We need to arm our children with ways to overcome the struggle of mental illness.
Last week in Teaching Land, a student wrote about a plan for suicide. Luckily, we intervened and provided the student and the family with strategies before something awful happened.
I’ve been saying this since I started my teaching career: teaching is more than a delivery of information. Teaching goes way beyond the classroom. It’s the job of the teacher to learn ways to teach the whole child and not just prepare the child for the test. The teacher must guide the child in understanding his or her emotions.
Teachers play such an important part in this process. We must not forget that ❤️
This little bugger has been with me since the beginning of the school year. Teachers, this is a first for me.
Student: “Ms. A I know you don’t have kids but like do you want any?”
Me: *gives the student a funny look*
Student: “No, I mean like a baby.”
Me: “Oh I don’t know, hunny. Y’all asked me this last week remember?”
Side note: My EngageNY class picked a random Tuesday to ask me about my personal life. I always found honesty is the best policy and told them my feelings towards having a kid (I don’t think I would be able to juggle being a good teacher and a good mom so no motherhood for me right now. I like being a teacher too much).
Student: “I know. Just you’re a really good teacher so I think you’d be a good mom too.”
I never thought I would be able to use a Train lyric as a title. But what can I say, I’m an opportunist.
overheard in 5th grade land:
Scene: 5th grade science. Phases of the moon.
Student: “Ok but I have a question. I’ve never personally been to the Milky Way before...”
Teacher (mumbles): “Yeah, I bet you haven’t.”
Student: “... so like what would happen to our insides?”
Scene: I'm explaining the backstory of Bud, Not Buddy through a KWL chart which leads into a WebQuest.
Student 1: "Why is it called the Great Depression?"
Student 2: "Maybe 'cause everyone was really sad."
Student 1: "Yea. Like the entire America needed meds."
Number 1 - Bird Box
Number 2 - Conversations with J
Scene: Student, we'll call him J, had a severe case of the giggles.
Me: "Come on J. Get it together."
J: "OK Ms. A"
J continues to giggle
J: "AH OK! I ain't trying to get in trouble Ms. A!" J proceeds to slap his face. Quite loudly I should add. Then looks at his desk with a finger raised and says, "Come on. Get it together. You don't have time for this crap."
Number 3 - Songs
My Engage NY class and I created a song for going to gym today called "Going to the Gymnasium." It is sung to the tune of Little Einsteins. It goes a little something like this:
We're going on a trip,
to the gymnasium
through all these halls
so we can play with basketballs.
We better watch out
for flying basketballs
they'll hit our heads
then we'll be really dead.
It's a work in progress.
Number 4 - Things students said
Student: "Ms. A, you're hair looks like an anime character."
Student: "Ms. A, are you confused?"
Me: "I don't believe so?"
Student: "Are you confused?"
Me: "Honey, I don't understand why you're asking me so I guess, yes, I'm confused."
Student: "Did you go somewhere warm over break or something?"
Me: "Nope, I went to New York to visit my Mom. Why?"
Student: "'Cause you're wearing a dress."
Scene: I finished explaining the goal for today and asked students to give me a thumbs up if they understand, thumbs sideways if they need help. One student gave me a thumbs sideways, so I call on him.
Student: "When are we going to meet your husband?"
Student: *hands me an apple*
Me: “You don’t want it?”
Student: “It’s for you.”
Me: “Aw thanks!”
Student: “I took it from (insert another student’s name here) for you.”
Scene: It's the beginning of class. I begin by giving my Cherubs the agenda for the day.
Student 1: (Without raising his hand) "Miss A! Miss A! Why aren't we going to watch part of the movie again?"
Students in the back grumble in agreement.
Me: (Overreacting) "Do you really want me to tell you my plan?"
Student 1: (Surprised) "What plan?"
Students in the back look up.
Student 2: "Tell us!"
Me: (Being extra dramatic) "Naw I shouldn't. You guys won't really care."
Student 3: "We'll care! Tell us!"
Me: (Looks dramatically off into the distance)
Students: (Shouting) "TELL US" "WE CARE" "I WANT TO KNOW" "JUST SHUT UP SO SHE'LL TELL"
Me: (Exhales loudly and throws arms down) "AUGH fine."
So we've been reading Percy Jackson and they really seem to like it! I showed them part of the movie yesterday in order to work on compare/contrast responses. I like to celebrate the end of Percy Jackson with Cabin Competitions (if you're unfamiliar with my competitions from last year, click here), eat some Greek Food, and watch the WHOLE movie with NO interruptions. My kids were extra excited by the option of bringing something that represents their cabin and/or dressing up for extra credit.
With that story summarized, let's continue...
Student 1: "Wait... Miss A.. So I'm in Dionysus. Can I bring wine?"
Me: "Um.. only if you want me to lose my job."
Student 1: "Ok. So what can I bring then?"
Me: "Well let's think what else could you do that represents him?"
Student 1: "Oh I know! Soda and cough syrup! Ya'll won't be able to handle that!"
Me: (Stares blankly for a few seconds) "No."
Me: (Stares blankly off again) "If you can hear my voice clap once"
Scene: It’s before gym and we’re working on our reading. One first grader, A, just told me it’s her birthday today.
A: “Ms. A do you know what else?”
Me: “This is our last comment, ok? What else?”
A: “ When I was little and like and like a real baby.. um.. my name was still A”
7 other tiny hands shoot up
Owner of tiny hand #1: “I was a baby once.”
Owner of tiny hand #2: “Yeah I had a name too.”
Today's Tiny Teaching Land was filled with tiny kids crying, adult humans grumbling, and a few unedited, prematurely sent emails from an admin. The highlight of the day was an impressive flatulence and its journey down the hall of 1st graders. Like dominoes, their faces began to scrunch up to the odor until a student near the source began to cry. He got out of line saying, "YOUR FART SMELLS LIKE DEAD!"
Their scrunched up looks of pain may have been the highlight of my day, but the best part of my day left me speechless. E took handcuffs out of his backpack. I asked him where he got them and he said, "My mom's bedroom."
This year, I plan on sharing a bit more of my day to day activities in my classroom along with the typical humor that my darling students will definitely provide. If this interests you, please feel free to subscribe on the Home page or on the top (or bottom?) of your page.
Hopefully y'all will enjoy this years Tiny Teaching Edition. Also, here are a few pictures of my classroom :)