Tuesday, January 29, 2013

100th Day of Kindergarten!


We're 100 days *smarter* today!  

After all of our fun 100th Day of Kindergarten activities, I'm also feeling 100 times more tired this evening, go figure.

We:

~ created our 100th Day Snack, selecting ten pieces of ten different food items 
~ drew 10 dots on 10 strips of paper that were attached to a crown
~ counted and bundled ten sets of ten straws
~ added the first triple digit number to our math chart 1-0-0
~ used 100 paper cups to build all sorts of walls and towers
~ watched Emily's First 100 Days of School (via Discovery Education but here's a preview via Vimeo)
~ and thanks to a Super Star Mom, ate 100 mini-cupcakes!

I also emailed families with a list of other 100th Day activities they might enjoy, such as :

~ counting 100 steps to/from the park
~ hugging family members 100 times
~ tossing and catching a ball 100 times

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In case you were worried that I'd missed the opportunity to wear a funny hat, never fear:


Ten strips of paper each sporting ten colorful dots helped me rock a rainbow-ish spider/tentacle look this afternoon.  The Super Stars loved parading to lunch wearing theirs as well.

The 100th Day is special: we're closer to the first grade than we are to preschool, and it's a great day to encourage the Stars to celebrate how much they've grown, changed, and learned since the first day of school.  

I'm proud of them.  Their families are too.

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Here's a link to my Pinterest board "100th Day of School." Teachers have wonderfully creative and educational ideas for observing this milestone... if you'd like to share more activities, link me up to your blog or leave details in a comment.


Monday, January 21, 2013

Non-Teacher Guilty Pleasure: FOLK Magazine

As important as it is to work effectively and efficiently while in the classroom with my Stars, it's also necessary that I have my time away from education-related responsibilities.

Rereading chapters from favorite books such as Jane Eyre, soaking in a bubble bath, playing Words With Friends, visiting blogs or surfing Pinterest work well for those times I can spare fifteen minutes.  For longer stretches, I can create down in the crafty nook, sit and crochet, or really immerse myself into the pages of one of my favorite publications, ever grateful for inventions such as the coffee maker, dishwasher, washer and dryer and crockpot.

Months ago as I explored the vendors' newest offerings at the Parkville Antique Mall in Missouri, I came across a magazine called simply "FOLK."  Intrigued by the beautiful photography on the cover, I picked it up and started flipping through the pages.  Amongst the articles, pictures and editorial comments I found something surprising: mistakes.  I was also left wondering what exactly the focus of the magazine ~was~, as each series of pages appeared to be a mini-magazine within the larger one: mismatched typography, fonts, and layouts filled the space between the covers. Still, the interviews, recipes and photos had me hooked.  Intrigued, I bought the issue and took it home.

I sat for over an hour, trying to figure FOLK out.  I loved it, but not as much as I could have.

The next time I visited the mall, a new issue of FOLK was for sale.  Flipping through the pages, I noticed fewer mistakes, and substantial changes.  Gone were the strangely aligned articles.  There was more flow between features.  The beautiful photography really *popped*, and the message from Ben Ashby, Editor, explained what was going on behind the scenes.  I realized that somehow I had stumbled across the birth and growing pains of a creative publication, lovingly produced by a whopping staff of ten people, many of whom were also juggling the responsibilities of college.


FOLK now requires the muscle power of fifty staff members, and each issue has become one of my essential non-teacher guilty pleasures.  The photography is sharp and inviting and the interviews and recipes prevent it from being a "quick-flip" magazine: I go back to swim in every page. I also appreciate that the advertisements don't jar me out of the ~feel~ of the magazine.


I've enjoyed witnessing the evolution of FOLK.  Perusing the latest issue online, sure, the teacher in me would rather "Live Authentically" than "Live Authentic," and the writer in me would drop a few unnecessary commas and encourage Ben to keep his thesaurus handy so as to avoid repeating himself in his personal message to the readers.  Even so, the vision of FOLK is much more clear now and as a result, I'm a faithful reader.

Ben has made the winter issue of FOLK digitally available to all readers, free of charge.

Go, look, read, and enjoy.  Head over to the blog to subscribe (the digital issue is fun, but there's still something to be said for having the actual magazine in your hands as you turn the pages and sip your coffee or iced tea) and enjoy even more FOLK-sie goodness.

