Being a Teacher

A Test for Me: Do you really need two skeletons?

Summer has taken its toll on our chemical storage room. Renovation in rooms throughout the school has unexplainably resulted in an influx of plastic bins filled with countless items including such things as goggles small enough for 1st graders, sand timers, craft paper, and boarders for bulletin boards.  Bins and boxes clutter the floor and fill the countertops. It’s overwhelming, as we need the space for lab preparations and possibly student lab work. Unfortunately, our days are booked beyond comprehension.  Fortunately, there is a part-time lab assistant who does wonders for us. Thankfully, he begins to tackle the disorder.

We’re standing amidst the chaos. He points to a box, “Shall I just chuck it?” clearly confident we’ll respond affirmatively.

Our eyes scan the rolls of periodic tables, science posters, and maps. There are now six different science teachers and a health teacher that might find something useful in that box.  We each use items periodically from the box. 

My colleague quickly responds, “No, definitely not. It may look like it’s not used but that’s because we put it back once we’re done using it”. 

He’s somewhat exasperated but accepts the verdict, allowing his eyes to wander to other potentially “unuseful” items that can be tossed to clear away some space for lab work. My colleague and I meander back into my room to rummage around in the storage room.

After a few minutes he leans into my room and queries, “Do we really need two skeletons?” 

My thoughts race: biology, integrated science, health, and elementary classes all use the skeletons. About once a year both are being utilized simultaneously. They’re expensive. What if the school grows?  What if we remove one and regret it?  They don’t take up that much room.  Better safe then sorry.

Despite not having spoken a word between us, my colleague and I respond in unison, “Yes, we need them”.  Irrational?  Perhaps.

He looks at us in disbelief and barely suppresses an eye-roll. We don’t hear a word from him the rest of the day.

The room is becoming more orderly, even usable.  After entering the room recently, this is what I saw:

It’s a test, isn’t it? If the apron and/or lab coat remain the entire year then he knows we don’t really need two skeletons. Or maybe he was annoyed. Or maybe he’s drying the apron and coat after a washing. Or maybe he’s just being funny.

In any case, it made me laugh. I’m leaving it ‘cause it makes me smile every time I walk through there. 

The First Day: Introductions, Icebreakers, and more.

As much as you want to just “start in”, you can’t.

Introductions are, indeed, needed.  The business of class expectations, the syllabus, and lab safety must, indeed, be addressed.

Each student is handed a playing card just before entering the classroom.  They smile, curious.  No matter how old they are, students enjoy the unexpected.  The instruction,  “Find the match” sends them scurrying into the classroom. They locate their matching card and carefully seat themselves determining who will be sitting by them.  Backbacks are slid onto the floor beneath the tables.  Instinctively students take out their pencil cases, eager to tackle the task in front of them.  What is it about the presence of a glue stick that is particularly exciting? Joviality ensues as each student ponders his or her favorite movie, book, ice cream, drink, etc. from the summer.  

“I cried so hard in that movie”

“So did I.  The book made me cry too”

“What if you don’t like any other drinks other than water?”

“It was a thick book but I made it through”

And on and on it goes as students reminisce and share while filling out their cards.  After they glue the paper onto one of the cards, we share as a group.  And that’s fun too. Most students are surprised that I have both read and seen “Divergent” and they eagerly offer their critiques.  We find common ground, we laugh, we joke, we know it’s going to be a good year.

Next they work in pairs or small groups to fill in the blanks on the class expectations.  The laminated poster waits upside down while they work away.  For some reason, they have fun with this too!  “A _ _ _ _ _ on t _ _ _” (Arrive on time) and “Take ‘o _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _’ of your l _ _ _ _ _ _ _”  (Take ownership of your learning) both seem to really stump them.  Students seem to enjoy the challenge of this nonthreatening, ungraded activity.

The lab safety contract they’ll read at home and we’ll cover during the next class.

Of course I’d like to say, “Science rocks.  You’re going to learn.  You’re going to enjoy it” and move on, however, we review the syllabus.  Students with computers bookmark my web site and confirm that class activity and homework will be posted there.  It still amazes me how much at ease they are with their computers.  After all, it is only the first day and some students are new to the school.  Finding the site and creating a bookmark is nothing to them.

With some classes we also talk about eco-schools (and our goal to become one) or move on to content.  Second year IB students already plunge into a Paper 1 exam, evaluating how helpful their summer stack of notecards are (or aren't).

We’re off and running and boy does it feel wonderful!  I hope the students are as eager as I am.  Wishing all returning teachers and students an energized year full of discovery and learning.

Back to school: Will this year be as good as years past?

The smell of freshly cut wood and paint fill the air.  Summer renovations are still underway.  No one is in sight.  The turtle tank and bags of supplies weigh heavy on my shoulders as I climb the stairs to the top floor.  Down the empty hallway I trudge.  How will it feel to be back in the classroom?  This year will be different as two of my children have graduated and my husband has taken a position at another school.  Will it feel empty or lonely or somehow less meaningful to me?

Mr. T back in the classroom, checking me out as always.

The first task is to get “Mr. T” settled. Then, the arrangement of my desk, shelves, and student tables needs to be addressed.  The cleaning team has relocated my desk and shelves and I decide to leave their arrangement.  “Change is good,” I think.

The first days are filled with meetings and planning while teachers try to squeeze in moments inside their classrooms to make preparations for next week.  Schedules, student needs, curriculum, orders, lesson plans.  Embraces.  Sharing of summer experiences.  It’s great to see colleagues.  Friendships.  Collaboration.  Invigoration through comradery found in common goals.  I’m energized

One morning while watching Mr. T ingest his food pellet, I reflect on the upcoming school year and a surge of happiness fills me.  Excitement and anticipation envelop me.  I’m so grateful that I truly enjoy my job and feel 100% eager for the coming school year.  Once again, it’s confirmed that teaching is where I belong.  Yes, this year will definitely be as good as years past and probably even better.

Wishing the same fulfilment to all returning teachers out there!  Make it a wonderful year!

South Africa 2014: My students ARE my peers

To complete our dive certification we must complete four open water (i.e. in the Indian Ocean) dives over two days. 

Our transfers to the beach occur between 6:15 and 7:15 a.m. with breakfast available from 5:30.  We are loaded like cattle into the pick-up trucks and herded to the beach.

