books, Reading

On Summer Checkouts

We started speaking about the summer slide at the beginning of the year.  How this year’s mission was for somehow to keep students wanting to read even when no one was around to hold them accountable.  Even when no one said they should.  For some of my students, this was no big deal.  They already read all of the time on their own accord and could not possibly imagine not reading.  And then there were the others, those that smirked a little, possibly even rolled their eyes.  Summer and reading, yeah right?!

And yet…as I have read their reading memoirs and asked them for their plans, I have seen the change.  As I have asked them what they plan on reading, a few more have risen to the occasion, have told me that when they travel.  When they sit by the pool.  When they have nothing to do.  Perhaps, just perhaps, they will read a book.

But….

For them to read a book, they need a book.  It is too easy for us to assume that all of our students have great books in their homes already.  It is too easy for us to assume that all of our students will be able to get to the library.  It is too easy for us to assume that all of our students have money to pay for books and can get to a bookstore.  But the truth is, that many of our students do not have great books at home, do not have the means to get to a library, or do not have the means to purchase books.  But we can help that.

First, we have to start thinking about the fines we place on children when they lose a book.  While I get that books are expensive and that we need some sort of accountability, we know that fines and fees can become the very obstacle that keeps our most vulnerable readers out of the library.  So is there a way for a family to dig their way out of the fines?  Can they do something else than pay money to have their accounts cleared?  Can we value readers more than books?  I lose books every year, it is what it is, and I rest easy thinking of Nancie Atwell’s wisdom, that if we do not lose some books every year, our books are not good enough.

We also need to partner with our public library.  After all, a great presentation from a passionate librarian can make a huge difference.  They can tell the kids about all of the cool programs happening at the local library, book talk books, and bring in public library card applications for those kids that don’t have one.

Our school library can do a summer check out.  We are so lucky at our school that our librarians do just that.  Students can check out up to ten titles over the summer with parent permission.  All they do is fill out this permission form and then they come on the 29th of May and bookshop.  I have also heard of school libraries having summer hours or even summer bookmobiles that travel to the neighborhoods of our students.  Since they are not in our schools, why not bring the books to them?

We can open our own bookshelves.  There is very little reason for all of our books to sit and collect dust throughout summer.  So why not open up your classroom library as well?  For some of my kids getting parent permission will be a near impossibility, so I do not require it.  Our summer checkouts started yesterday, equipped with their to-be-read list, students get to grab a stack of books to bring home over the summer.  I have a simple spreadsheet where I write down the child’s name and every book they grab and then have a column for whether they returned it or not.  My students have been working on their to-be-read lists all year, now is the time to put it to work!  I tell students they can bring them back over the summer by dropping them off at our office or bring them back on locker drop off or when 8th grade starts again.  Sure,  I lose a few books every year doing this but it is worth every single page read!

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And finally, we can hand them a book.  The last month or so, I have been scouring stores to amass 150 books that our students can select from on the very last day of school.  By using places like Books4School and Scholastic, we have an amazing selection of drop everything and read books that hopefully will entice our students to read.  This is our way of telling them thank you, of giving them another chance to read this summer, of thanking them for a great year together.

All those books we so lovingly pull together for our students deserve to be continually placed in their hands.  Let’s keep the children reading this summer, one book at a time.

If you like what you read here, consider reading my newest book, Passionate Readers – The Art of Reaching and Engaging Every Child.  This book focuses on the five keys we can implement into any reading community to strengthen student reading experiences, even within the 45 minute English block.  If you are looking for solutions and ideas for how to re-engage all of your students consider reading my very first book  Passionate Learners – How to Engage and Empower Your Students.      Also, if you are wondering where I will be in the coming year or would like to have me speak, please see this page.

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What We Could Have Done, Perhaps

I am not sure why I am writing this.  Perhaps it is simply to get it out of my brain, if even for a few minutes, perhaps it is to not feel so alone.  Perhaps it is because someone, somewhere, out there will have some sort of magical answer that will somehow make all of this better.

The very harsh reality that we now face as a family is that our oldest daughter started this school year as a fairly well-adjusted eight-year-old who liked school, was nervous about making friends as the new kid, but was known as being kind, helpful and as a hard worker despite the obstacles she faced.

And then the school year happened.  And the bullying happened.  And life seemingly turned upside down from what we knew or at the very least thought we knew.

We now end the year with a kid who is angry a lot, sad a lot, who hates school, begs us not to send her, and worries that she will never be liked by her peers. Who snaps for little reason, has insomnia, and has continued to face learning obstacles that we have not been able to address because her mental health comes first before we think about reading intervention.

We now end the year with a kid that can go from being happy one moment to completely devasted the next.  Who yells so much, I sometimes forget what it sounds like to have a normal conversation with her.  Who asks for our protection and we know there is only so much we can do.  And yes, we have her seeing someone both in and out of school, but it does not seem to be enough.  Nothing seems to be enough.

