Sunday, November 17, 2019

Buisness Model for the Classroom

Dad said that you can't value what you don't understand.  So what do the kids understand in my Title 1 school?  Money and rewards.

So, I'm going to look into a buisness plan.  Make an outline for a buisness model in my classroom.  here are my thoughts so far:

I'm CEO.  I hand out the majority of PAWS.  Work the small group interventions.
They can get fired but re-instated.  If they get fired they loose their priviledges and have to work their way back up....so I need a plan for this.
PAWS (reward slips) = money.
They get paid money (Monopoly money) each day according to their PAWS (compliments).
Accountants, Human Resources, Board Director, Departments, Workers, Planners, Writers, Designers, Builders, Bankers.....different jobs in the company.
They can change jobs through a process.
They can have a savings account.
They can purchase rewards with their money....pizza party, PJ party, pencils, notebooks, stickers, action figures.....(store?)
They can get bonuses if their department out performs their goals?
Using academic language.

When the company is running efficiently then they would be able to complete tasks in their department.....
Math:  deal with the money in the company.
Reading:  Reading the policies in the company.
Writing:  Writing the policies for the company.
Health:  We do Yoga....fitness center at company.
Science:  Professional Development to enhance our ideas for company growth.

This has probably been done before...but I love this idea and how it can help bring a special kind of classroom management into the classroom.

IDA conference

It was wonderful!  I met Barbara Wilson!!!   I could listen to her till the cows come home and then more.  She has made such an impact on Dyslexics around the world.  I will forever be indebted to her program for helping me learn how to read and spell.  I saw this ad for a documentary about educating prison inmate...what if I could bring her program to them?  Maybe that is what I will do when I retire....I highly doubt a job search would come up for Dyslexic Therapist needed in prison reform. Anyway....
Interesting at the conference, when I talked to the researchers after their session they supported Data Based Intervention and when I talked to the Reading therapist after their session they supported Reading Remediation Interventions.  So I'm back to square one at my work...still not knowing what to do.  I wish the schools would let Dyslexics in the school setting to complete remediation to the dyslexic students......RTI for reading incorporates too many students who are low in reading for too many different reasons.
I met a Dyslexic support group from my district and they invited me to their Sunday meeting.  So I feel there is some support but they are so far behind my needs that I don't know how to get the support I need.  They are in talks of providing teachers with accommodations for the LD students.  I want to talk about the different interventions for the LD students.  They want assissted technology in the school system for the LD student.  I want the students to be evaluated so we know what kind of assistant technology best meets their needs.  There needs to be better training.  There needs to be more than just a law....there needs to be accountability.
And so the talks will still continue....and if there is any change...it will be far too late.

Your Baby Girl

She is anxious.  Growing up, but you can tell she is a little lost.  I watched them the other night and the sweet girl painted our nails....pee your pants hilarious.  We did a movie marathon with the Spy Kids series.  And then we just talked until her dad came home. 
She talked about how the teacher uses her to reexplain what the assignment is for the kids who were not paying attention.  She is super annoyed by this.....hilarious!  It sounds like her advisory teacher likes to vent to either her or the class...but I'm guessing it's her.  And she wanted to hear stories of when she was a baby and you were pregnant with her.  She loves hearing about you and how much you loved her.
She's 13.....unbelievable.  For Christmas she wants gift cards....unthinkable for Grammy......art supplies and red plaid clothing.  Gone are the days of cute dresses, now it's black leggings and sporty t-shirts.  Grammy says she is ready for 0 petite size clothing.....and we begin the awkward clothing phase.  You remember our awkward 80's phase?  Stir-up pants, oversized shirts, neon colors, and big earrings.  Speaking of big jewelry....I had a student who picked out the biggest piece of jewelry in my prize box (from Aunt Phyllis....so you know it was big).  He said, "I'm from Milwaukee and we like to wear big jewelry."  So cute...he wore that necklace like he was Tupac down the hallway of our school; so proud...chest out and head held up high......This big blinged out cross that took up half his chest, for the world to see.
 Your first born, remembered the Lord's Prayer and I will continue to say it with them every chance that I get to put them to bed.  A remembrance of his will, forgiveness, power, and glory forever.....even while our tears are streaming down our faces.....a much needed reminder.

Sunday, November 3, 2019

Starting to Look

What is Frustrating:  No common goals between me and teachers, no true double dose, no curriculum, no encouragement/praise, no breaks, no protected lunch, no understanding of technology, administration who will be gone for a month for a surgery she could have done over the summer, administration that cries at every staff meeting, no collaboration, other people are putting their jobs onto my plate, not enough subs, I have to see classroom which a poorly managed,

I've already met with my old principal to talk about my options.  She wants me to try to get hired right away but it just doesn't feel right.  But I'm looking each week.  And I'm starting to clean out my room.  4 bags of recycled papers and 5 boxes of items to go to Goodwill.  Mom wishes I had taken the Reading Specialist job at her school.  The woman that got hired is not very good.  But she is going to the IDA conference this week so I think that shows signs of promise.

