So, here’s the deal. I’ve been giving myself pep talks every day reminding myself that even though I’m not following the much-revered instructional schedule, it’s not as if I’m poisoning the kids’ minds. They’re still working with most of the expensive, bloated curriculum–it’s just that it seems it’s not a bad idea to mix things up…every day.
Seems we’re getting a little bogged down in class.
The kids all wanted to share their videos and their findings from yesterday.
And they wanted extra notebook/codex time.
I guess it’s a good version of being bogged down, but we didn’t exactly dive into any new lessons. That may come back to haunt me…but then again, not sure I’m overly concerned with any possible misfortune.
And more than a few of them surrounded Mrs. Helm today, wanting their work to be included in the school’s weekly newsletter.
I don’t see that happening, but I will say that our class web page [thanks to Mrs. Helm] is, to use her term, ‘vibrant’ with all kinds of video clips and photos.
Kind of fun.
Haven’t caught up to Mrs. Nix re: her wanting to see me. [Or is it, I haven’t let her catch up with me?]
Time to get home to bake for Mrs. Helm. Staff meeting tomorrow and since she joined me last time, I’d better be well-supplied. Plus, I owe her for keeping up our class web page. I sent my right- and left-hand people [Beth and Sanjay] to find out what our beloved librarian would like for a treat.
Verdict: Oatmeal raisin cookies.
So, it’s like this.
I’ve unleashed a new brand of crazy inside and outside the classroom.
It’s called ‘the da Vinci-zone’.
I got the kids all amped up on being observant and curious. Oy. It’s so not easy to rein them in. Am figuring it will calm down, but for now…they were in full-swing on the walk to the supermarket and back. I take that back. Inside Food City as well.
The poor manager was engulfed with questions, like:
- What temperature do you keep the ice cream at?
- How old are the spare ribs?
- Which gum sells the fastest?
- How early in the day does the smell of your roasted chicken start to travel around the store?
- What is YOUR favorite smell in the store?
- Do you move the older apples from the bottom to the top so they don’t get old?
- My mom says in the old days the cashiers had to punch in numbers for the prices. Was she kidding?
I decided the day before to scale back on their activity sheets, so it was down to:
- English/Language Arts: Write down the sentence or sentences that make you want to buy a product.
- Report to your iPad/camera buddy and have them record you telling two things you learned during the visit.
- Math: Fill in the blanks: I would buy ten [name of product]. It would cost me [_______].
- Science: Find an item that depends on aging or fermentation.
Find an item that you think consists of 30% to 70% water.
Let’s just say there were multiple flurries of activity throughout the store.
Of course, nothing compared to the cheer for the free donuts they scored at the end of the visit. [When we got back, they had to calculate the number of calories they consumed, based on Dunkin Donuts estimated per item count of 260 calories. I told them the donut gave them each enough added energy to do the math.]
When we got back, Mr. Taylor told me Mrs. Nix was looking for me.
Film at 11 on that one…
well, I really am doing myself in. I’m feeling, well, like…
But, more and more, I’ve realized… 1. Philosophically, I reeeeallly don’t belong here. 2. I’m still helping kids…despite my utter inability to follow the ‘painstakingly-concocted-but-unrealistic-to-many-learners’-needs’ schedule. 3. I’m not just juggling lessons and activities, I’m juggling emotions and suspicions…and baking chores. [After all, Mr. Taylor and Mrs. Helm do need the occasional dose of
As crazy as things are, I’m almost scared to take the whole class into a grocery store.
Baked goods image created from Canva collage tool.