Author: Pernille Schmidt Ripp

Since 2010, I have lived my teaching life outloud, writing, speaking, and sharing the great, the okay, and the sometimes not so great. Starting as a 4th grade teacher in Middleton, Wisconsin, then heading to the middle school for many years, in 2022 I moved back home to Denmark to try teaching primary grades. Because why not? But I also started the Global Read Aloud in 2010, a global literacy project that has connected millions of children across the world. I also write books trying to help others co-create sustainable student-centered learning spaces, and I share my life on Instagram, in both English and Danish.

being a teacher, change, classroom expectations, our classroom

What Dreams Reminds Us Of

January 15, 2012 Pernille Schmidt Ripp

Last night I lost control of my class. It was a dream, of course, it being Sunday today, but I have had this dream before. The students are older – nothing likethose older students to be disrespectful. The classroom is crowded – poor teaching conditions. The task is simple and yet they don’t understand. They talk amongst themselves. They get up and move around to talk. They are too busy, too bored, to listen to me.

So I raise my voice and I yell at them. Except in this dream I always start to lose my voice thus leaving me feeling powerless. The students proceed with their misbehavior.

They rush into the task I have created, they do it wrong. I signal for their attention by yelling but I cannot yell over the crowd. They ignore me and we do not get through what we need to.

They start to answer my questions but they are doing it all wrong and the frustration increases until finally the bell rings; class dismissed. the students are upset, I am ready to quit teaching, and my heart is pounding.

The first time I had this dream I thought it was a reflection of me and it was; how I used to be. How I used to control my classroom. Yet this dream is nothing like my now classroom. The students are the perfect age for me, they are moving around because they learn better that way. They pay attention when they need to and I barely ever raise my voice. Instead I wait until I get their attention and then provide them with the task. But the biggest difference; the task itself. In the dream the task is meaningless, not tied into anything, and totally controlled by me. In reality our tasks are building blocks, shaped by the students and with a bigger purpose.

So I wake from my nightmare shook up but aware that i have changed my reality. That I no longer thrive on controlling my students but relish the freedom they have in my room. Relish the community we have built. relish the learning happening. My brain may be playing tricks on me but it does serve a reminder of why I changed my classroom philosophy; I did it for the students.

being me, happiness, projects

Won’t You Be Happy With Me?

January 13, 2012July 24, 2013 Pernille Schmidt Ripp

Whip cream, a quiet classroom, students reading, my daughter crashed in the car, Amos Lee…all things that have made me happy in the last 13 days. How do I know this? I have been documenting all of these small moments on my new blog The Happy Streak. This is not a blog to write on but one used for personal reflection through cell phone pictures. By then posting pictures of all of those small, usually insignificant and quickly forgotten moments of happiness, I am making myself a happier person overall.

Had you asked me on January 1st whether I had ever gone 13 days in a row being happy every single day, I would have said probably not, after all, being a teacher, a mother, a partner, a friend, a daughter all causes stress. And yet here I am, 13 days into my happy streak and every single day I have indeed been happy. Every day I have found smile inducing, grin bearing moments that have taken over the mood of the whole day.

This new adventure lets me record those small moments that bring the smiles. Seeing my husband come home from work, a beautiful sunset, needing sunglasses in January, even the first snowstorm – all part of my happy streak. By doing something as simple as taking a picture of that moment they take over my life and become the focus. I catch myself all day now finding happy streak moments, wanting to record them, smiling about them. I am so lucky, I have such a wonderful life, I am glad I finally realized this. So won’t you be happy with me? How will you realize your happy moments? When will you begin your very own happy streak?

being a teacher, being me

I Don’t Want to Be Superwoman

January 11, 2012 Pernille Schmidt Ripp

We worry about whether we are enough. Whether we plan enough, whether we know enough, do we grow enough or are we outdated? We worry about whether we are reaching them, teaching them, and always making them feel like they can do it, like they matter, like they belong. We worry because that is what teachers do. Did we do enough? Did we listen enough? Did we let them speak, find their voice, share their passion? Did we uncover their talents and boost their weaknesses? How will they remember school? How will they remember us? Will it matter all of the tears, the time, the trouble we went through so that they knew they were important?

I know I am not superwoman, and nor would I ever want to be. Superwoman isn’t human, she is too busy to sit down and listen to a story or see a lightbulb moment. Superwoman has to save the world and my shoulders cannot carry that. So I would rather be human, be me, be here in this classroom, at this time, working with these students. Being there for them, catching the moments, guiding and stepping back. Letting them fail and learning with them. I would rather be me, thankful for this time, for this moment, for these challenges that I know I can carry. Superwoman cannot invest, but I can, and I do, every day, every moment, even after they are gone. They are my children and I grow with them. That is what teachers do.

being a teacher, Student-centered, technology, tools

Teachers Do More Than Teach – Why Technology Can Never Replace Them

January 9, 2012 Pernille Schmidt Ripp

I hate that technology and education seem to be at odds with each other as presented in some media. This “either or” mentality is, in my opinion, detrimental to the future of education. We should embrace technology when it serves its purpose, but not treat as a replacement for teachers. Computerized tests may be better at accurately assessing which reading skills my student needs to focus on, but a computerized test will not know why that student has not mastered that skill. It can dictate a learning program fit to fix that gap, or to propel them forward, but hitting rewind and watching it over and over will not always guarantee that a student masters a concept. So when we let videos be the only teaching tool for a child, or a computer program, then we stop figuring out why that child is not understanding. We lose that human connection that teachers provide.

