Be the change, classroom management, punishment, reflection, Student-centered, students

Do We Really Need the Public Call Out?

When I moved this blog to WordPress some posts did not survive, so in an effort to move some of my favorite posts with me, I will be republishing them here.  This one was first written in April, 2011.

“Joe, you need to pay attention!”

“Sit up, Peter!”

“Lisa, what happened there?”

 All day and every day, we use our students names when they are off task, when they are fiddling, sleeping, or simply not performing to the high standard we have set for them.  We see something out of sorts, judge their action, find them guilty, and deliver the verdict all within a few seconds.    As our lesson continues, we don’t always have the time to dig deep so we assume instead that we know why they are fiddling, why they are not paying attention, and so we correct, coerce, call out their names until they are with us again.  

Their names.  Something that is so intricately linked with who they are as a budding person.  Their names so linked with their identities.  And yet we use them to our advantage, without a second thought as a way to maintain control, as a way to punish. 

This week I asked my students to finish the sentence: “Being a good teacher means…” and what Nathan wrote really made me think: “Don’t yell out the kids name that does something wrong.”  At first, I scoffed at this notion, after all, what else are we supposed to do as teachers when our students are off task?  Calling out their names is one of the most efficient ways to re-direct them quickly.  And yet, as I thought about it more, I understood his thoughts.  Calling out a student’s name in front of the whole class means that the whole class knows that the student is not doing what they ought to.  Some teachers use it specifically for that purpose; the public enforcement of expectations.  And yet, calling out a name means that what one student is doing (or not doing) becomes the focus of the entire class.  Yes, you achieve your goal of attention redirection, but you are directing everyone elses’ attention to that child without fully knowing what is going on.  So I make it my mission to reduce the public negative call out.  

So what can I do instead, because we all know, there are times when even the most attentive student gets off-track and I would otherwise use their name to re-direct right away,  

I could take a breath, hesitate, and see if another strategy can grant the same outcome.  Can I redirect them silently?  Can I signal them?  Can I tap them on their shoulder, or pass by their work area?  Do I need to shout out their name?

I could also re-evaluate, do a quick scan of the room, is this the only child off-task?  Is the whole class really not interested anymore? Did I speak too long, do we need a break or to do something student-directed or hands-on?

Yet, sometimes, it is not me or the students that are the problem.   I am reminded that my students live full lives that sometimes interfere with our school day.  This is when I take the time to stop and talk and ask if everything is alright, is there anything I need to know?  Sometimes they are just so excited about something happening that they cannot focus, other times it is lack of sleep, of food, or they are distracted by life situations.  Sometimes, they will just tell you they are having an off day.  That is alright too, after all, we all have off days.

This isn’t a perfect system, nor is it intended to be.  It is rather one more step in learning how to be a better teacher, one that doesn’t cause embarrassment for the students because I don’t need to embarrass them into behaving.  One that takes the time to figure out the real reason behind distractions and then works with the student rather than just dolling out punishment.

So once again, my students teach me how to be a better teacher.  I should be using their names wisely, reserving the public call out for when it is truly necessary.  Nathan taught me that and for that I am thankful.  He had enough courage to tell his teacher the wrong of her ways, and lead me to deeper reflection.  When we ask our students questions, we may not like the answer, but there is always a great reason for that answer.  A reason that should not be taken lightly, but rather explored, reflected upon and then acted upon.

I am a passionate  teacher in Wisconsin, USA,  who has taught 4, 5th, and 7th grade.  Proud techy geek, and mass consumer of incredible books. Creator of the Global Read Aloud Project, Co-founder of EdCamp MadWI, and believer in all children. I have no awards or accolades except for the lightbulbs that go off in my students’ heads every day.  First book “Passionate Learners – Giving Our Classrooms Back to Our Students” can be purchased now from Powerful Learning Press.   Second book“Empowered Schools, Empowered Students – Creating Connected and Invested Learners” can be pre-ordered from Corwin Press now.  Follow me on Twitter @PernilleRipp.

Be the change, being me, classroom management, reflection

I Do Not Manage

When I moved this blog to WordPress some posts did not survive, so in an effort to move some of my favorite posts with me, I will be republishing them here.  This one first appeared in March, 2011.

I am sick of the word “manage” as in “classroom management” or even better how do you “manage” your students?

Well, I don’t manage them.  I teach them, guide them, and learn along with them.  I do not come to school intent on herding cattle but rather helping young minds develop their knowledge, as well as their desires to become more knowledgeable.  I do not manage my classroom, but instead I collaborate with students to set up perimeters for us to function at our best, be our best, and want to stay that way.  I do not manage their desires to learn or become better citizens; I nourish it, sometimes light it, but always, always maintain it.

I do not manage to get through my day, I flourish through it, loving the trials, the ups and downs, the wondrous moments that come with teaching.  I do not manage my life or my curriculum, I live it, love it, and will continue to push myself as a teacher, a human being.

I am not a manager, I am a teacher, and I would like to stay that way.