Inauguration 2013

It's nice being able to watch the Inauguration from the comfort of home today, but I still very much appreciate the first time I watched President Obama sworn in to office.

I was with my Super Stars.

You can reread that post here.


(photo source: http://blog.blockavenue.com/dc/blockavenues-inauguration-guide-2013/)



Friday, January 11, 2013

Blogging is Part of My Teacher's Voice

Every now and again I'm asked by a colleague ~why~ I blog.

The briefest of answers would be simply "to share."  It's an obvious reason since my blog is public and open to comments, but when a more in depth response is expected, I either pause to choose my words carefully in an attempt to be concise or I enthusiastically ramble on and on, undoubtedly using a lot of hand gestures, smiling, and nodding as I speak.

For me, blogging is self reflection, and it's also yelling "hey, look at what I found!"  It's a way to ask questions that someone else out there might also be pondering.  My words or photographs could inspire a dialogue, or provide an answer or idea that helps me and the readers create something beneficial for our colleagues, students and their families.  Occasionally I publish thoughts that other teachers wish they could sing from the rafters, their comments and emails agreeing in chorus with my rants.  Perhaps new teachers can learn from my mistakes and avoid having to recreate the wheel as they navigate through the first few years of their profession.  Sure, some of my thoughts are deep.  Other content is shared simply because I think it's cute.  A lot of what I publish gets sent out and is probably lost in the void, and I'm okay with that.

Now in my fifth year in this district, my seventh year in the state, and my seventeenth year as a kindergarten teacher, my teacher voice is well developed.  I am a parent/teacher conference machine, I can collaborate with specialists, and I'm able to prevent a child from poking his or someone else's eye out with any selection of precise vocalizations.  Were I more politically inclined, I'd probably be a great union representative.  But I've also learned to be a better listener, and have come to appreciate the benefits of exercising discretion while on the clock.  Many of my colleagues don't need or want to know every single opinion I have, leaving a lot for me to reflect upon that can become blog fodder.

Time in my classroom is precious.  Every moment counts, whether it's spent introducing concepts, facilitating the learning process, listening to, playing with, or watching my Super Stars.  As I communicate with families, colleagues and administrators, I'm bound by professional courtesy, my public oath, and my intention to provide what I feel is a quality education in a safe environment. But big surprise: my inner voice doesn't always match my professional vernacular.   In almost two decades, I've witnessed the most embarrassing and hurtful scenes created by education professionals, administrators, parents and children, and I've also seen some of the most inspiring.  I'm human, and opinionated.  Reflecting in blog form works for me, where a fast and furious diary entry, or vent-session with a colleague or spouse might provide better catharsis for someone else.  My friends are time zones away, or have very busy lives locally, and family obligations and evening or weekend plans offer respite from reliving every workplace problem.  Blogging allows me to share with anyone who's interested in reading without my having to worry that I'm inflicting myself on others.

My blog has become my digital scrapbook.  I link to others, tuck in some photos and slideshows, share my thoughts, ask some questions, and jot down ideas for later.  I add some tunes to my life's soundtrack, and from time to time, I go way back to reread past thoughts to gauge how I'm feeling now.  Enjoying the connections created by visitors who leave a comment, it's safe to say that if face-to-face collaboration provided me with all of the feedback, inspiration and collegiality I wanted or needed, it's likely I wouldn't blog as an educator.

Are you considering starting a professional or personal blog?  It doesn't have to look like mine, and it certainly doesn't have to serve the same purpose.  Perhaps you want to get the word out that you've created teacher materials that are for sale. Maybe you want an online platform for sharing pictures of your classroom with others.  Are you wanting to improve your writing voice for national certification, professional development, or as a personal goal?  Do you move often like I used to, and need an online presence for future possible employers to peruse as they determine if you're a good fit for their district?  Maybe you'll choose to have your blog content unavailable to anyone other than subscribers, or maybe you'll write publicly with the hope that someone will comment and reassure you that you're not alone.

Why do I blog?  For many, many reasons, but mostly because it's part of my teacher's voice.




Thursday, January 10, 2013

Ring-Bling

...became a thing.

ring bling blog

My Super Star bounded into the classroom today exclaiming "Mrs. Sommerville!  Mrs. Sommerville!  We match, we MATCH!"

Nail polish: check.

Ring-bling: check.

It's not all literacy and math concepts.  Often it's that feeling of joy when you identify with, match, and belong.