Saturday, May 29, 2010

Summer Vacation: Day 1

It's Day 1 of summer vacation.  While relieved to be free of lesson plans, instruction, transitioning centers and assessments, I'm still in that go, go, GO mode.  Case in point:  yesterday evening I let McDonald's make dinner, and as soon as I was home and the kids were fed and settled, I read through the latest Charlaine Harris novel... in one sitting.

I woke up and had no problem savoring each sip of coffee while the Five-Year-Old ate pancakes and played (our usual Saturday routine), but once I snuck a peek at the clock, my internal schedule kicked in, and so did my inner monologue:

Whoa, I need to figure out my cell phone.  Get the pictures off of it and into my computer. Upload music files so I can have a decent ringer instead of this Lord-of-the-Dance sounding jingler.  


Have I started a load of laundry yet?  No?  Uh, HAVE TO GET THAT STARTED PRONTO.


Here we go, emailing photos to everyone.  Because I promised I would.


I need another cup of coffee.


Clean the kitchen... can't stand a dirty kitchen.  


I *know* I'm forgetting something.  Should have written it down.  What time is it?  Hey, my students would be at centers right now.


... and so it went all morning long.  Trying to break that particular rhythm, I figured I'd sneak some sun time in, and put on the bathing suit and took a towel with me to the porch.  What did I do?  I looked at the clock as I walked out the door and realized it's recess time!


Enough already.

Or it's time to hide the watches and cover the clocks for a few days.

Does anyone else go through this at the end of each school year?

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Friday, May 28, 2010

Going, Going, Gone... Goodnight... Room?

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Going...

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going...

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gone.

Another year finished, and it's time for the room to rest.  Goodnight, room.

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Teacher Tip:

My students LOVE our word wall, but it can be a pain stapling all of the letters back in just the right places after I've taken everything down and tossed the old faded butcher paper.  Once next August rolls around, I'll know exactly where the letters go on my bulletin board thanks to masking tape and a marker:

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I've marked where each column of letters should be posted using tape stuck to the wood trim that frames my display area:

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Easy peasy, one-two-threesy.


Sunday, May 23, 2010

Gift Tag Sunday

I was *supposed* to work on bunting/banners this weekend.

I glued the paper.

I cut the paper.

And then I got distracted by a hole punch.

That's always how it goes, isn't it?

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See the pennants in the upper corner? PROOF that I was going to make bunting...

I've been wondering what to do with the pretty scraps my crafting generates...

MAKE GIFT TAGS!

Oh... the matchy-matchy girl in me is happy, as is the woman who hates things going to waste.

Win-win.

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Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Seven Days and Summer Dreams

Seven days left in the school year, and here's the to-do list:

* Report cards finished  ✓
* Extras (hand sanitizer, tissue) distributed to music/art/library/p.e./science teachers   ✓
* Extra/straggler copies of worksheets collected to be donated to Head Start Class    ✓
* Journals made    ** work in progress**
* Back to School/August copying done   ✓
* Welcome to Kindergarten goodies made   **work in progress**
* Tubs of manipulatives cleaned and stored  ** next week**
* PowerPoint of year's photographs created  **work in progress**
* Calendars prepped with important dates  (desk copy and Star Helper of the day copy)   ✓
* Appreciation gifts for aide and para    **next week**
* Student portfolios ready for parent pick-up   ✓
* Teacher laptop ready for tech department's summer updates  ** uh..... NO**


Not as many checkmarks as I'd like, but trust me, it will all get done.  What's slowing me down?

Daydreaming about that summer breeze that's right around the corner...

Friday, May 14, 2010

Friday Randomosity

At three twenty p.m. today, my Super Stars and I will have only ten more days left together on our kindergarten adventure.  This means:

We'll be laughing and reminiscing...

Supplies, projects and journals will be gathered up to take home...

Center materials will be sorted and cleaned (oh yes, my students help prepare manipulatives, games, and other goodies for NEXT year's Stars)...

... and I will have to wear waterproof mascara every single day.

Happy tears, tears of amazement, tears of pride.  I consider myself a smiley kind of gal most of the time, but oh, when my heartstrings are tugged on over and over and over again as we close out our time together, I get all...

...misty.

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(These happy tears are actually SOAP, found here...)

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Hopefully some randomosity (I LOVE adding "-osity" to the end of words... blame it on this creative lady) will keep you busy reading as I sneak away to blot, blot, blot:

~ Traci at Beneath My Heart shares a sweet (and minty!) teacher appreciation gift idea...

~ Kiri8 inspires the organization freak in me with her crafty pails...

~ ... and The Pioneer Woman Cooks petite vanilla bean scones... just the thing to have with morning coffee on a rainy day...

