Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Stick Season ...


Stick season in New England and as viewed in a small New England town.  Given the lack of greenery, I largely focused on architecture.


Nice chimney but glad winter is at an end!


Cool and clean ...


It was running pretty fast ...


Love this old building ...


There was still ice and snow here a few months ago; there will be green grass and flowers soon.


You can see the reflection of the river in the windows ...


Simplistic yet intricate ...


Imagine the people who crafted this back in the 1800's ...


Took these pictures on April 15, 2013.  As I was searching for new life and new perspectives, cowards were taking lives and laughing at the success of their slaughter in Boston.  I had no idea.  So many things come to mind.  Should I say something like ... "Your time is running out," or "What is the saying about carrying a big stick?" or ...?  Instead, I'll say this.  We're coming ....  The ghost of Paul Revere, the Boston PD, etc....  We're coming and will be more successful than the British, so help me and so help us.  You picked the wrong city.


Wow!


New life!  I wasn't disappointed.


So beautiful ...


Oh, the mountains of New England.  Another day, April 16th, but still the same New England.


A New England lake ...


It was a wee bit rough.


Can't wait until we have leaves ...


At this point, I started to wonder if I'd get stuck in a storm; it held off.


A brook beside the lake.


Running clear and fast.


Beautiful ...


Silence, except for the sound of running water.

Copyright 2013 ->Shannon

Monday, April 15, 2013

Courage and Pieces of Blankets ...

On this day, Patriot's Day, I remember the fact that the ancestors of the men and women of Boston wore tattered blankets on their feet for shoes in winter, valiantly fighting for freedom.

Others should have attended to this lesson of history prior to orchestrating today's ugly and cowardly acts.

They will lose theirs.

Copyright 2013 ->Shannon

Wednesday, April 10, 2013

Enthusiasm, Honesty and Humor ....


Imagine how thrilled I was when my first college prep class walked in the room and asked if we could switch the order of today’s lesson!

“Could we start with Mockingbird?” one of the girls asked, almost immediately.

“Really?” I asked.

“Yes!” she exclaimed.  “It’s getting SO good!”

“Seriously…?” I asked.

Several girls answered, “YES!”

Ohhhh….  They’re starting to like it!  I was so incredibly excited!  Yes!  Finally, ...!  

Of course, I hadn’t gotten my last class of the day yet.  That last class came in and worked for the whole period.  We read, discussed, and …

At the very end, one of the boys raised his hand.

“Yes?”

“Could you please call Officer ______________?” he asked.

Mildly confused and concerned that he wanted me to call our school resource officer, I asked, “Why?  Is something wrong?”

“Yes,” he said.  “I need to report a crime.  You’re killing me with this book!”

:o

Have mercy…!

“Oh, come on!  It's so good!  I’m even reading with an accent to spice it up!”

“It’s not working!” he replied.

I put my head down.  One of the other boys said, “It’s not you.  You’re not killing us with boredom.  It’s just this book.  No one has even died yet!”

Sigh….

I just shook my head.

“Hey, at least we’re honest,” one of the boys noted.

“Well, you are that, boys.  You are that.”

Clearly, they think I value honesty and a sense of humor.  I do, but … I’m still shaking my head.

Copyright 2013 ->Shannon

Saturday, April 6, 2013

A Saturday Morning in New England ...


One of our rivers with farmland in the background ....


A baby cow ... I mean, a calf ...!


Spring is coming!  That's a substantial hole in the ice!


Mmmm....


CANADA GEESE!  I love them.  Yes, I took these pictures while driving down an old New England route.  I wondered if I'd find anything amazing.  You see, I wanted to find something amazing to photograph!  I drove and drove and had this feeling that I should look up and ....


BALD EAGLES!  Holy, I almost drove off the road and into the river!  They were right there.  Literally, right in a tree that was right beside the road!


I got out of my car, shaking and buffeted by the wind.  Would I spook them?  I was so intent on keeping still and not being hit by passing cars, which were zipping by, that I didn't even think to use my zoom lens.  Yes, they were literally this close.  In the wild!  