While the rational part of me knows that there is not much more we could have done to protect her, I cannot help but feel like we did this somehow. Like we somehow failed to equip her with the tools she needed to survive this school year.  That perhaps if we had raised our voices sooner.  If we had yelled louder.  If we had seen the signs.  If we had taught her how to change her personality.  If we had not moved to our new house.  If we had not switched schools.  If only…

If only…

As parents, we pick up the pieces of our children every day.  We marvel at times over the miracles they are, over how they grow.  Over how they seemingly become this incredible person we always knew they would be.

But sometimes the pieces seem to no longer fit.  We wonder where this child came from and how we need to parent now.  We love, even when they yell.  We hug, even when they say they don’t need it.  And we keep telling them that they are beautiful.  That they are smart.  That they have worth.  Even when they don’t believe us because the words of other children now speak louder than whatever we could say.

This year, we count down the days until school’s out in this house, something we have never done. (17 days tomorrow).   We tell her just one more day, tell your teacher if you need to, look for a friend, hold your head up high.  And we hold our breath for the bus to bring her home, waiting to see what will be unleashed as she walks through our door.

I can’t help but think of how I somehow failed as a parent.  Failed to protect.  Failed to guard.  Failed to fix.  But perhaps it was never that simple?

 

 

Be the change, being a student, being a teacher, Reading, Reading Identity

Who I Am as a Reader – A Reading Memoir Writing Project

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Every year, we have tried to create a meaningful end to the year.  A meaningful way for all of us to come together one last time, to cement the year we have had.  To realize just how far we have come.  In the past few years, it was our This I Believe speeches, given on the last few days where students sometimes decided to delve into their past as they looked at their future.

This year, I wanted something different and an idea I have heard both Donalyn Miller and Teri Lesene mention came to mind; the reader memoir.  A seemingly simple narrative that would allow us to see the growth of our students as writers while they reflected upon their reading.  A way for us to hear the truth that they carry within them, to see the hopes or fears they have for their future reading life.

So three weeks ago, as we started our final reading challenge (a self-selected book club or an independent reading challenge), I unveiled the project, to see the slides, go here.  Write about your life as a reader.  The good, the bad, the future, the past.  Tell me about who you are now, how you have grown, the books you have cherished and those you didn’t.  About what made you a reader or turned you away from reading.

At first, some kids were skeptical, after all, why would they want to write about that, and yet as the memoirs themselves start to roll in, I cannot help but sit in awe as my students dive into their own reading experiences to share who they are as readers now.

“If we lived in a world without books, I’d make my own…”

“When we’re asked to read in class, I actually read.”

“I don’t think I was meant to be a reader.”

My parents would sit with me and my siblings, reading us stories, and we would huddle close and listen. Then I would begin to slump, falling asleep to the flowing words.”

As my students’ words surround me, I cannot help but be grateful for the words they have chosen to share, the truths they have given me as I prepare for another set of readers and nonreaders next year.  What a way to end, by knowing them even more.  What a way for them to end, by knowing themselves a little more.  Perhaps, this will be something they also remember.

If you like what you read here, consider reading my newest book, Passionate Readers – The Art of Reaching and Engaging Every Child.  This book focuses on the five keys we can implement into any reading community to strengthen student reading experiences, even within the 45 minute English block.  If you are looking for solutions and ideas for how to re-engage all of your students consider reading my very first book  Passionate Learners – How to Engage and Empower Your Students.      Also, if you are wondering where I will be in the coming year or would like to have me speak, please see this page.

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On the Road Again

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As summer beckons in just a few weeks, I have the honor of traveling to learn and teach with passionate educators around the country.  I often get asked where I will be, and while this page is almost always up to date, I thought it would be nice to have a visual of where I will be this summer in case I am close to where you are, especially since most of these are open to the public.  If you would like to have me come to your event, please see this page, it is not too late to book for the summer. I hope our paths cross!

May:

May 19th, Morning workshop, Passionate Readers, Waukesha, WI

June:

June 9th, 2018 – Speaker, Indiana State Book Festival, Muncie, IN

June 21st, 2018 – Scholastic Reading Summit, Chicago, IL

June 24th – 26th, 2018 – ISTE, Chicago, IL

June 28th – July 4th, 2018 – Barcelona, Spain

July:

July 9th – 10th, 2018 – NerdCamp, Parma, MI

July 12th, 2018 – Scholastic Reading Summit, Raleigh/Durham, NC

July 17th, 2018 – Scholastic Reading Summit, Los Angeles, CA

July 21st – 28th, 2018 – Hanging out around Carolina Beach, NC

August:

August 2nd, 2018 – Workshop, RRVEC, Grand Forks, ND

August 8th, 2018 – Workshop, WSRA, Stevens Point, WI

August 14th, 2018 – Goosecreek, Texas

August 15th, 2018 – League City, Texas

August 24th, 2018 – District PD, Calexico, CA

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How to Really Thank a Teacher

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The cookies have been put away.  The flowers beginning to wilt.  The cards remain on our whiteboards, but life has moved on.  No more lunches.  No more notes.  No more half-price pizza or buy one get one free burritos.   Teacher appreciation week is over and the world keeps on spinning.