The sun is up and, thankfully, is beginning to afford some warmth against the chilly morning.  The wet suits are cold, however we manage to pull them over our goose-bump riddled skin. We line up on the log facing the sun and looking at the expansive ocean beyond for our briefing.  The first dive is only an orientation. No skills will be expected as we simply experience the underwater world together for the first time. The remaining three open water dives will require us to repeat all the skills we completed in the pool. 

Preparing to launch our boat.  We walk beside it until it is afloat and then scramble into the boat for take-off.

We all perch at the edge of the boat, heavy with gear. The countdown for our rollback into the water is about to begin.  How will we feel once it’s time to actually roll over the edge backward into the ocean?  Are we ready?  We should be, we’ve completed all the proper checks.  The captain of the boat shouts, "1, 2, 3, go".  We all plunge backwards into the sea.  With our inflated BCDs, we bounce back to the surface. breathing through our regulators and realizing that so far everything is fine. 

Transport to and from dive site.  Near the dive site we put on all our gear (which is in the center of the boat during transport) and prepare to roll off the edge.  

Our instructor beckons us to the buoy that contains the line that will guide us to the bottom.  I position myself towards the back in case I have trouble equalizing.  We descend.  It's a bit murky but I can see the guideline.  Bubbles from those preceding me percolate upwards towards me.  The person in front of me is flailing and fins are hitting me in the face so I switch to the other side of the rope and experience significantly more calm.  I'm breathing fine.  I'm equalizing.  Everything is working.  Soon the ocean floor emerges below.  The others leave the rope and gather at a sandy spot near our instructor.  Coral and beautiful fish surround us.  Yes, we have entered a whole new world.  It's amazing.  It's calming, despite our chaotic presence.  Mostly I feel like I'm trying to avoid the kicking fins and flailing arms of my co-divers, my students.  It's interesting, in this situation, their role as “my students” has completely dissipated: they are currently my peers, as we are in this, learning and experiencing together. Yet, I still worry about them and hope they are all having a good first dive.   The thirty minutes flies by and I can't believe it's time to ascend.  We successfully surface. Finally we heave ourselves, with help, back onto the boat.  We are handed lollipops that are balm to the salty taste in our mouths.  We suck happily on our pops as the boat speeds us back to shore.  Everyone is smiling and everyone is feeling a sense of accomplishment, though we remain a bit reserved knowing that we still have to pass a skill set down in the ocean.

We have a two hour break before our second dive.  Mostly we spend it in the sun, soaking up some rays and getting warm. The first part of the second dive involves covering some skills at which we all are successful.  Then, we have some time to follow our instructor in observing the sights.  This is when we realize how fun it is to dive.  This is when we realize we probably WILL return to the water as a diver.  That afternoon we are asked to reflect on our dive experiences.  Our thoughts are similar and we share together.

The next day we complete our final two dives for certification.  Before the final dive, however, a few things happen.  A student loses his mask in the ocean.  An instructor attempts to find it to no avail.  Then, another student, all rigged up, loses his sense of balance and falls off the boat before we are at the actual dive site.  Ha ha.  So, he has to take off all his gear, board the goat, and re-rig himself.  Finally, in our pre-dive check it is discovered that a student did not properly check her oxygen tank and has rigged up an empty tank - she must wait on the boat for a replacement tank.  With all these mishaps I have no comment, after all, any of it could have happened to me.  Again, there is this strong sense that in this situation I stand on equal ground in every way with my students.  As co-students, we all turn to our dive instructors for guidance, questions, and help.  For all those able to complete the entire certification process, we are 100% successful!  Two people were unable to finish due to sickness or injury, however, I’m confident they will complete their certification this summer.

We are certified divers!

During our fun dive on the following day, we are significantly more relaxed as a group as we approach a dive as certified divers.  During the dive I receive a tap on my shoulder.  It’s my buddy signing to me asking for my air levels.  I signal back.  There’s my buddy.  My student.  My peer.  We are depending on each other to be there for one another and to make sure we both make it to the surface safely.

This transition from student/teacher to peer has been an interesting one. We’ve been able to get to know each other on a whole new level.  It makes me appreciate my students all the more.  They are delightful, fun, interesting, thoughtful, and trustworthy.  I advocate working with students on a non-school sponsored trip.   It’s eye-opening and rewarding.   I suspect that it builds foundations and relationships for years to come.

Until July 6th no blogging: I'm in South Africa!!!

The final parent/student meeting fully attended.

Plans for meeting at the airport arranged.

Final discussions of PADI kits, where to get a wetsuit, medications, and telephones have taken place.

The Kit list has been checked off.

The bags are packed.

Tens of parent/student emails have been sent, including several pleas for emergency contact information.

Tomorrow a group of ten students and two teachers will meet at the Amsterdam Schiphol airport to begin our journey to Johannesburg, South Africa.  There we will meet the representatives from the Wallacea Opwall program and will be bussed to our location for two weeks of conservation courses, field work, and research. 

I will be keeping a daily record and will blog about it upon our return!

Until July 6th!  Happy and safe summer travels to all!

The final teacher day: It’s all about getting out of there

Today we began our day by gathering in the cafeteria for a breakfast and a short faculty meeting.  We speak of summer plans.  We also talk a bit about next year’s needs but we make an effort to not obsess about it.   Already the pressure is gone with knowing there is no class to prepare for.  There are no more tests to grade.  There are no more labs to prep.  No more lessons to plan.  It feels good.

We spend our day clearing out our rooms.  A student arrives to work on his extended essay in Biology.  We sort out his supplies and make a game plan for August.  I make my way through the desk, shelves, and lab space.  I have to admit, there are moments where the through creeps through my mind, “I am never getting out of here” as I see the mounds of papers needing sorting, dirty lab supplies, the living organisms, odds and ends, and just STUFF.  I realize that even though I really love my job, I’m ready for a break.  My checkout sheet is signed.  I just want to go home.

Teachers assemble on the playground just after 2:00 with smells of the BBQ wafting through the air.  The sun beats upon us and it does, indeed, feel like summer.  Being outside clears our minds and allows us to truly focus on what lies ahead.  I make my way around the group, trying to touch base with as many people as possible, especially giving my good wishes to staff members who won’t be here next year.

“Well, I need to go pack up my fish and stuff” I remark to a small group as I prepare to return to my classroom.  A colleague bursts out in laughter, “If I had a dollar for every time I said that…..’pack up my fish and stuff’”.  He’s genuinely amused.  I guess we’re all feeling lighter with another year behind us and summer plans upon us.