I am a passionate  teacher in Wisconsin, USA,  who has taught 4, 5th, and 7th grade.  Proud techy geek, and mass consumer of incredible books. Creator of the Global Read Aloud Project, Co-founder of EdCamp MadWI, and believer in all children. I have no awards or accolades except for the lightbulbs that go off in my students’ heads every day.  First book “Passionate Learners – Giving Our Classrooms Back to Our Students” can be purchased now from Powerful Learning Press.   Second book“Empowered Schools, Empowered Students – Creating Connected and Invested Learners” can be pre-ordered from Corwin Press now.  Follow me on Twitter @PernilleRipp.

Be the change, being me, new year, rewards

Confessions of a Former Rewards Addict

When I moved this blog to WordPress some posts did not survive, so in an effort to move some of my favorite posts with me, I will be republishing them here.  This one was from 2010, as I first started my in my no rewards classroom.

I admit it.  Gold stars, super duper stickers, sticks, names on the board; I have done it all.  And when one reward system failed, another one took over.  Never one to sit and reflect that perhaps it was the system that was faulty and not just that the students grew tired of it.  After all, that carrot at the end of the stck was essential to my teaching success.  Those stickers meant I cared.  That Awesome board where A+ work was proudly displayed gave students something to strive for.  That certificate if you got an A on your math test meant that you were smart and that other students should look up to you.  Right?  Wrong again.

Oh, I thought I was clever.  I thought I knew how to motivate students and after all, what could a little reward do that would possibly hurt the child?  Well, after reading Alfie Kohn’s book “Punished by Rewards,” I realize just how wrong I have been.  Those papers on the awesome board did nothing to improve unity in my room.  Instead they acted as the great divide, highlighting the students that could from those that could not.  Those stickers I doled out for anything above 90%; not a cheerful way to celebrate achievement, but rather a glaring marker showing which students did the best in the room.  Those great “You did it” award certificates stapled to their math tests, not great posters of pride but instantaneous feedback on where a students falls within the grade hierarchy.  And yes, the students knew exactly where they fell within the classroom.

So this year I am throwing it all out.  Well, most of it anyway, I do like those stickers and will use them for good rather than evil.  And I am petrified.  After all, this is how I was taught to teach.  If a student does something good they should be rewarded and nothing says “Great job! I can tell you worked so hard” better than a smiley face sticker.  Except when it doesn’t.   A smiley face sticker says; “If you work hard, you will get a smiley face sticker.”  And when in life does that ever happen?  This year, I plan on talking to my students even more.  Telling them what was great, asking them what they thought was great and then peeling apart things that didn’t quite get there and figure out what went wrong.  We shall learn from our supposed mistakes, those will be our rewards.

So while I am excited for this new no-reward agenda, I do shudder a little bit at the implication it has.  No longer will I be the cool teacher with the Awesome board, the one you get to have pizza with if your stick doesn’t get moved, the one that doles out classroom parties as if they were clean socks.  Instead, I will be the one that shouts the praise the loudest to every kid.  The one that talks to all my students and highlights all the things they did right.  The one that creates more work for herself because talking rather than just placing a sticker takes more time, more effort, more thought.  And I can’t wait.  Will you join me?

H/T to this post from George Couros “The Impact of Awards

I am a passionate  teacher in Wisconsin, USA,  who has taught 4, 5th, and 7th grade.  Proud techy geek, and mass consumer of incredible books. Creator of the Global Read Aloud Project, Co-founder of EdCamp MadWI, and believer in all children. I have no awards or accolades except for the lightbulbs that go off in my students’ heads every day.  First book “Passionate Learners – Giving Our Classrooms Back to Our Students” can be purchased now from Powerful Learning Press.   Second book“Empowered Schools, Empowered Students – Creating Connected and Invested Learners” can be pre-ordered from Corwin Press now.  Follow me on Twitter @PernilleRipp.

being a teacher, being me, new year, reflection

I Am Afraid

image from etsy

I have been to my new classroom twice this summer.  Twice.  This coming from the queen of being in the classroom over the summer.  So while I could chalk up my lack of visits up to the fact that I have been super sick for the past 8 days, or that I have moved to a new house, that I am further away, or that I having too much fun with my kids (which I kind of am), none of those reasons would be true.  The real reason is that I don’t know what to do there.  I am not sure where to start.  I can’t get the vibe of my room and I don’t know where to start.

So imagine how my incoming 7th grade students will feel?

Yet, the fact that I am recognizing this leaves me hope.  That means that those unfamiliar cabinets, filled with books I am not sure what to do with, has my attention.  That the desks (urgh desks) will need to be rearranged somehow.  That my own 3 teacher desks can be downsized.  That I can unpack my 100’s of books onto my new bookshelves.  That I can go garage saleing for more shelves because 3 bookshelves will not contain my collection of books.

And yet, that’s not really it either.  It is not the things that are stopping me.  It is the newness.  It is the unknown.  It is the feeling of being in over my head not sure where I can rest my feet, and yes, I am afraid.  I knew how to do elementary.  I knew how to do elementary well.  I knew what to do with 9 and 10 year olds.  But 12 and 13 year olds?  Yup, they terrify me .  And even though I am okay with that, there is just so much new that I don’t quite know where to begin.  As a 6th year teacher you would think I would remember what it feels like to be a new teacher, apparently I don’t.