I've always wanted to see one in the wild.  I think I did a year ago, but it was flying very high.  I couldn't be sure.  No mistaking these beauties!  Two of them!  Right there!


Oh, man...!



And, whoosh ... they were gone!  Can you find it?  Flying in the upper left corner...


This lake is a beauty but pales a bit in comparison.  All in a Saturday morning in New England....

Copyright 2013 -> Shannon

Friday, April 5, 2013

Books and Rivers ....

Holy Collard Greens!

We're reading To Kill a Mockingbird in two of my classes. Sigh.... My favorite book and likely the reason I'm not married. Oh, Atticus ...! ;)

At any rate, I was sure, totally and completely sure, my students would LOVE this book. I mean, seriously....  I had no doubt.

Then, ....

I went to school today and students told me To Kill a Mockingbird was discussed on Facebook last night.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

My heart skipped a beat. I almost jumped. I gasped. They loved it! I knew it! Oh, ...!  They were talking about themes and ....

"Yeah," said one of the boys. "One of the girls posted, 'Sorry, Ms. ______. This book isn't horrible, but it is SOOO boring.'"

I'm not entirely sure what look crossed my face, but I gasped and some of the students started laughing. Of course, others whispered, "I liked it."

Hmmm....

That, well, that was my first clue that they might not love the book as much as I thought they would.

My next clue ....

We were reading and discussing part of the book. I was reading and putting my all into it! Southern accent, yells, whispers, ... the whole thing. I even snorted when it said Burris Ewell snorted. Yup. Loudly!

Then, I got to the part where Scout was mad at Calpurnia and said she'd show Cal ... when Cal wasn't looking, she'd go drown herself in Barker's Eddy ... that would show her.

Well, ....

Do you know what happened?

Do you have any idea?

You'll never guess in a million years!

One of the boys said, when I paused for breath after my most melodramatic reading ever, "Open a window!"

What...?

The boy beside him said, "Maybe we can throw our books out the window, make the river and drown them."

:o

SACRILEGE!!!!!!!!!!!

After gasping and sputtering and scowling my best scowl, do you know what I did?

I said, "Boys..."

They said, "Yeaaaahhhh...."

Scowl, scowl, scowl ....

"Boys," I continued. "I don't know which one of you it will be, but ..."

The boys looked at each other and looked at me.

"But, ... I'm telling you right now that I'm going to see to it that, by the time we're done, one of you is going to LOVE this book."

Gauntlet thrown.... 


Of course, it lost some of its sting when, in response, one of the boys pointed to the other boy.

I laughed like a fool.


Copyright 2013 -> Shannon

Thursday, April 4, 2013

Throwing Caution to the Wind & Tests ...


Is it, sometimes, important to throw caution to the wind? 

Yesterday was NWEA testing day.  All of my students were tested, from the students in my college prep classes to the students in my workshop class, which goes more slowly.  Prior to taking them to complete their test, I paced in front of classroom, detailing the game plan, the importance of taking their time, and the fact that they were going to work their hardest.  I knew, KNEW, they could do it.  

Think Robin Williams and Carpe Diem…! 

I at least inspired the woman who runs our computer lab and proctored the test.

After taking my first class to the lab, I stood with her as she gave instructions and told them to take their time and do their best.  When she finished, I threw my fist in the air and yelled, “GO BIG OR GO HOME!”

Yup!  Inspired her to nearly jump out of her skin!  I couldn’t help but notice she started to walk away from me prior to finishing her pep talk in the subsequent classes.  By the way, don’t all teachers yell, “GO BIG OR GO HOME!” prior to standardized testing?

After that enthusiastic challenge, I said, “And, ….”  Dramatic pause….  “You’re going big, because there’s no going home.”

They chuckled, but they also settled down in their seats, as if going to battle.  

Were they victorious? 

Heck, yes!