The school feels absolutely empty by 3:30.  After my turtle and fish are ready for transport, I load up a cart, say my final good-byes and lug my things to the car.  It’s 4:00 and pretty much everyone is gone.  There is a silence.  You can feel that everyone is both physically and mentally gone from the school right now. 

What is it about our profession?  Why are we so wiped out by the end of the school year?  Truthfully, the two months without classes hardly seem enough to fully recover! 

Once home, I set up the fish and turtle for their temporary summer residence and I relax.  No emails.  No planning.  No reading.  It feels good.  Though many of us will engage in school related activities this summer, I wish teachers everywhere a relaxing, refreshing, and energizing summer!

Fish and Turtle, settled into their summer residence.

The Last Days

“We understand that it’s the last day and it’s beautiful weather outside but we need to take care of some things”

Their faces fall and they sink into their seats as they predict  boring class time coming their way.

“We will be doing an egg drop today”

Students sit up straight and tall, immediately curious.

The parameters are set, groups are assigned, and suddenly the students can hardly wait to get started.

The last few days of school are always somewhat of a conundrum.  A teacher ponders how best to handle the last hours with classes.  Personally, I want each day in my classroom to be productive, useful, and worth a student’s time, even the last days of the year.  With this goal in mind, a tradition has evolved: the egg drop. 

Students receive a set of supplies and work in teams to construct a structure that will protect a raw egg as it is dropped from the highest point available.  Of all surviving eggs, the structure with the least mass then wins. 

“Is this physics?” one girls queries, as though she’s discovered a trick we’re playing on her.  You know, like when a child suspects a parent of sneaking spinach into a fruit smoothie?  However, her skepticism gives way to the thrill of competition and the curiosity of the challenge and, in the end, her group wins!

We launch our eggs from the roof of the school.  Confidence, anxiousness, skepticism, and hope are all present. The launchers, one at a time, carefully place their eggs and count down.  Eager students below observe, film, and time the descent of each egg.  Celebration ensues as eggs emerge from their capsules unscathed.

“What’s the prize?”

“A place in the egg drop’s hall of fame”

“You have an egg drop hall of fame?” The students were clearly impressed by this.  I decide to not admit that I just made that up on the spot.

My colleague did manage to snag some muffins from the cafeteria so the winning team ends up with a muffin for each member.  It is enough to yield an eruption of cheers from the winning team. 

I have to admit; this morning as I was rounding up supplies and preparing for the egg drop competition, I questioned my sanity.  I thought about teachers around the world who pop in a video or have a party on the last day.  While I don’t think there’s anything wrong with that, in fact, I envied them slightly, I just can’t bring myself to spend the last day that way.  I have an obsession with “feeling productive”.  On the flip side, I also can’t bear the thought of carrying on with another strictly academic lesson.  And I know the students wouldn’t be up for that either.  They’ve long checked out for the summer.  Their lockers are empty, their pink check-out forms signed, and yearbooks are clasped tightly in their hands.

So, this is my compromise: an egg drop competition.  It’s a success each time it’s conducted. My early-morning doubts are quickly dispersed as I observe students engaged and in debate about the best design.  My colleague, students, and I rejoice together as we head out for the egg drop itself.  It’s just plain fun.  Plus, the weather is gorgeous: full of warmth and sun.  At the end of the day, we all feel good.  Students analyzed, designed, thought critically, and participated in teamwork.  For me, that’s good enough for a last day of class!

Review of the IB exams

Group IV science (Environmental Systems and Societies, Biology, Chemistry, and Physics) teachers gathered together today from around the region to review the IB exams that our students sat this past May.  We each had taken time to work the exams beforehand and then came together to analyze the questions and determine the value and quality of each question. Five different international schools were represented.

The biology teacher from the host school led us to his lab where he had set up a large table for us to gather around.  We pulled out the exam papers and immediately set to work.  The atmosphere was cheerful, lively and very collaborative.

Initially, when I had previewed the exams, they seemed good and fair to me.  I had scrutinized each question from a teachers's perspective,  to determine whether all content had been sufficiently covered and whether there were any surprizes for my students.  I was satisfied that the students had been equipped to answer all the questions.   However, as I listened to my colleagues attack each question from the standpoint of students, my eyes were opened.  Suddenly I envisioned each of my pupils pondering the questions and instantly new perceptions filled my mind.  I realized that though my students might have been equipped with the content, there was, indeed, some ambiguity in a few of the questions that might have prevented them from knowing what to write.   It was actually enjoyable to approach the exam questions from this stance and to document our input.  The group will submit our report to the IB and then we each individually will have a chance to logon to the IB site and record our personal impressions of the exams.  The IB takes our input seriously and if enough teachers place doubt on a particular question, it can be thrown out.  Participating in such an activity is satisfying and is somehow empowering as you feel like you’re contributing to a greater process.  It’s kind of like voting.  You research the issues, you put forth the effort to go out and vote and then you feel good.

Additionally, the process has given me additional respect for the IB process and the IB education.  Any other IB teachers out there that have taken a formalized approach to the exam review? Or have any exam review experiences to share?

What is it like to teach your own kids.

Admittedly, my teenagers were horrified when they realized we were moving to a school so small that it would mean that there was no choice other than for me being their HS Biology and their IB Biology teacher.  We immediately made a pact to never discuss personal matters at school, keeping ‘work/school’ and our personal life separate.  Also, I agreed to never pester them about our class homework at home.

Seeing as we do not carry the same last name, we further decided to see how long we could go without the other students discovering our relationship.  Student orientation involved veteran students showing the new students around the school and introducing them to the teachers.  My teenagers accompanied their high school buddies and dutifully shook my hand upon being introduced to “Dr. Markham, our biology teacher”.  “Nice to meet you,” my son cheekily added.  Clearly at this point no one suspected a thing.

My son (center) with his CanSat team in Norway.  It was fascinating to watch him work under pressure during this competition.

We began classes together and everything was going smoothly for about two weeks.  However, one day in class we were working through some IB practice problems together and my son calls out, “Hey Mom, I’m stuck on this one part”.  SILENCE.  All the students look at me and then at my son.  Finally one comments, “Do you realize you just called her Mom?”  A huge grin crosses my son’s face and he acknowledges, “Well, that’s because she is my mom”.  All jaws in the classroom drop open at least 5 cm.  Additional stunned silence. “She is your Mom?” This piece of information was completely incredulous.  They look at me for verification and I nod.  “Dude, you shook her hand in front of me.”  The entire class erupts in laughter. 

