Thank goodness for twitter and the connections I’ve made there!

Ruminations on Author Visits (SoLSC 11/31) #sol15

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Wed, 11 Mar 2015 21:22:00 +0000

Today we had a visit from Erika T. Wurth, a Native author. She did some generative writing exercises with my students.

In October, we had a visit from Deborah Miranda, a Native author. She led my students through poem writing and found poetry.

Recently, in February we had a visit from Mac Barnett and Jory John. They gave an engaging and humorous presentation to, and pranked, our 3^rd-5^th graders who were clamoring to read The Terrible Two afterwards.

Coming up in April, we have Jason Reynolds visiting our school. I was just making copies of the preorder forms this morning. I Can. Not. Wait. to hear what he will have to say to my 6^th-8^th grade urban students.

This spring, we will have Kevin Emerson as a writer-in-residence for three days working with my 7^th & 8^th grade students. I’m thrilled to have gotten a grant donation to make that possible. I know it will be epic.

In the past two years of working at this school, I’ve been fortunate through my twitter connections, the support of the Electa Quinney Institute at UWM, and our wonderful independent bookstore, Boswell Book Company, to have several authors visit our students: David Treuer, Lisa McMann, Kevin Emerson, Joelle Charbonneau, Elizabeth Eulberg.

This is what I know: It is worth all of the work behind the scenes to make it happen. The excitement about reading those authors’ books, the ability to meet them in person, seeing that writing is something that can be done, understanding more about the revision process, realizing that those names on the books they read are real people. There is something magical about an author visiting my students in person at their school. I will never stop working to make it happen as often as I can.

A Captive Audience (SoLSC 10/31) #sol15

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Tue, 10 Mar 2015 18:32:00 +0000

I love teaching 7^th and 8^th graders, and I especially appreciate that teaching this level allows me to be straight up with kids and ask for feedback. Today was another example of that.

See, I have a bunch of picture books at home that I’m trying to read through that have been submitted for consideration for my work as Chair of the WSRA Children’s Literature Committee. My nieces and nephews are visiting this week, so I was reading a few of the picture books off my stacks with my nieces last night.

One of the books just seemed a bit weird to me, and as I always do when that happens, I made it my next #bookaday picture book read aloud with my students for today. Why? Because when I’m unsure of a book, I come to them – my students.

They are kids, they are teens - they have plenty of opinions and usually aren’t afraid to share them (I can relate to that!). I love that I have this captive audience that I can present things to and ask for their opinions – they always seem to perk up just a bit and sit a bit straighter when I start a read aloud with, “ok, so I’m not sure what I think about this book, so I need your help.”

It is always beneficial to get other perspectives on things, and I am grateful that my students allow me to ask for their thoughts and are willing to share theirs with me.

Happy Monday indeed! (SoLSC 9/31) #sol15

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Mon, 09 Mar 2015 20:00:00 +0000

After my massage on our day off today, I was desperate for caffeine after my long weekend of dance judging (see my previous two Slices for more on that), so drove to Starbucks on my way home. While I held up my phone at the drive through window for her to scan to pay from the app, the barista said, "That's 30% off. Happy Monday!" When I looked at her questioningly, she responded, "There's a different special each Monday."

Happy Monday indeed!