So I will allow myself to be terrified a few days more.  I will allow my mind to procrastinate planning for a new year a few more days.  I will pretend that my heart doesn’t itch to unleash all of my books and dreams onto my new room.  I will pretend that my thoughts aren’t starting to think of the new adventures ahead.  I will pretend I did not just order new books specifically with our first unit in mind.  I will confront my fear and then chip away at it.  I will take my own advice and plant a seed of change.  I will allow myself baby-steps into the room, into the change, into the new me that doesn’t seem to have an identity anymore.  No longer a 5th grade teacher, no longer me.  I will continue to be afraid but I will start to reach for hope.  I will reach for the new me that really is just me but changed.  That really is me but just with a new title.

I will allow myself to be afraid but I will not let it stop me anymore.  The clock is ticking, the days are slipping, and my new students are waiting.

I am a passionate  teacher in Wisconsin, USA,  who has taught 4, 5th, and 7th grade.  Proud techy geek, and mass consumer of incredible books. Creator of the Global Read Aloud Project, Co-founder of EdCamp MadWI, and believer in all children. I have no awards or accolades except for the lightbulbs that go off in my students’ heads every day.  First book “Passionate Learners – Giving Our Classrooms Back to Our Students” can be purchased now from Powerful Learning Press.   Second book“Empowered Schools, Empowered Students – Creating Connected and Invested Learners” can be pre-ordered from Corwin Press now.  Follow me on Twitter @PernilleRipp.

 

 

being me

Drats – Problems With My Domain Name

When I moved to WordPress a year ago, I also transferred my domain name http://www.pernilleripp.com  to go with me.  However, anyone who has dealt with Blogger bought domain names may know what a hassle this is.  Especially since my blogger account was one of the few that does not link properly to its admin account.  Long story short, as of today http://www.pernilleripp.com does not work.

So if you use that to reference to this blog or if that is the feed you are subscribed to, please update it to http://www.pernillesripp.com (there is an “s” added).

That’s it.  Just another glitch in the blog.  But please update your feed if you need to.  And sorry for any confusion.

being me, punishment, reflection

When Students Go There

image from icanread

It’s 12:38 AM.  I have been up for the past few hours, bouncing between sick children who want to sleep in my arms.  Quite a feat when there is 4 of them, all sad, all needing so much from me, especially as I battle the virus myself.  I finally look at my little boy and tell him to go night-night.  That he has to get some sleep to feel better, that as much as I wish I could sleep in his crib, I just can’t.  He’s two, he doesn’t understand and instead cries as loud as his little lungs will let him.  I give him one last hug, tuck him into bed and then walk out.  I hate this part of being a parent.

I don’t even make it in to bed before he stands at the gate to his room, crying and loud!  When this doesn’t work he yells the one thing that he knows will make me come.  Not “Mom.”  Not “Help.”  But “Poopy!”  This little word, that we have been working on saying as we potty train tells him he will get a reaction.  That I will come, because I always come running when he says it.  Sure enough, I go against my instinct and go to him, only to find that there was no real reason for the word.  It was just a tool to use to get me to come.  And it worked, I came, and our cycle starts over again.

I think of this clever interaction and realize how often this trick is used in our classrooms.  Not that children yell that word or wake me in the middle of the night.  But they do the one thing that they know will give them our attention.  They act out in such a way that we have no way of ignoring it.  They go there, to whatever thing is their most extreme way of getting our attention and then they use it.  Whether it is screaming at another student, slamming the door, throwing a chair (all has happened within my room) or even screaming threats at us, they are going there, asking for attention, hoping for us to react and notice them.  It doesn’t make it right, or even show rational thinking, but in the moment, when they need us the most, they know it will work.

That’s why I don’t punish relentlessly.  That is why I focus more energy on building community, establishing trust, and opening up communication before we get to that point.  That’s why I try to be there for every kid, no matter how hard they push me away, no matter how many walls they construct to keep me out.  That’s why I try to show each child that they matter.  That’s why I try to not give up even when I am at my lowest point, with no energy left.  That’s why I keep trying day after day, sometimes moment after moment to make a connection.  To let that kid in, even if they don’t want me in their life.  So they don’t go there.  So they don’t get to that point.  But even if they do, then we have something to build on and get us out of it again.  That’s why every kid that walks into our room has a chance every day to change, to start over, to show their dreams, and not just their anger.  That’s why I teach the way I teach.

I am a passionate  teacher in Wisconsin, USA,  who has taught 4, 5th, and 7th grade.  Proud techy geek, and mass consumer of incredible books. Creator of the Global Read Aloud Project, Co-founder of EdCamp MadWI, and believer in all children. I have no awards or accolades except for the lightbulbs that go off in my students’ heads every day.  First book “Passionate Learners – Giving Our Classrooms Back to Our Students” can be purchased now from Powerful Learning Press.   Second book“Empowered Schools, Empowered Students – Creating Connected and Invested Learners” can be pre-ordered from Corwin Press now.  Follow me on Twitter @PernilleRipp.