My daughter with some classmates during an "Edible Molecule Lab"

With my son it was downhill from there.  He only calls me “Mom” at school now and frequently violates our code of not discussing personal matters at school, “Mom, did you put money on my card?” or “Mom, I need my bike fixed, did you call the bike guy yet?”  My daughter, on the other hand, maintains the professional relationship at school, even calling me “Dr. Markham” in class. Every now and then their sibling relationship can be disruptive as far as bickering over how to do a specific task or as elated cheering in being able to be partners, knowing they will “nail” it together because they completely understand each other and how to work best as a team.    Both of them, however, overall preserve the student/teacher relationship as far as our daily interactions are concerned.

My 6th grader in the lab.

A major difference exists between my youngest son and my teenagers.  I began teaching him this year as a 6th grader.  It’s really difficult for him to step into that “professional” relationship at school.  For example, one time he was working in a pair on a presentation.  I called his group to put forward their argument and he immediately responded, “Mom, why us?”  I’m thinking “Seriously?”  Despite my continuous discussions on this topic, he struggled all year with putting on his “student hat” when he was in my classroom as a pupil. 

The most unexpected result our relationship, especially with regard to the teenagers, is the fact that my children’s’ peers would text or message them asking, “Can you get your Mom to postpone the test?”  or my own children would come to me and request, “Is there anyway we can get this assignment postponed?” and my response would be, “Well, if you can contact every student in the class and get their approval”  Of course, given our small class size and the convenience of instant messaging, this was always successful.

The greatest aspect of having my own children in the classroom is seeing them as a student and experiencing how their mind works in an academic setting.  What a gift that has been.  In past years, with my older kids, when I went to parent/teacher conferences and listened to the teacher’s perspective on our children I remember feeling envious of the teacher for seeing our kids in an educational light.  Now, I’ve had that chance with our youngest three children and it’s been wonderful.  To see them pondering over problems, designing experiments, questioning the world about them, puzzling over lab challenges and tackling ethical issues in science, has given me an entirely different perspective on who they are.  It has given me a greater appreciation of the uniqueness of their minds.  Their strengths and talents, especially as they might manifest themselves as future college students or employees, are more apparent. Truly, it has been a wonderful journey.  I will forever treasure these three years we’ve had together in the classroom.

My teenagers graduate this coming Saturday.  I sure will miss them in the classroom! 

Student Trips

“Ah, I can breath easily now.  They are all here.”

The Danish sun has warmed our faces as we waited for the students to gather.  They’ve been given two hours, in pairs or groups, to eat lunch and meet us at the end of the pedestrian zone.  We, as teachers monitor the zone, watch people,  and chat but we always have the students on our minds.  There’s a relief when we see a couple of them wander by or go into a restaurant, even if it is McDonalds, and sit down.  You know exactly where they are and that they’re safe.

We slowly count the students as they meander towards us.  They are happy with stomachs now filled and having enjoyed the short time to self-govern themselves.  99% of the time the students are well behaved, careful, and rule abiding.  However, it’s always a relief when they all accounted for.  So, I understand my colleagues quiet exclamation and sigh of relief. 

This trip is a bit different for me as I came in the role of parent rather than chaperone.  However, my husband is one of the coaches and I have taught or am currently teacher to 12 of the 14 students in tow.  Thus, I naturally find myself in a chaperoning role for two reasons.  One, I genuinely care about the students and two, they associate me as one of the chaperones because I am their teacher. Thus, I also share my colleague’s feelings.

Students from this school year's trip week to Berlin at a location along the former wall.

There are many reasons teachers find themselves on overnight trips with students.  A major one is trip week: a rather common occurrence in international schools across the world.  Generally speaking, the purpose is to acquaint students with and help them gain a greater appreciation for their host country/region.

Students with my colleague and me  in the arctic circle for our CanSat trip.  

There are overnight trips associated with extracurricular activities such as Mini United Nations (MUN) and Global Issues Network (GIN).  Or for example, the trip I took with IB students to the Arctic Circle for the CanSat competition.  And, of course the countless journeys that coaches undertake for meets, games, and tournaments.  For me, as a science teacher most of my trips are limited to trip week.

Being a chaperone on an overnight student trip carries a lot of responsibility.  Parents have entrusted the care, well-being, and safety of their children with you.  As such, it’s not a restful experience, no matter how wonderful the students are.  You’re always on the alert, always hoping they are well and safe, both under your own eyes and especially during “free time” you give them.

Students on our "walking tour" in Copenhagen this morning.

On this trip the coaches were busy with the athletes all day at the meet and then late into the evening on Saturday night as the students attended the local amusement park, Tivoli.  So, to help them out, I scouted a walking route we could do with the students on Sunday morning before our departure, ensuring there were restaurants for the students to have lunch before traveling.  I walked the entire route and planned some alternative activities (if we had loads of time, for example, there was a canal tour of Copenhagen that would have been a viable option) if we needed.  Because, the more structured the days are, the less likely students will get bored and ‘into trouble’ and thus, the easier it is to chaperone.  Additionally, building in some free time is also greatly appreciated by secondary students.  So, today we followed the route and allowed students time to eat in an eatery of choice in the pedestrian zone, yielding a positive ending to the Copenhagen track and field adventure.

Students amused by street entertainment in Copenhagen this morning.

This group of students is equally amazing on a personal level as on the track and field.  They are cheerful, obliging, and cooperative.  So, it is a smooth morning.  Then, we travel by train and plane and are greatly relieved once all students are safely delivered to their homes.

It is definitely worth the time and effort to schedule and plan for such events for students.  To meet, mingle and compete with pupils from other schools and other parts of the world contributes to the globally minded education we are so committed to deliver. 


The Internet is Down

The Internet is down.  Apparently it is a problem with the Internet provider.

Well, I need the Internet to print the tests that I’m giving out today in two different classes.  Glad I did that yesterday.

I need the Internet to update my school blog post and place the plan and links for today’s lessons.  Haven’t done that yet.  Ha – and I don’t do Power Points anymore so I don’t have a back-up there.   So, if the Internet isn’t up for my last block, those students will simply read from the book with me. What?  Read from the book?  Do students even do that anymore?

