A teacher dreams of hearing those words following a lesson. It took a couple of class periods, but, one young man told me that as he left my classroom. He was referring to the lesson, today, in which I had each group member leave their table and create another group with other group's members. There, they discussed their homemade conglomerate rocks and made comparisons and contracts about the rocks, they made. The "uniqueness" of each rock heightened awareness that this type of sedimentary rock is special. I really liked listening to some of the discussions in all my classes.
How About A Roll Call?
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Have a great weekend, folks.
Friday, November 07, 2008
Thursday, November 06, 2008
Ouch, Another Writing Assignment
In nature, conglomerate is a sedimentary type of rock found, primarily, where waters run slow or still and sediments are permitted to sink to the bottom.
This type of rock looks like a mixture of sand and different sizes of rounded pebbles. The pebbles are important because they are unique to the stone.
Sand and pebbles collect along sea shores, lake shore, or river banks. They are compacted by the weight of sediments that collect above them and cemented by material dissolved in the water that seeps through them.
Miss Porter is Ill
Talk about the living dead. Whew! Take another day off, kiddo.
Fewer Hugs, Today
I must look bruised. I only got a half-dozen hugs, today. I must feel like a roll of Charmin, big and soft.
Hey! Mike! Let Me Know If The Brother and Sisters Like My Idea from Wally-World.
Have a great night, folks.
This type of rock looks like a mixture of sand and different sizes of rounded pebbles. The pebbles are important because they are unique to the stone.
Sand and pebbles collect along sea shores, lake shore, or river banks. They are compacted by the weight of sediments that collect above them and cemented by material dissolved in the water that seeps through them.
Miss Porter is Ill
Talk about the living dead. Whew! Take another day off, kiddo.
Fewer Hugs, Today
I must look bruised. I only got a half-dozen hugs, today. I must feel like a roll of Charmin, big and soft.
Hey! Mike! Let Me Know If The Brother and Sisters Like My Idea from Wally-World.
Have a great night, folks.
Wednesday, November 05, 2008
Zowie!! Wow!! and, OMIGOSH!
What a great day!!! The majority of munchkins had their agendas signed, and they worked so well on the computers researching and collecting background information on conglomerate rocks. I feel bad, because I wanted to reward my last two classes for making such a wonderful comeback, that I ran out of time, and did not get a chance to pass out a reward. Okay, you know, they will each get an M&M fun pak, first thing, tomorrow. Yay! Sugar in the morning!
I psyched-up the kids telling them their finished reports will be so informative parents will be going to work bragging about their newly-learned knowledge about this sedimentary rock.
I just love when these kids react in an eager manner. God, I wish I could instill a love of learning in them that I did not achieve until I started journalism in college.
I Glanced At My Homeroom Report Cards
Ten kids in my homeroom achieved distinguished honor roll, and one on honor roll. Not bad for a class of 23. Are the grades inflated? I don't know. I do know most of them work very hard in science and I try to encourage that by permitted fixing graded papers and such.
I Am Getting Hugs
I am getting more hugs from kids, this year, than ever. Could it be I am beginning to look more and more like Santa Claus? I get kids passing through the hallways stopping to give me a hug, 7th and 8th and even high schoolers. It feels so good to be loved. When was the last time you gave your kid a hug?
Social Studies Was Fun If You Just Try
I overheard one student from the first marking period respond to a kid in the second marking period, who stated he did not like my social studies class. The first kid said we do fun and neat things in social studies when students take an interest in what is being taught. Hmmm. Food for thought. Is it fun to take a court case about one of the Constitutional Amendments and initiate a debate, or construct a powerpoint presentation on your take on another court ruling? Funny, I never remembered civics as a fun class. Go figure.
Hope You All Voted
My daughter registered but never got her card from Lycoming County, they kept sending her correspondence about correcting her social security number. She did, they didn't. She did not get to vote. The boy and I went together to the polls. I saw several former students voting for the first time. I love America. Good luck, Mr. Obama. I'm gonna miss seeing that pretty Sarah Palin, in the news.
Have a great night, folks
I psyched-up the kids telling them their finished reports will be so informative parents will be going to work bragging about their newly-learned knowledge about this sedimentary rock.
I just love when these kids react in an eager manner. God, I wish I could instill a love of learning in them that I did not achieve until I started journalism in college.
