Three Weeks Of Winter Camp.
Three Weeks that I was dreading.
Three Weeks that would come and go in a blink of an eye.
Three Weeks of Silence in the Hallways,
Three Weeks of solo-teaching
Three Weeks of choosing my own curriculum and running with it, good or bad.
Starting with the littlest--the third graders--with their hugs and coughs and short attentions spans; finishing with the oldest at the school--the dreaded sixers--with their budding hormones and surly attitudes. I was to be virtually the only teacher at school, and I knew I'd come to a classroom at -1 Celsius and by the end of the day, it would have risen only a few degrees.
I prepared the 3rd grade workbooks from a combination of the phonics books, CATCH curriculum, and a few other basic workbooks. then I combined a little bit of reading into the program from the E-books we have in the back of the classroom.
I found myself coming in on day ONE to the stairs locked and my classroom without p0wer. so my first 30 mins of January winter session was spent chasing down the two most wonderful keisangnims (custodians) to get them to let me upstairs, and then onr more time to get the lights and heat working.
Third graders <--click to see program plan) started to arrive around 9am and by 930, we were picking out names and drawing our faces on page one of our workbooks.
Jake, Leah, Genie, Mary, Helene, Stephanie, JIN Violet, Jessica, Joel, Maya, and SON Violet were to be my charges for the bulk of the next FOUR days. There was a bit of a kerfuffle when Jessica came up to me, so worried that there would be two Violets in the class. I looked at her and laughed out loud. "Jessica! in my 3rd grade class there were three Jessicas! Do you know what we did? We used their family names!" Ah! a teachable culture moment! Woohoo! And thus was born in the classroom, Jin Violet & Son Violet.
And the week went smoothly. The students who had come to camp pleasantly suprised me by their intelligence, and their energy & commitment was right where it should be in the third grade: active yet easily distracted/excitable. I could tell there was a gap between the kids who knew how to read, and those who didn't, so we continued to read & sing the alphabet each morning, and play reading games in the afternoon. This week was good/successful, however I was happy to see it pass, and welcomed happily the mellowed-out fourthies who've been with me in the day-to-day classroom all year.
I learned some things from thirds, though. Have high expectations, be prepared for extra activities, and don't be too disappointed if you don't get to all of them--just be happy you never RAN OUT! Workbooks are a GREAT idea--I never had to hand out papers, and the kids knew EXACLTY how to start their mornings: come up to the front, I mark their names for attendence, they get their book, and get to work on DOL.
I made some decisions following 3rd grade camp, and my first decision was to add a reading progression to each of the following camps.
4th grade (click to see program plan) would still do the ABC order stuff, but they'd also be responsible for dictionary work and vocabulary. As I formed my 4th grade curriculum, I decided that, though I was still using CATCH, I would mold each day's theme around a book and its subjects.
SUCCESS!
Jennifer, Amy, KIM Rachel, Sara, Amber, Sonia, Valerie, Lena, Nadia, Autumn, Janelle, Harry, and MIN Rachel were an excellent, hard-working class. and they get top-marks for behaviour over any other camp of the season. they REALLY took rule #3
everyone works, everyone plays to heart. And when Harry--our one boy--wasn't participating, the girls would quote the rule at him. so it never lasted long! My favorite day with them was when we talked about food. It was the first day I realized, I can sit here and just TALK with these kids. I have four hours with them and I control the curriculum. we can use the phrases & vocab and just turn it into CONVERSATION. I can push the higher level kids this way, asking more open ended questions without pushing the lower-level kids out of their comfort zone (but they can participate and still feel successful within the context!!!) I really just got to enjoy time with them, and when we read,
More Spaghetti, I Say! We got to share our love for reading and spaghetti. my heart was swelling with joy for these kids.
saying goodbye was getting progressively more difficult with each passing class. As I packaged
Grade 5 (click to see program plan) workbooks, I tried to remind myself that I would be spending the next 4 days with students I'd known forthe entire 1.5 years I'd been at Gyomun Elementary school and how lucky is that??
So when Katie, Monica, Poppy, Luna, Judy, Sophie, Scarlet, Tim, Sky, Scott, Teddy, Liam, and Joey joined me, there were MANY repeat learners, and few kids to whom needed English naming. I knew them all from regular class and many from afterschool, too. I knew their behaviours, good & bad, and how to curb them. They knew my cues and what to expect from me. So the intro session was short & quick. I don't think they realize it, but they played more games than any of the other groups, and it was all because of their attitudes in class that it was possible.
I can't begin to tell you the sadness I felt when grade 5 class ended, but I'll try. As they filed out the door and said goodye, I thanked them for a great winter camp, but it was so much more. I have two weeks left with them--my fifth kids--before they morph into the dreaded sixth graders they're doomed to become. In March, when I return from my vacation, the kids I began teaching when I arrived here will either be at the middle school or out of my classroom for good. I will only see them in the hallways as they discover fashion, make-up, (hopefully) soap, and sprout up UP UP into the big fish at the school. ah! I feel a fleetingness when I think of Tiger! the boy who shouted out his name on my first day, and Tyler, who we dressed up in my old bridesmaid's dress and is WAY too smart for anything we've learned in Public school english class, or Emma, who is quiet and sweet and smart, and CheongBi, Chaeweon, Dawn, and Jaeyeong who have all at one time or another stalked me to my apartment door or written letters on teachers' day. I will miss them and I'm sad to see them go. Saying goodbye at winter camp is the closest to a goodbye I'll get to all of them, I think. so breifly I am sad.
and then....my heart starts to pound...I feel a little dizzy...It's Tuesday and I know what's coming just on this side of the hump: sixth graders. Last year at 6th grade camp, I got three of them. They looked at me and said, "Teacher, I'm tired. Teacher, I'm bored. Teacher, I want to go home." and I looked and them and said, "That's too bad." The activities I'd done with 3rd graders I tried with them, and each one was a giant flop. they couldn't even order themselves in ABC order!
This year would be different, I told myself. I would be prepared.
Grade six (Click to see program plan) workbooks would be full of busy work if necessary, but I told myself I had to be very specific and provide a variety of topics and LOTS of conversations. Sprinkle that with some games and reading, and we had a recipe for a possible success. When I found Sam huddled up next to the door at 9am on Wednesday morning, I said well theres that, Sam is the most energetic student I've seen since Tommy at kids college, and at least I've got one good kid!
Sam was followed by a slow trickle of kids coming in for the next hour.
Diana, Rose, Julie, Tara, Emily, Kate, and Steve. 8 came, and 8 stayed throughout the week. SUCCESS! The kids were a pleasant surprise. they were a little surly at times, but I they've all had me in class, albeit from a year ago, so they went along with the work and asked for games when they felt they'd worked at their desks enough.
I'm so proud of my work and my students' efforts in the classroom this winter. It has made me feel more positive than I've ever been that this is the kind of work I'm perfect for. I love teaching and am excited to continue to grow as a teacher. I've learned that engaging with my students drives my interest and makes me want to see them spark as a result of the effort I've put into them. Preparation is my most valued lesson from this winter. the more I prepare, the better equipped I am to deal with situations as they come at me, and because I'm not preoccupied with the little things--those have already been taken care of--I can think on the spot; make adjustments to my plans as I go; adhere to requests of my students; and deal productively with unexpected occurrences.
Preparation, then, is the key.
Followed closely, of course, by heart, wind, earth and fire.