Other tasks I need to accomplish on my “to do” list include emails, entering grades, confirming plans for South Africa, working on our Science Review, rewriting course descriptions (the originals are online), updating Rubicon Atlas, all of which require the Internet.

There is the tidying up of my room, cleaning up from past labs, starting to clear out for the summer.  But I can’t really do that when students are writing an exam! 

I check with my colleague to see if her Internet is down.  She also is without and comments that she can’t do anything without it.  Realizing we’re both in the same boat she offers, “Shall we take a tea together?” So, we sit in my classroom discussing plans for next year.

It’s shocking to me how dependent we are on the Internet.  We become almost nonfunctional without it.  In times like this I always think that I’ll make sure I have everything downloaded on my computer and copies of all Google Documents on my computer.  However, that sure defeats the purpose of Google documents, especially those documents that are used in collaboration with other teachers.

People joke about nations being able to shut down the Internet across the world.  Imagine.  Not just educators would be inconvenienced!  Every aspect of our life would be affected. 

Despite this reality, I have no offering for a back-up plan.  What do you think, have we, as a society put ourselves in a dangerous situation?

Substitute Plans

I’ve heard it said that an American businessman measures success by the fact that his company cannot function in his absence.  However, a Dutch businessman assesses achievement by the fact that his company operates perfectly in his absence.

So, where does that leave teachers?  It’s really tough to have classes carry on without you during an absence.  As any teacher knows, preparing for a substitute is grueling and so much more time consuming than just being there.  I’ve decided to record some of the ideas I have for successful substitution plans, at least for secondary school.

How to Pre-arrange for a Substitute

  • Plan a lesson, preferably an open ended activity that will last beyond the allotted time.  You don’t want the students to announce to the substitute, “I’m done.  Now what do I do?”
  • Make sure the lesson plan can be facilitated by someone who doesn’t specialize in your area (i.e. for me, Science).  So, I definitely can’t plan a lab while I’m gone.
  • If you can plan a summative assessment, that works well.
  • Write out the details, being explicit as possible.
  • If you have a web site, put everything on the web site so that the students can self-guide themselves.
  • For multiple classes, place the outline and any handouts in color coded “folders” (I just use a folded piece of A3 construction paper) with instructions written on the outside of the folder with the class name, date, and time of the class listed on the folder.
  • Clear off your desk and leave all instruction folders in the center.
  • I usually also try to unclutter the room a bit but that’s probably not necessary.

The plans I left for my IB students when I was called away unexpectedly.

If you have an unexpected absence i.e. due to illness or emergency

  • At our school we have submitted “emergency” plans to the Principal so if there is an emergency, there are at least three lesson plans for every class.  I have provided a list of web sites with cool science articles and students can select from the articles and report on them.  For IB students I have them study the IB manual or review command terms.  I have lots of laminate cards for review activities that can be used at any time.
  • However, with my web site, I can usually keep progressing with the lesson plan, with modifications to adjust for a non-science teacher in the classroom.  The students are familiar with my web site and are comfortable taking instruction and lesson plans from it.  I can easily link to web sites or upload documents for them to work from.

No matter how well you prepare, no matter how clear you think the instructions are, don’t be disappointed if things don’t quite go as planned.  While I was away last week, it took my 6th graders an entire double block to finish the reflections on the Science Fair.  What was there to show for it?  Single sentence responses!  Seriously?  It took a double block to produce that?  Oh well.  The IB students, on the other hand, accomplished everything outlined for them.

Thus, in contrast to American standards, the Dutch business standards would suggest that I am failing with 6th graders while I’m triumphant with IB students.   I'd like to think that the relative accomplishments are actually more a function of the different age groups represented in the two classes.  In both cases, however, I’m happy for any progress made during my absence.

Does anyone else have any good ideas for substitution plans?


How I keep in touch with my students.  It's great for day-to-day communication as well as communication if ever I am absent or better yet, when a student is absent.

Priorities: Family Comes First Part II – Living Abroad

I am over the ocean again.  The return flight.  Was I ready to depart?  No.  There is still a need.  There is unfinished business.  My heart aches.

We now face a huge consequence of the decision to teach abroad.  We’ve observed other families deal with living in a foreign country: managing familial relations from afar.  Sure, there’s Skype.  Sure, we have a Vonage phone number allowing family members to make US calls to reach us.  Sure, there’s a direct 8 hour flight to Chicago.  However, suddenly it feels insurmountably far away.

A price is paid to live abroad.  You miss moments with grown children and grandchildren.  You aren’t with aging parents.  You miss being there when your help is needed.

It’s moments like this that cause you to question all your decisions leading to this point.  You suddenly revisit all the pros and cons you evaluated when you took the job across the ocean.  You question whether the pros still outweigh the cons. You are unsure.

The miles pass below me in the plane as I return to my family and job in Europe.  I will land and immediately travel directly to the school where I will greet my 9th graders.  Moving on I will face the 8th graders and then my IB Bio and IB ESS students.  It’s a full day, on no sleep. 

I had no time to even think of schoolwork while I was away.  I barely had time to scan emails and attend to urgent matters such as the Internal Travel payment due for the South Africa trip.

However, the plans are ready for my students.  They’ve been reworked in the plane.  A twinge of excitement resides in anticipation for the lab that should await the high school students.  There’s an eagerness to know how the students faired in my absence.  A hope lingers that progress was made. 

My husband and children have reported that “all is well” with them and I am eager to see and embrace them.

Once again, I am caught between three worlds. 

The one I left behind:  Will all be OK? I could have stayed longer.  I wanted to stay longer.  I will return in July.

The one that lies ahead.: My teenagers are anticipating graduation day, summer plans, and the next year.  My husband is considering changes at work. 

The parallel world of my work: The part of my life that I will face first as I’m heading there directly.  I will find out how the Science Fair went and what students learned in my absence.

The next few days will be a time of reflection for me as I settle back into my expat routine of teaching third culture students.  We’re anticipating the end of the school year – only 3 weeks left.  And I have to decide, is this where I truly belong?

Priorities: Family Comes First

I write this post 30,000 feet in the air.

 Family Comes First.  Those are the words that our principal spoke to me on the phone when I apprised her of my situation.

So why am I so torn?

I am suspended, yet moving forward, over the ocean.

In front of me my family waits.  Behind me my family waits.