And while I appreciate the sentiment.  While I appreciate the notes.  The cards.  The food, I cannot help but thank that it is too easy to thank a teacher this way, rather than do it properly. That the whole notion of teacher appreciation is just one more example of how the teaching profession is given little value, in certain circles, because if it were, we wouldn’t need to be thanked like this.

What if instead of a note, people voted for politicians who believed in funding public schools?  For politicians who believe that better teaching programs are the answer, not equipping people with no teaching degrees a teaching license?  For school boards who support the courageous work teachers do in their classrooms as they try to teach empathy, kindness, acceptance, and understanding?

What if instead of flowers, we were all given livable wages and healthcare that was affordable?  I work for a district that has kept our wages intact despite the push of our politicians, who have made it their mission to not only attract new teachers but retain the old.  What if every teacher felt that respect?  What if every teacher could actually pursue their dream of making a difference for the future of this nation, without having to work two jobs?

What if instead of lunch, we were all given resources?  Student service personnel so that every child could get the support they need?  Interventionist so that all kids can achieve?  Classroom libraries in every room?  Technology devices to keep up with the demands of an ever-changing world?  Textbooks, if needed, that accurately portray the world we live rather than continue to push misogynistic, racist, and other dismantling views?

What if instead of discounts, we were all given support?  Support from our administrators to show off our family, even when it falls outside of what some in society has deemed “the norm?”  Support from our school board when we share books that start much-needed conversations?  Support for when we try new things?  SUpport for when we support our students who need it so desperately?  Support for when we hang on to common sense instruction?  Support for when we question the computer programs that are placed in our schools instead of teachers?  Support from our families as we try to create opportunities that do not push an agenda, but instead push understanding, critical thinking, and actual debate.

To be a teacher is a calling for most.  To be a great teacher is a job that will tear your heart out, fill it up and place it back in a new shape.  While I will hang on to the notes and cards my students gave me this week until I get old and can no longer teach, I wish we could see as a society how there is so much more to be done.  How teachers should feel valued all of the time.  How we need to protect the work they do.  The meager resources they get.  The little respect at times individual teachers face.  Not just when the calendar tells us so.

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And What Do We End With?

A few days left of school, counting in days instead of weeks, counting in hours rather than units and you can hear the whispers in the corners.

“We will miss these kids…”

“Another great year…”

“They are ready…”

And we mean it as we plan our lessons, down to the very last day, and we try to continue the learning despite the energy, despite the crazy, despite the hint of summer in the air.

And we think of how far we have come, how much they have grown, how much we have grown, and we remember that what they will remember will probably not be the lessons we so meticulously planned.  The grades they got.  The homework they did.  But the moments.  The feeling.  The little things that in the end became the big.

How we stood outside our doors greeting them every day.

How we smiled whenever we saw them.

How we asked what was the matter rather than assumed we knew.

How we asked others how we could be better and actually listened rather than felt judged.

How we took a moment when they needed a moment and how it paid off in the end.

How we told them we were glad they were here rather than tell them they were late.

How we tried to make it matter.

How we tried to make it meaningful.

How we asked them what we could do better and then actually did it.

How no matter the day, no matter our mood, our classrooms and our school was always ready for the child who showed up because that is the child we hoped would come.

 

 

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This sign has hung outside of our door all year, it will stay there for next year.

 

And we vow to keep trying to reach that child that we haven’t quite reached until the very last day, until the very last moment.

We start our years with our hopes and our dreams.  Our hearts ready to love.  With worry and sometimes doubt that we can be what they need us to be.  We start our years with lofty goals and new ideas, ready to make a difference.

And what do we end with?

A year filled with moments that shape us in ways we cannot even comprehend yet.

A year packed with learning that will only help us be better.

A year of opportunities to be something more than we started us.  A year that hopefully taught us as much as we taught them – if we did it right.

And hearts that now hold the names of even more children who went from perfect strangers to be ours.  Our kids.  Our kids who we will miss even though they may forget our names.  Even though they may forget our lessons.  Even though they cannot wait for summer and are even counting down the days.

Who knew we had so much room to love?

Who knew we would be, already, to do it all over again?

If you like what you read here, consider reading my newest book, Passionate Readers – The Art of Reaching and Engaging Every Child.  This book focuses on the five keys we can implement into any reading community to strengthen student reading experiences, even within the 45 minute English block.  If you are looking for solutions and ideas for how to re-engage all of your students consider reading my very first book  Passionate Learners – How to Engage and Empower Your Students.      Also, if you are wondering where I will be in the coming year or would like to have me speak, please see this page.