We need the human connection for that, we need some form of a teacher to sit down and figure out what is happening in that child’s mind. To figure out how we keep them engaged and interested. How we keep them invested. A computer program will always analyze but forget about the human aspect. It will assess the problem from a deficit standpoint whereas lack of understanding may be as easy as lack of vocabulary or lack of sleep.

In high school, I failed math and I repeatedly asked my teacher for help to explain the concepts to me. She would explain it the same way she had explained it before and I finally stopped asking, it simply didn’t make sense to me no matter how many times she repeated it. Mind you this was before YouTube and vast internet communities, before Google, and Twitter. The only other place I could turn was the library. And yet we let tools that do nothing but repeat take so much value away from the job that we do every day as teacher. We have let the media portray it as the saviour of education.

A frightening future to me would be one where teachers are nonexistent or serve a secondary role to the almighty computer. Where students are greeted by machines from their own private spaces and curriculum is served through a computer program. Lunch is served by themselves and extracurricular activities are gone by the wayside. Drastic sure, but scary nonetheless. Teachers don’t just teach the curriculum; they process it, they analyze it knowing their students’ skills. They invest their time in it so that students will want to invest their own. They make it meaningful, relevant, and they make it fun. Technology can help with that, but it shouldn’t replace. Teachers do more than just teach; they shape, they mold, they model behavior, and they connect. Often that connection is worth more than any curriculum. Worth more than any computer program.

So the path of the future is our hands; we can show the way of how to use technology correctly as a tool to help propel us forward as practitioners or we can hide from it and lament its coming. Technology was never meant to replace teachers, but it slowly is, it is up to us whether we let it.

being a teacher, being me, choices, classroom expectations, classroom management, Student-centered

Why Trusting Your Gut Can Be the Best Classroom Management Course You Ever Take

January 7, 2012 Pernille Schmidt Ripp

A year and a half ago, I went through a radical change in the way I am as a teacher. The whole foundation of what my classroom was was discarded and re-born, all on the basis of my gut instinct. It told me that to increase student motivation and increase buy-in that my method of teaching and, indeed, the whole feel of my classroom had to change. That to see motivation increase and excitement build that the old method I was using was so far away from what I wanted that it simply should not exist anymore. So instead of dismissing what some may have viewed as a crazy whim, unsafe territory if you must, I pursued, I went there and I took the chance of implementing it into my classroom and my unsuspecting students.

I trusted my instincts and my own desire for how my schooling should have been; projects, team-work, choices. And now in the second year into this implementation I am the proof that it works. I am the proof that if you believe in your students, if you believe in their ability to make great choices, to work together as teams rather than as individuals their learning will benefit. I have students who love coming to school, and not just those 50% that love you no matter what they do. I have kids that had given up, that believed that they could not succeed, that they were not smart enough to go to school, now tell me that they love coming, that they cannot wait to learn. That they cannot wait to be challenged. They may not ace every single assignment but they try and they grown. They may not get the grades that others get but they participate, they share and they know that their voice is just as important as those who used to be the top-kids, the stars of the room. They smile, they belong, and they own the community. School is a place they want to come to, not somewhere they have to go.

I cannot take credit for all of this because the students trusted me as well. They trusted me with their dreams of school and of learning. They trusted me with how they want to learn, how they see themselves as individuals and the paths they want to take. That speaks a lot of the relationships we have created. Those children trusted me enough to let me in, and to make our classroom their second home. So my classroom is the proof that these strategies work, even if you do not know that is what you are doing. My classroom is the proof that sometimes following your gut is more important than following any college class on classroom management. My classroom is the proof that even though your mentor does it one way, it is ok for you to do it completely different. We can change the way we do school and we can make school all about the children. We just have to be willing to change ourselves.

being me, Innovation Day, questions

Can Older Teacher Still Be Innovators?

January 5, 2012 Pernille Schmidt Ripp

This morning when I looked in the mirror I saw a new wrinkle. Right there inching along on my forehead, something I swore was not there before. I look younger than I am and yet the signs of time will cover my face slowly but certainly. It makes me wonder when will people think that I am outdated? That my teaching no longer is fresh or new? When will parents request the other teacher simply because they seem to have more energy?

Teachers seem to have a shorter shelf life these days. Like our glory days of innovation are numbered and one can only have so many new ideas, and only when in their prime years. Yet, I see teacher much older than me generate ideas that I could never even fathom. Come up with lessons that students talk about years later. And yet the credit goes to the young, the fresh, the energetic but only if they look it.

Can an idea still be fresh if thought of by an older mind? Will the general consensus continue to be that new must come from the young, the innovative, the ones that are most tapped in? Can we change the stigma of the aging teacher and how their ideas lose merit with the years of use? Or is this simply a product of my aging imagination that wonders whether I will be old and my ideas will lose their luster? Are teachers judged more on their ideas than their age? Can innovation be embraced when it comes from someone older than you or must it always be packaged as coming from the next generation?