I am in the middle.

Then, running parallel to these two worlds is the work I’ve left behind. Most significantly, the culmination of weeks of effort is taking place even as I write: The Science Fair.

A huge unknown will greet me.  A situation that fills me with sadness, grief, fear, and dread.

My day-to-day world marches on behind me.  My teenagers in the middle of IB exams.  My husband and youngest son going about their routine.

The Science Fair is in full swing right now.  I’m imagining the energy and excitement of the students.  I’m imagining them dressed in their best.  I hope it’s going as planned. 

My brother will pick me up at the airport and we’ll go straight to the hospital.

My teenagers are probably working IB math problems right now.  My youngest son is presenting his poster on the effect of global warming on the reindeer.  My husband is helping, in my place, at the Science Fair.

I’m over the ocean.  Helpless to all.

When I land, the Science Fair will be nearly over.  I will be faced with immediate decisions and tasks that will consume me.  My family at home will talk with me later at night, telling me of their day. 

I will function between two worlds that I love.  The third world, one that I also love, will move forward based on all the guidance I have left on my web site and the help of colleagues and substitutes. 

I sit in my airplane seat, strapped in by the seat belt.  This has been a very turbulent flight, matching the turbulent direction of thoughts in my mind- from what lies ahead to what lies behind.   And the lingering concern of the Science Fair and the extra burden added to my colleagues.

I work with amazing individuals who have completely and willingly taken on extra duties to compensate for my absence. They give me license to focus on what is most important.  They know and understand that “family comes first”.  Thank you, thank you, dear colleagues, my friends. 

Balance as students, teachers, people

My 6th grade class is currently completing a unit within the International Middle Years Curriculum (IMYC) titled “Balance”.  The big idea of the unit is  “Things are more stable when different elements are in the correct of best possible proportions” (1).

Coupled to our global-warming themed Science Fair, these students are investigating an animal that is threatened by global warming and analyzing the ramifications of the given animal disappearing from the food chain.  In preparation for this task, they viewed a short video (see below) on the impact of wolves in Yellow Stone National Park (2).

After watching the film I opened up a general discussion with “So what did you think?”  Immediately, a student responded with “It’s like the wolves provide balance to the entire ecosystem”.  As always, my 6th graders were duly impressed and expressed appropriate wonderment.  I love that about them.  In any case, it jump started them in their own research about their threatened species.

Furthermore, it gave them perspective on the exit point they are doing for the IMYC unit: Working individually, they are to create a “person web” (kind-of like a food web), with themselves at the center.  Branching out from themselves will be all of their classmates.  They are to identify a characteristic of each classmate that brings balance to their learning environment. It will be a surprise to the group when each presents.

This idea of balance is such an important concept.  We also teach it at the IB level claiming that IB learners are “Balanced” and that “we understand the importance of balancing different aspects of our lives – intellectual, physical, and emotional- to achieve well-being for ourselves and others.  We recognize our interdependence with other people and with the world in which we live” (3).

I hope that we, as teachers and adults, also teach this principle of balance by our examples.  It is an area that I have personally struggled with but am improving in.  Here are ways I seek balance in my own life:

  1. I prioritize time with my family.  We eat together and we do things together. 1:1 time with each person in the family involves date-nights with my husband, roller-blading with my 12-year old, dog walks and market visits with my daughter, and watching the “Walking Dead” series with my teenage son. 
  2. I exercise.  I run, especially when school isn’t in session.  Biking to and from work is my main mode of commuting.
  3. I write!  A few times a year I attend the Amsterdam Writer's Workshop (4) and I've committed myself to writing everyday.  I’ve started this blog.
  4. I read.  I find time to read novels and literature pertaining to education.

If I don’t do these things, I spend all my time on lesson planning, grading, and trying to make things better for the next time.  Since every lesson can always be better in some way, this could become a completely obsessive habit.  There have been times when I have worked from 19:00 – 24:00 every night.  And that is not balanced.  

My 2014 resolution was to break that habit and I have! 

How do you keep balance in your life?  Add your comments below.

Resources:

(1) http://www.greatlearning.com/imyc/the-imyc/units-of-work

(2) http://youtu.be/ysa5OBhXz-Q

(3)  http://www.ibo.org/myib/digitaltoolkit/files/pdfs/learner-profile-en.pdf

(4) http://amsterdamwriting.com/

 

 

Don't Be Afraid of Your Own Ignorance

This past week a student required assistance with an article from his science fair project.  He had taken some notes and I was helping him construct a paragraph for his blog post. 

In conjunction with the Going Green initiative at the school, this student has selected a specific aspect relating to the causes of global warming: meat consumption.

Some of the information in his notes left me slightly skeptical, “Really?” I queried, pointing to some statistics on his page.  His face brightened and he nodded with conviction and articulated the gist of the article, as he understood it.  I insisted, however, that he show me the original piece.  Sure enough, he had comprehended the information correctly: According to the Food and Agricultural Organization of the United Nations (FAO), the livestock industry contributes 65% of nitrous oxide and 36% of methane related to human activity as well as 9% of human-related carbon dioxide production (1).  This student continued to expound on the detrimental factors of the livestock industry, convincing me to reconsider even my own modest intake of meat.

It was such a pleasure to see this student in the “driver’s seat” as he taught me all he knew.  He was empowered and it gave him needed confidence to continue on with his attempt to put his knowledge into the written word. 

Sometimes we just don't know, and that's OK, especially if we are genuinely interested in learning.

I can think of at least two scenarios in which a teacher finds him/herself in a position of admitting ignorance.  First, as in this example, in which a student has actually attained more expertise in a specific area and is willing to share.  Second, when a student asks a question in class that the teacher actually doesn’t know the answer to.  The latter happens to me, especially in my more advanced classes, and I relish these opportunities.  If I sense the answer is readily found I’ll model how to find the answer right on the spot.  If I suspect the answer might require a bit more time on my part then I promise to look it up and get back to the students.  They appreciate that.  It seems to foster mutual respect.

In any case, I think teachers should never fear showing their own ignorance to a student.

Allowing students to see our ignorance...

  • Potentially instills student confidence.
  • Allows students to see that learning never ceases. 
  • Sends a message of value in learning. 
  • Provides an opportunity to teach how to find reliable answers.
  • Fosters respect.