I Glanced At My Homeroom Report Cards
Ten kids in my homeroom achieved distinguished honor roll, and one on honor roll. Not bad for a class of 23. Are the grades inflated? I don't know. I do know most of them work very hard in science and I try to encourage that by permitted fixing graded papers and such.
I Am Getting Hugs
I am getting more hugs from kids, this year, than ever. Could it be I am beginning to look more and more like Santa Claus? I get kids passing through the hallways stopping to give me a hug, 7th and 8th and even high schoolers. It feels so good to be loved. When was the last time you gave your kid a hug?
Social Studies Was Fun If You Just Try
I overheard one student from the first marking period respond to a kid in the second marking period, who stated he did not like my social studies class. The first kid said we do fun and neat things in social studies when students take an interest in what is being taught. Hmmm. Food for thought. Is it fun to take a court case about one of the Constitutional Amendments and initiate a debate, or construct a powerpoint presentation on your take on another court ruling? Funny, I never remembered civics as a fun class. Go figure.
Hope You All Voted
My daughter registered but never got her card from Lycoming County, they kept sending her correspondence about correcting her social security number. She did, they didn't. She did not get to vote. The boy and I went together to the polls. I saw several former students voting for the first time. I love America. Good luck, Mr. Obama. I'm gonna miss seeing that pretty Sarah Palin, in the news.
Have a great night, folks
Tuesday, November 04, 2008
My Blonde Angel
I started by posting a passionately pathetic blog, today. Sort of, feel sorry for Mr. Z, post. I then erased that and substituted a blurb stating I wanted a break from blogging.
I ran into Mrs. Dincher on the way out the door. She said she wanted to read my blog. I explained to her how depressed I felt, today, because students are getting their parents to sign the agenda without verifying work was completed. I told her how discouraged I felt because I wanted parents involved and quite a few are not doing that. Mrs. Dincher gave me a pep talk. Made me feel pretty good that I am working as hard as I can to make these children successful.
Mike, Mrs. Dincher's son, was with her. He was always such a good kid and it reminded me how much I enjoy what I do.
Report Cards, Tomorrow
Oh, oh.
Writing a Science Report
Today, the cherubs wrote a paragraph about the conglomerate experiment. Some figured out our homemade rock is nothing more than concrete. Go figure. I was so dazzled by my first two classes, today. These kids wrote coherent, cohesive, and relevent paragraphs about the experiment. Hey, I gave each one an M&M fun pak. The last two classes were not as eager. Kinda ruined the mood, The last class were so eager to write a paragraph they wrote too much. They discussed computers, internet, etc. No, no, no. The paragraph was only about the hands-on experiment, not the project.
Tomorrow, we do research on the 'puters about conglomerate rocks.
Have a great night, folks, and thanks, Nancie, for the shot in the arm.
I ran into Mrs. Dincher on the way out the door. She said she wanted to read my blog. I explained to her how depressed I felt, today, because students are getting their parents to sign the agenda without verifying work was completed. I told her how discouraged I felt because I wanted parents involved and quite a few are not doing that. Mrs. Dincher gave me a pep talk. Made me feel pretty good that I am working as hard as I can to make these children successful.
Mike, Mrs. Dincher's son, was with her. He was always such a good kid and it reminded me how much I enjoy what I do.
Report Cards, Tomorrow
Oh, oh.
Writing a Science Report
Today, the cherubs wrote a paragraph about the conglomerate experiment. Some figured out our homemade rock is nothing more than concrete. Go figure. I was so dazzled by my first two classes, today. These kids wrote coherent, cohesive, and relevent paragraphs about the experiment. Hey, I gave each one an M&M fun pak. The last two classes were not as eager. Kinda ruined the mood, The last class were so eager to write a paragraph they wrote too much. They discussed computers, internet, etc. No, no, no. The paragraph was only about the hands-on experiment, not the project.
Tomorrow, we do research on the 'puters about conglomerate rocks.
Have a great night, folks, and thanks, Nancie, for the shot in the arm.
Monday, November 03, 2008
The Dog Got Skunked
Sorry, no blog, today. The dog encountered a skunk, last night. The house wreaks, but, the dog is outside and waiting to be doused with hydrogen peroxide, baking soda, and liquid soap. Got my rubber gloves. Out I go.
Have a great night, folks.
Have a great night, folks.
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