Thursday, August 27
Wednesday, May 13
Not Perfect, Just Inspiring
And so I give to you... Rosebud's Most Inspiring People, 2009!
I hope you will read and judge and find both the subjects of articles and their authors to be as inspiring as I do!
Monday, May 11
This is how the year ends....
We're watching Romeo and Juliet. Not really studying it, just watching it. I wanted to study it, to read it, I really did. It would have been fun. But we lost 10 or so days to cold and blizzards. I underestimated the complexity of our Feature Article assignment and then decided to toss laptops, Gmail, and Google Docs into the mix- which was an awesome experiment, but took a lot of time. So here we are with 8 days left of school, watching Romeo and Juliet and filling out a worksheet.
The bang came last week, when we took the final reading assessment and hit over 2 years of reading growth. Bang!
And now we're all pretty happy, we're all pretty friendly. We're just watching and filling out worksheets, but the conversations are more real than they have been all year. We're not going to gain a super in-depth understanding of this play... but they are watching closely, asking good questions, making good connections, and listening to my stumbled answers. I think we all deserve this more laid back environment right now, and I think we're all realizing that the questioning and connections do not end after the final reading assessment.
Sunday, December 28
Tuesday, December 16
"arctic air intrusion"
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| This is the reason school was canceled yesterday. Supposedly it was so cold the buses wouldn't start. Gotta love the plains.... | ||||
Sunday, November 30
Thursday, November 13
Tuesday, November 11
Marion in Parmelee (about 15 mi. away)
Sarah in St. Francis (next door)
I'm hoping to have my students write about their experiences tomorrow.
Queen of the Drift
Monday, November 10
Blizzard update--
This article appeared on the front page of Rapid City Journal regarding the conditions in Wanblee, where four Teach for America teachers live and work.
I can't even imagine what the last several days have been like for the people there or for all of my students here.
There's a part of me that does not want to go back to being a Teacher on Wednesday--- but another part of me that will be relieved to see the kids again and feel lucky to be teaching them.
Friday, November 7
South Dakota Snow Break--- The Return

This is a picture taken by Evan of the front door of his school on the Pine Ridge Reservation after the blizzard that just passed through the Dakotas.
School was canceled here both yesterday and today. Our power (and heat) was out for about 14 hours last night. There is a snow drift that is about 6 feet tall outside my trailer. Sweet.
I should be using this time to get caught up on teaching stuff and start grad school and job applications. But mostly I've been sleeping, reading, cuddling with kittens, and bonding with other teachers.
Monday, November 3
Saturday, October 25
For my Students, Now Poets
Raise your voices, please
Please raise your voices
If you would only
Would only Speak Louder
LOUDER!
Be heard Be heard Be heard Be heard
I’m scared I’m scared I’m scared I’m scared
You say you’re scared
I’m scared
So you whisper
You whisper whispered voices whispered
Your words always whispered so soft…
Someone might hear you
Someone might hear your whispers
And listen to your words and that someone
Might smile at your words
Might read those words those Lakota words
Those proud native words
Grass words and sky words
Animal words and ancestor words
Someone might read those words
And smile to know those words are still breathing
Those words are still living
You are still living.
You could make them smile.
Someone else
Someone else
Might hear your whispers
Whispers whispered voices
and be sad for you
They might cry for you
They might see in your words those gravestones you carry
Those graven images on your binder
On your t-shirts
Those gravestones that you carry
Covered in crosses and rhinestones
Those gravestones dragging, pulling, holding
Your hurt could drown hearts made of granite
You could make them cry with your words.
Someone else
Someone else might hear your whispered words
and get mad
Might hear your oppressed words
Inarticulate words without opportunities
Words that want more but don’t know how
Don’t know how because no one taught them how
And someone might read those wanting words
And it might make them want something more
For you
It might make them mad
It might make them want something more
To do something more
For you
To articulate your words
To give them opportunities
To teach you those words.
They will want to reach you
They will want to teach you those words
They might hear your whispers and get mad
Raise your voices, please
Please raise your voices
If you would only
Would only Speak Louder
LOUDER!
Be heard Be heard Be heard Be heard
Make them smile
Make them hope
Make them cry
Make them mad
Make them want
Teach them
Reach them
With your loud voices Loud voices
Spoken Words
Spoken Loudly
Because it’s hard to hear whispers
Sunday, October 19
Its Native Tongue Facing Extinction, Arapaho Tribe Teaches the Young
http://www.nytimes.com/2008/10/17/us/17arapaho.html?partner=permalink&exprod=permalink
Tuesday, September 30
and sometimes it's not...
We're nearing the end of our procedural text unit. Final drafts are due Friday. Why am I so much better the beginnings of units than the ends of them?
I love brainstorming. I love immersing them in real world examples of the genre and letting them figure out what it is and how to do it.
But despite having read everything Jeff Anderson has published... I just can't get into grammar and editing. I know, what kind of English teacher doesn't like grammar, right? I can't help it. It's just boring.
I don't know why-- I don't mind revising and editing my own writing. I enjoy perfecting my sentences, rearranging, fixing commas, etc. (not that I do that kind of meticulous editing on here very often you may have noticed) But somehow I haven't figured out how to teach those things in a way that I like and kids like. I want to give them back their rough drafts with my comments on them and just say "go-- fix stuff! make them better!" But that approach definitely doesn't work. They have no idea how to improve their own writing.
I'm trying an Express Lane Edit tomorrow (courtesy Jeff Anderson), we'll see how it goes.
Next unit will be more heavily front loaded with sentence structure lessons.
This is a highly teacher talk post-- I just can't write about my frustrations outside the classroom right now. And by outside the classroom, I don't mean outside the school...
Tuesday, September 16
Sometimes being an English teacher is too much fun...
Procedural Video Example #1:
Procedural Video Example #2:
Sunday, September 14
Just another South Dakota Weekend
We went to the badlands this weekend. in search of "some kind of--- Smart Bug" after watching Starship Troopers, which was filmed partially in Interior, SD.
We didn't find any giant alien bugs, but it was pretty fun all the same.
Sometimes I have to get away from school and my trailer to remember that this is a cool place and I'm lucky to live here.
Next comes three 5 day weeks in a row- and the execution of my first actual Unit this year.
I'm so not ready, but here we go....
Thursday, September 11
The Cricket in My Classroom
Yesterday I was extremely annoyed by the cricket and it's chirping. Today- I'm developing an appreciation for the persistent little guy. It's almost nice to have a little bit of the outside in here. It's almost soothing.
And soothing is something I could use this week-- it's homecoming. I decided to not be student council adviser this year and it was a very good decision. I do not miss all that planning and scrambling one bit. Although, at such a small school many homecoming responsibilities fall on all of the staff, so I still feel pretty harried and pressured to get something together for the freshmen class- decorating a hallway today, decorating a float tomorrow.... keeping 50 teenagers under control with paint, paper, scissors, tape, streamers, and balloons--ha.
Thursday, August 21
Kittens
Mattie is longish haired with gray and black stripes. She is super friendly and curious and follows me around and gets into everything.
Turtle is sleek and almost all black with white paws and a white chest. She is very shy, but when I do get her to sit with me she's a champion cuddler, purring and pawing in appropriately adorable ways.
They are about 8 weeks old and come from a ranch in Nebraska. They like to race across my trailer at top speed and pounce on one another. It is far too entertaining :-P
This post sounds like something I wrote about my cats in 7th grade English class.
I <3 Cats
*Don't worry, this is not going to become a crazy cat lady blog. Probably.