The same is true for any adult in the position of interacting with youth.  Don’t be afraid to claim, “I don’t know”.  Use it as an opportunity to bond with the younger person in finding an answer together.  You will find it a rewarding, and constructive experience for all involved.

(1) "Livestock a major threat to environment." Livestock a major threat to environment. N.p., n.d. Web. 18 Apr. 2014. <http://www.fao.org/newsroom/en/News/2006/1000448/index.html>.

Spring Break Lab Preparations

This afternoon the students scatter at 15:05.  No tutoring.  No afterschool activities.  Silence.  I glance down the abandoned hallway but slip back into my classroom and survey the scene.  Where to begin?

The Living Organisms

The fish tanks are first.  I siphon while cleaning the gravel (Thanks to a super-convenient hand-held device I found at the pet store in the fall), clear away algae, and deposit the vacation food.  “Mr. T” the turtle also receives a tank and gravel cleaning.  However, he finds himself in a plastic bowel in his emptied aquarium, prepared for travel to my house.  Finally, I make a round with the plastic pitcher to douse the plants.

Floors or Table Tops?

A gloriously simple decision faces me: do I want my floors cleaned or the tabletops wiped?  Images of all those hands contacting the apical surface of the tables flash through my mind and visions of festering germs flourish, however, I opt for the floors.  The dispersed pencil shavings definitely influence that decision.

The Lab Area

Really?  How did I miss that?

Next I tackle the lab area.  Oh my.  First to be sorted are the chemicals from a plant lab and the mealworms from the energy transfer lab.  I work my way through stranded beakers, heat protective gloves, test-tubes, pipettes, stirring rods, grease pencils, wire shields, and an assortment of other little “left-overs” from labs completed during the last few weeks.  My favorite is the pile of tape that had clearly at one time been a set of labels for an experiment but was now stuck to the counter top. The final step is to take down some old, frayed posters that students had completed months ago.  It is time for newer work to be displayed.

I should have done a "before" and "after" picture.  

Celebrate!

It’s approaching 16:15 and the lab is nearly ready for the 10-day Spring Break.  Lastly, to ensure that my fish and the plant experiment survive the holiday, I place a “do not unplug” sign on the necessary outlets. My mind feels cleansed to have everything sorted.  It’s relaxing, even comforting.  I know it will feel great to enter the room again in 10 days.  

I gather my pile of things, including “Mr. T” and make my journey to the front of the school.  Admittedly, I’m tired.  Really tired.  Knowing that I will still be engaging in lesson planning, some grading, researching, work-related reading and activities doesn’t thwart the profound anticipation I feel for the Spring Break.  

Just need to get it all home....

As I descend the stairs I hear music and laughter.  Our facility managing team has graciously thrown a little “Easter Party” for teachers and staff at the school.  How wonderful it is to take a moment and relax a bit and enjoy some refreshment with my colleagues.  Absolutely, it is a perfect way to end the week and begin a holiday. 

As I depart, I reflect on the great people I work with and the wonderful students I teach and I know that, indeed, it will be fabulous to see them all again in ten days. 

This weekend celebrate the positives in your life!

 

 

 

Making Biology Labs Happen

Yesterday after school I biked home, dropped off my bags, and immediately headed to the metro.  It was imperative that I make it to Pet Place before closing time.  I knew where to find the mealworms and found them easily.  After debating between one or two containers, I settled on two.  As I left the pet store I stopped at Blokker and Zena to additionally pick up fertilizer, antifreeze, and patio algae remover.  I couldn’t find a bag of soil before the stores closed so I made a plan to take my own bag from the bike shed, despite it’s large size.

At seven in the morning I haul the 50 kg bag of soil along with the mealworms and chemicals up to my classroom on the 3rd floor.   I set up the chemicals and soil on one side of the lab with an assortment of glassware, beakers, foam cups, stirring rods, and graduated cylinders for the students to select from.  I am glad neither of the labs today requires making solutions or excessive preparations. Opposite the collection of soil and chemicals, on another lab bench,  I place the mealworms next to a box of corn flakes.  Colleagues passing through are often disgusted by the experimental contents in my classroom and the mealworms are no exception.  “I could never do Biology” is often the phrase I hear, “It’s just so gross”.   

The IB Environmental Systems and Societies (ESS) students tackle their lab by initially formulating their research question (How does plant fertilizer affect the height of wheat plants), hypothesis, and table of variables.  Next they outline their procedure and begin weighing out soil, counting wheat seeds, and preparing solutions with varying percentages of fertilizer.  They discuss the best method to calculate concentration of fertilizer, they debate the planting technique, and trouble shoot a method to allow drainage of water.  They analyze each step of their procedure seeking to identify whether there is a controlled variable they need to add their list, for example, the planting depth.  Finally, they place their carefully prepared experiment under the fluorescent lights.

Meanwhile (yes, these classes meet together) the IB Biology students read through their “Transfer of energy lab” procedure and immediately a ripple of “Eww”s  is heard. I hold up the containers of wriggling creatures and the  students crinkle their faces, “Do we have to touch them?”  Facing the inevitable, however, they are eventually overcome with curiosity and begin sorting their worms and weighing out the corn flakes.  Their i-phones, of course, document the entire procedure. Once the lab is set up, the students plead to be allowed to feed the turtle a mealworm.  The entire class crowds around the turtle tank with i-phones in position and a worm is dropped into the tank.  It’s as though they’re watching fire works: exclamations erupt as the turtle ingests the worm, then spits it out, and ingests it again.  After that excitement, the students settle down with the last few minutes of class to start writing up the experiment.

I delight in the experimental aspect of all my courses, as it is during those times that true wonder and discovery envelop the students.  It is when they actually grasp the scientific method and develop analytical skills.  It is worth all the unconventional things I need to find and bring into the school.  Indeed, being a Biology teacher does have its quirky side but I wouldn’t trade it for any other job!  How about you, what unusual aspect of your job do you enjoy?

Assume good intentions of the teacher (and others), please.

As a preamble to this post, I want to be clear that the majority of parents that we interact with are positive, supportive, and grateful for the work we do.  Furthermore, such parents teach their children responsibility and ownership in their learning. They do not blame the teacher for their child’s performance.  They consult, guide, and encourage their children and work with the teachers in partnership to foster best learning practices and a pathway of growth for their children.  So, before I proceed, THANK YOU parents!  Regrettably, it just takes one "Negative Nancy" to put a real damper on a day.