IDA.....so excited!  There is going to be so much good information.  Wilson and Pickering will be there!  I wish you were around so I can talk to you about the sessions.

If I became a classroom teacher I could have a lunch, PLC's, manage my own classroom/not be in other teacher's classrooms, morning and afternoon recess, collect data, rewards for my students,  collaboration,

What could be frustrating:  Not getting support, not having SPED students get their minutes, parents, bodily fluids, trauma impacted kids, large class size, students who are absent, no EA, a lot of reading for new curriculum, report cards, a lot more standards besides reading, organizing field trips, lesson plans for subs, positive phone calls, referrals, runners, sensory over load,


A lot of my frustrations is with the district.  I can't think that the grass is greener on the other side.  But I do like professional change.  And I'll keep talking it out, keep looking, and put one foot forward through the doors that open.



Your Oldest is a Teenager.

Well your oldest had a birthday and she is now 13!  Ni Ni came over from Chicago and bought a Red Velvet Cake.  She also brought Cinnabon cimmanon rolls for her Birthday breakfast.  Friday night she had a friend spend the night.  And she texted me to ask if I could take them to the dance.  She had her ripped jeans on and an athletic shirt.  She straighted her hair for Halloween.....You would have not liked it at all!.....and a little lip liner....super cute.  I wanted to sneak into the dance but their was such a huge crowd at the door I decided it was not worth the wait.  But I imagined us waiting in the parking lot till it died down to peek our heads in.  Your oldest said there was some usual crying in the bathroom from the 8th graders who had broken up with their boyfriends.
Anyway, I got her some boots (super cute) and body art pens.  She got jeans, mechanical pencils, art supplies, and a replacement cross necklace.  She was very happy.  And more social media.....I want to send you stuff but this is better because I can't see that you haven't opened it.
Dad's birthday is soon and we'll be going to the Cheesecake Factory.  Many a times I have thought I can't do this a lone.  I'm not enough.  There is so much hidden sadness and pain.  We put up a strong front but we are hurting so much inside.  My cards will never be enough...you always found the good cards.  Hopefully, I can get through this event with a smile on face and I can hold the tears in until I get into my car for on the ride home.

New Addition

I have a new addition to the family.  I needed a companion for Nora and so I signed up for rescueme.org for a Cornish or Devon Rex.  Well, a Devon Rex came up who lived in Washington.  As I'm driving to go meet her guess what I passed!  Preybstal Church!  I couldn't believe it!  So weird to see the building.  It looked run down and old.  Anyway.  This woman used to have two Devon Rexes but one passed away and she didn't want this one (Paris) to be by herself.  This $500 cat and all she wanted was $50 donated to the Humane Society.



Yes, she looks like Jack.  So I now have Nora (mom likes her) and Nikki; named after the characters from the Thin Man series.  And I like my hair pink.

I Think You Were Laughing the Whole Time.

Well, Halloween has come and gone.  It was a strange one.  The first one without you, the first one without your oldest, and the first one in the new subdivision.   I ended up going with your baby to meet up with his friend.  It was suppose to be a short little outing and then we would be going back home for dinner.  Well, I left my phone at home, the friend's mother had a sick child and went home, and the friends dad (who is not with the mother) ended up changing his plans to stay in your baby's neighborhood.  Two hours later!!!  Trick or Treating with this total stranger (Even Ben hadn't met him) your baby tells me he's tired (and probably hungry) and we head home.  People thought we were married and going with our sons Trick or Treating.  I was Maleficent and the boy's father was some Uncle Sam Devil.  However, I was so cold from the Downtown Festival that I had taken half of my costume off to wear my Winter coat and scarf. 
Now there were parents with your oldest in her group.  And it was fun to see her running around the neighborhood with her cape flying behind her.  She was Super Girl and your baby was a big giant panda head.  It was hilarious and 50% off.  They made out like bandits with lot of goodies to eat for the rest of the year.  I missed you.  I missed this special time. 
The weather was beautiful and your baby and I got some great pictures outside with the beautiful leaves.  You would have loved it!  The lighting, the Fall colors, the cute little kids costumes, and seeing all your friends in the neighborhood all dressed up with their kids.  Ben stayed at home and passed out candy (in comfort).  Unfortunately, in your oldest group there was one of his students and she needed to use the bathroom; your house was available.  And there was your husband in his long underwear and drinking a beer!  I can just imagine you watching over these hilarious situations and having a good chuckle.  I hope they never get too old to dress up.