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This is our last week before Spring Break… it’s never easy when vacation looms, but this week is extra hard for me… two of my favorite ladies are going to be heading out for maternity leave. I know, I know, bringing babies into the world is serious business, Read More...
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Today during Writing Workshop, I worked with Sophia. She came in a struggling learner and has made slow progress. We’ve worried about her and have had her parents working with her on some of the concepts she’s had trouble with – with limited success. Read More...
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Yesterday, as happens most days, there was a missed pickup of a student who needed to go for special services. We were out at Reading Buddies and missed his pickup by minutes… so I walked him down while Mrs. D. read a story to the rest of the group. I Read More...
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I have a confession… I am prone to going overboard. I know, shocking. Anyway, here goes… in my entire teaching career, I’ve never been able to have a real party with my class… you know with cookies, cupcakes, and cake. Year after year, I’ve had at least Read More...
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Let’s be clear about something right away… it was ME having the giggle fit, not a sprout. Now that I’ve got that out of the way, here’s what happened. The class had just returned from Art. We were all gathered on the carpet for a story. It was a big book Read More...
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Two days of rain. Two days of inside recess. One of those days with no special. I’m convinced Mother Nature is a cruel, evil, spiteful lady… Of course, with no recess and no place to take the class, by the end of the day Friday, things were looking grim. Read More...
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I love me some puppets. For whatever reason, they transfix the kids and I just love making them come to life. With the rowdy group of boys this year, puppets are helping tame the wild beasts during important listening times. My first friend, Eddie the Read More...
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Oh, I love the innocence of kindergartners. On the first day, when you tell them how excited mom and dad will be to see their picture and one of them shouts out, “No, my dad’s in jail!” you just have to smile. Yesterday, after asking a question and calling Read More...
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Day three and things are getting better… slowly. I seriously forget how challenging the first few days (weeks, months?) can be. So many of my new friends have no pre-school or daycare experience and they truly have landed on a new planet. Everyday brings Read More...
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Day One. Captain’s Log entry. Stardate 65167.5 (9.1.2011). The natives are strange. Somehow, this year, there is a disproportionate amount of males. The males of the species known as ‘kindergartners’ are usually less developed than their female counterparts. Read More...
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Yesterday was our kindergarten graduation. Always a bittersweet day, here some highlights. There's not much cuter than new dresses and new dress shirts on kindergartners. Practicing our songs in the morning, a certain kindergarten teacher had a mini panic Read More...
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This morning, in the quiet hubbub of arrival time, Penny came up to me with her hand out, holding something precious. “Mr. ______, the back of my earring fell off,” she said. Uh-oh. Another area of expertise I’m quite lacking in. The last time I tried Read More...
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With two teachers and double the number of kids, walking in line in the hallway has become an art form. Usually one of us takes the front and the other the back. It works well because between the two of us, we can see almost the entire line. Today, as Read More...
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This week we started a mini-unit on Goldilocks and the Three Bears. We’re reading as many versions of the story as we can and making our own storyboard and stick puppets to practice retelling. Our student led conferences are at the end of the month and Read More...
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Today, after reading Iza Trapani’s I’m a Little Teapot (we’re having a read aloud with her tomorrow via Skyle… SO cool), Mrs. D. showed the class the music she put on the last page of the book. “If we had a musical instrument and someone knew how to play, Read More...
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