One of my four science colleagues came to me this morning to discuss the Science Fair Deadlines that we have carefully considered since the beginning of the semester when we established a timeline.  We divided the blog-based project into smaller, more manageable tasks giving the students a reasonable timeline in which they can complete a quality project by the science fair date.  The school calendar and the athletic calendar were consulted as we assembled the outline that specifies all the due dates spanning the 6-week project time.   We planned for the entire secondary school to be on the same schedule so we can better support the group as the students work towards the goals.  Thus, some of the blog post deadlines fall on days when students don’t have science class or when students might be out of town.  We discussed the situation with the students (and it is noted in the description of the project) and assured them that they could always publish their blog post earlier than the due dates.  Additionally, we are giving as much class time as possible to aid the students in meeting deadlines.  We are available before and after school for additional support.

Apparently this colleague had received a mildly condescending email in the morning requesting alternate due dates.  Additionally, within the same email was a request to inform him when grades would be posted for two assignments that had been handed in.  REALLY? 

There stood the science teacher, leaning with exasperation against the frame of the doorway. Sadly, she has previously received very condescending emails from said parent, this relatively mild one “breaking the camel’s back” so to speak.   A mile-long agenda confronted her.  First of all, today was a major IB deadline date so the entire IB team has been consumed with ensuring that everything was complete for our graduating IB students.  In addition to finalizing lesson plans and lab preps, there are learning support and EAL student-needs to plan for, there are IMYC exit and entry points to arrange, parent meetings to manage, unit plans to upload onto Atlas Rubicon (with a looming deadline), field trips, faculty meetings, student questions, make-up exams, IB higher level time, emails.  Oh, and what about that stack of papers waiting to be graded?  As with all IB teachers, that stack piled up as this teacher graded internal assessments, filled out PSOWs, and made sure all documentation was properly prepared for shipping.    She looked at that stack of paper wistfully imagining being able to tackle it, however, there was this email.  She consulted with the science department and then located the principal to determine if there was a school policy on the topic, only to discover that, indeed, our plan for the project was in tact.   Unfortunately, her precious time was consumed with addressing this seemingly petty email.

Tonight I’m thinking of the fact that any of us can turn into a pessimist when faced with an individual with whom we might not agree or whom we simply don’t like.  Perhaps we’ve felt wronged by someone?  My father always used to say, “People are just doing the best they can with the knowledge that they have”.  He always advised that it’s best practice to simply assume the best intentions in people.

In a recent workshop I attended, the presenter, Dylan Wiliam, advised administrators to “Assume that your teachers are good and they are doing their best”.  He advised the administrators to invest in supporting teachers to become better.  He noted that there are almost no teachers that intentionally participate in practices that inhibit learning.  It seems this advice can be addressed to parents as well.

I plead with parents everywhere, when interacting with the teachers of your children, to realize that

  • The teacher has only the best of intentions
  • More likely than not, the teacher is good
  • The teacher is giving her best effort
  • A thousand considerations were taken into making decisions and creating deadlines.
  • The teacher has a big picture of his coursework, objectives, and projects.

Please realize that we have your child’s best interest at heart. We really do.  I definitely do not personally know a single teacher who ponders, “How can I make my students’ lives difficult today?”  We spend hours, and I mean HOURS planning and putting together lessons, projects that foster critical thinking and learning with accompanying rubrics to try to make things clear and defined for the students.  Yes, sometimes we fail.  And we know it.  We make it better for next time.  We reflect, reflect, and reflect again, always trying to improve.

We collaborate. We help each other to become better.  We care about our students.  My colleague questioned,  “Why would I want bad for their kid?  It is my job to do the best.”

All over the world people are doing their best with the knowledge that they have.  I personally am committing myself to assuming the best intentions in others no matter how they act or what they say. To begin with, I will assume that the aforementioned parent, in advocating for his daughter, does indeed, despite the style of his correspondence, respect the education, certification, and role of the teacher but that perhaps language or cultural differences are impeding communication.  In addition to assuming best intentions, I will also trust that I can have safe dialogues with others in order to promote progress.  Will you join me in this endeavor of establishing trusting interactions?

High School Expedition to South Africa!

http://opwall.com/

http://opwall.com/

It all started over a year ago.  I was brainstorming some ideas on how I could organize some really cool field trips for more mature science students.  I desired them to participate in fieldwork and real research.  My ideas grew and I realized it would be an even more valuable experience if there was service and/or conservation involved.  My research led me to the Operation Wallacea group (http://opwall.com/) that conducts conservation research through academic partnerships.  Comparisons with a host of other organizations resulted in me selecting the Wallacea group with which to pursue an expedition.

A representative came to our school last April to speak with students and parents.  To my surprise there was enough interest expressed to warrant commencing the process of scheduling and planning an expedition.

Thus was my inauguration into arranging such a journey for a group.  Decisions regarding collecting, tracking, and distributing funds descended upon me.  Thankfully, even though this isn’t a school-sponsored trip, the school accountant has helped me with this process.  Next, expedition booking and flight arrangements were of precedence.  Then we had additional students and a chaperone join the group and I had to coordinate adding them in to the process mid-stream.  

Countless emails, discussions, and phone calls later, I reflect back on this past year and am amazed at how I managed to squeeze the time in outside of school hours to attend to the necessities for organizing this trip.  This afternoon I printed out the packing list for the expedition and documents for parents to sign in preparation for a parent/student informational meeting on the trip.  Upon placing these items in a folder for each student I felt a surge of excitement and realization settled into my mind: this trip (June 21 – July 4) is happening! 

http://opwall.com/

http://opwall.com/

The students and parents filed into the classroom tonight eager for information.  During the course of the 2-hour meeting I see flickers of excitement from both students and parents.  Now I am consumed with a sense of adventure and thrilled to be accompanying these wonderful youth and my super colleague on an experience of a lifetime.  We will be collecting conservation data that will be submitted to the UN in an effort to seek funds for the community to establish conservation programs.  The work will benefit not only the organisms of that area but the local people as well since they will staff the conservation efforts.  The last part of the trip will be spent on the coast scuba diving and completing coral reef studies.

http://opwall.com/

http://opwall.com/

We haven’t even departed yet and I am sensing that this will definitely be worth my efforts.  Here is the crazy thing; I emailed my contact at Wallacea tonight to find out about scheduling a 2015 expedition.  Anyone want to join?