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The Happy Song by The Aliens



Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Asking for Parent Input

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In the first school district that employed me, parents were invited to evaluate teachers. Comments, suggestions, and even complaints noted on the input form were included in the end-of-the-year wrap up conversation/evaluation with the principal. As you might have guessed, many teachers dreaded sending out the forms, as it seemed only the parents on either side of the opinion spectrum were inclined to respond: parents thrilled with their child's year, and parents *ahem*, out for blood.

I'll admit, the first few years of teaching, I was overly sensitive to criticism. Even a kindly phrased suggestion felt like a stab through the heart, only because it reminded me that no matter my intent and effort, I could have done something better. Swallowing my pride and allowing myself some "be-kind-to-yourself" time (blotting away tears on occasion), I realized that no matter how well prepared I was after growing up a teacher's kid, having attended the schools that I did, and completing the teacher preparation program at my university, I didn't know it all. There's no way I could.

I found that my most successful students benefited not only from having spent time in my classroom, but reaped the rewards gleaned from the relationships that I had built with not only them but their families. Regular communication, an open-door policy, humor, tracking down the resources that parents asked for, and opportunities for parents to volunteer made it possible for me to really know my students, their needs, and their interests. Parents unfamiliar with our school curriculum and expectations were welcomed into the formal school culture and realized the part that they could play in their child's success.

I created a parent input form after leaving my first district so that I could continue to improve my teaching practice.  I'm certainly no longer a novice teacher, but I have come to find that I'm only able to improve continually if I refrain from resting on my laurels.  Self-improvement matters to me.  Parents are invited to rate my communication, developmentally appropriate practice, our learning environment, and my partnership with their family. Completing the form is strictly voluntary and anonymous: parents don't have to sign the forms and may return them to the office without my knowledge. At the end of the week, I'll be given the forms to review so I can plan my summer professional development accordingly.

Yes, I take a deep breath before opening them. And then I read them, reflect upon the feedback, and use the information to do what I can to improve for my students' benefit.

The atta-girl comments help, and I'm happy to say that the majority of the tears I've shed over the years have fallen after reading the kindest praise. Suggestions I've been given or questions I've been asked have offered me direction and an appreciation for the diverse perceptions and expectations of the families with whom I work.

Here's what I send out:


Parent Input Form
Kindergarten
Teacher: ________________ Year: 2009-2010

Please check the type of contact you have had with this teacher during the school year (check all that apply):
_____ Parent/Teacher Conferences
_____Open House/Know Your School Night
_____ Mid-Quarter Reports (Kindergarten Data Sheets)
_____ Telephone Conversations
_____ E-mail
_____ Notes to/from Teacher
_____Classroom Visits/Volunteerism

Please indicate if you agree, disagree, or aren’t sure. The teacher:
____________ Facilitates, monitors and assesses student learning.
____________ Provides appropriate individual assistance to my child.
____________ Provides curriculum-based and developmentally appropriate homework.
____________ Maintains a classroom in which my child feels physically and emotionally   safe.
____________ Is respectful of our family’s culture and the social expectations we have for our child.
____________Regularly communicates with me in a clear way about my child’s attendance, behavior, academic progress, and curriculum topics and objectives.
____________ Solicits feedback and welcomes my ideas.
____________ Responds to my concerns.
____________ Provides appropriate suggestions so that I can help my child at home.

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How do you feel about parent involvement in teacher evaluation?  Are there other areas where you would find parent feedback helpful?  Feel free to contribute your thoughts, feelings and ideas in the comments section.


10 Myths of Gifted and Talented Education

So I've been video-heavy this week- but when I find good ones, I post them! Thanks to Mamacita for sharing over at FB:

Saturday, May 08, 2010

One of These Things is Not Like the Others...

... but all of these things *certainly* belong:

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Friday, May 07, 2010

Same Lesson, Same Students...

... but very different results!

What happened?

*Kindergarten* happened.

On the left, an August self portrait.  To the right, this week's rendering.

Yes, I cry (tears of joy and pride, I assure you!) when I display these side by side for our last bulletin board display of the year :

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Super Stars, you are AWESOME!

Thursday, May 06, 2010

... and Right When You Think the "Auto-Post" Function Works...

... it apparently doesn't.

Apologies, I blogged the following and *thought* it posted it a week or so ago! Being the last month of school (three weeks left for me), I'm not manning Kindergarten's 3 R's morning, noon, and night, and assumed our Mother's Day preparation had been sent out to you.

It hadn't.

Obviously.

Perhaps I'll try this again for NEXT Mother's Day. Better late than never:



Always plant extra nasturtiums just in case some seeds don't sprout- every student wants to take a pretty plant home for Mom!

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Don't forget the ever-popular handprint gift:



Handprints

Sometimes you get discouraged
Because I am so small
And always leave my handprints
On furniture and walls

But everyday I'm growing
(I'll be all grown someday)
And all those tiny hand prints
Will surely fade away.

So here's a final handprint
Just so you can recall
Exactly how my fingers looked
When they were very small.

© T. Lambert, Jr. May 1978