In that first class alone, three of the workshop students gained as many as 10, 15, and 17 points, which is huge.  HUGE. 

When we got back to the classroom, we didn’t have much time left until the end of class.  One of the students, the 10 pointer, was still finishing up.  We rewarded the others with a snack.  I….  I decided to throw caution to the wind.  I asked my para if she’d mind staying with the kids for a few minutes and pulled the students who went up by 15 and 17 points.  Once in the hall, I told them we were going to tell the principal about their test scores and off we went. 

As an aside, I next to never send students to the office much less escort them there myself.  My marching into the office with two boys was, perhaps, a bit of a shock.

Into the principal’s office we walked, after I said, “Knock, knock,” at the door.

“I have two young men who have to see you.  Two boys you need to see,” I explained.
To say that the principal almost fell out of his chair when we walked in and I said that would be an understatement.  He even, literally, grabbed his head as if the world was about to end. 

“They weren’t naughty,” I added hastily. 

He looked at me as if I was off my rocker and asked, “They weren’t naughty?”

“No, they weren’t.  But, these boys did something and ….  Boys, go ahead.  Tell him what you just did.”

Silence ….  The boys looked at the principal.  The principal looked at me. 

The principal, looking queasy, said, “Go ahead, boys.  What did you do?”

“Ummm….  We just took our test ….”

“The NWEA,” I added.

“And, … ummmm … I went up by 17 points and he went up by 15.”

Thankfully, our principal has a sense of humor and is willing to play along, deciding to go big instead of home.  He praised the boys up and down, asked them questions, and told them they’d done a great job.  Then, he looked at me ….

“Well, ….” I said.  “The boys didn’t seem to be as excited as I thought they should be.  This is amazing!  I wanted to bring them down here and let them know how amazing this is and for you to be able to tell them they’re incredible.”

“Well, well … they are.”

I grabbed my head and said, “Academic wonderment!  Let’s go, boys!”

Then, off we went, marching back out of the office and down the hall.  I couldn’t help but notice the administrative assistant was laughing as we flew past her. 

After telling my parents this tale, my mother asked how the boys reacted. 

They took it in stride.   

That’s all I can say. 

No fists thrown in the air.  No smiles, though one had twinkly eyes.  No talk of being nervous or shocked that they’d done that well or …. 

It was as if it was simply … expected.

Throwing caution to the wind….

Giving pep talks, expecting the moon, and yelling like a coach at a homecoming game can lead to …

Victory … and … taking it in stride. 

Dichotomy? 

No, not so much.

Copyright 2013 -> Shannon

Monday, April 1, 2013

Wow...


We're wrapping up an author study project in my English classes.  The students picked a classic American author, conducted research, made connections between the author's life and literary works, read parts and pieces of their author's work(s) and gave oral presentations Friday and today.

(Remind me to share some themes and takeaway messages later.)

One of the girls chose Jack London and gave her presentation today. She didn't seem overly enthusiastic about London and, when I asked about her experience with Call of the Wild, she shrugged her shoulders and said, "I didn't really like it."

One of the boys exclaimed, "Didn't really like it?! My fingers still hurt from reading some of his stuff!!"

A clear nod to "How to Build a Fire"....

I don't know.... Maybe you need to be an English teacher or really into books and language to love this.  But, man...! What a way to look at it and phrase your experience!

Anyone can say, "I loved his stories and books!"

Not everyone says, "My fingers still hurt from reading some of his stuff!!"

My heart was happy over that one! So witty, creative, and descriptive!

(Now, I said to remind me about common themes. So many of the authors had tragic childhoods and adulthoods, dropped out of school, struggled with depression, etc.... It's made such a stark impression on us! Take-away message that the kids have discussed...? You can go through things, really hard and tragic things, and keep going.  You can even become a great American author! They've really been taken with that! And, ... some have voiced the idea that one can always have a fresh start. Things can always be different. Another wow! An unintended and WONDERFUL consequence of this assignment!)

Copyright 2013 -> Shannon