Monday, May 3, 2010

final project




Jamie Plaisance

CI 5410

5/3/10

Swiss



Since the fall of 2006, I have worked as an Educational Instructor for the Quantum Opportunities Program (QOP). This is an after-school program run by Summit Academy OIC in Minneapolis. Our program is housed at Minneapolis North High School. Throughout my three years working with QOP, I have utilized my background as an English teacher. Specifically, I assign freewriting (or “journaling”) every day to start an instructional session. And almost invariably, I have found that routine writing by a student, even unstructured writing, pays off in real, measurable ways. Because of this success, I plan on utilizing this technique in my new position at Summit Academy as an English instructor. And I believe this practice can be successfully expanded to written storytelling.


North High School, by one recent measurement, is approximately 90 percent African-American. It is the epicenter of a predominantly African-American community. Summit Academy’s goal, first and foremost, is to educate and train students from this community so they can be contributing members of society. At North High, the specific goals of Summit Academy’s QOP program are to help students improve their grades, prepare for standardized tests, get exposed to various career paths, meet and network with community leaders and professionals, explore college opportunities, learn to be social in a positive way, and perform community service. In all, we want to help create young people who are better students and citizens.


Specifically, QOP recruits and serves students in grades 9 through 12 who have a grade-point average below 2.0, are failing more than one class, have failed a standardized test, or any combination of the aforementioned. The challenge is to improve the student’s performance in class, on tests, and even outside the classroom. For the large majority of our students, the first obstacle is convincing him or her that these are achievable goals; a lack of academic confidence is often the most glaring barrier.


Of course, in order to get struggling students to want to join the program in the first place, we have to provide a draw beyond the promise of improved academics. And since many of North’s teens come from poverty (close to 85 percent of the school’s students are on “free or reduced-price lunch”) we offer a wide array of snacks as one incentive. For the days that the students are present, they are allowed to choose snacks if they stay focused on their work. In this respect, the students are given an immediate and tangible reward for showing up and doing classwork.


We also have an elementary-style “star chart”, where students can earn stars for things such as getting an A or B on a classroom test, completing two assignments in our room, completing a practice standardized test, and writing a one-page journal entry. I will go into these journal assignments in more detail later.


The accumulation of stars can then be exchanged for prizes. These range from “five star” prizes like pens, notebooks, folders and candy, to “ten star” prizes such as flash drives, graphing calculators, gift cards, movie passes and backpacks, to “fifteen star” prizes like bus passes. We have even given cash to dramatic academic improvements. One such example is Donveyea Watson, a shy student who entered North struggling to maintain a 2.0 grade-point average. She was awarded $100 cash last year after earning straight A’s. She has a perfect 4.0 GPA this year as a sophomore, and has gained enough confidence to join two new sports at North.


Certainly, between the snacks and prizes, we achieve on a small level the goal of providing students with basic needs. Clearly, any student will perform better with a full stomach and a new set of pencils. But in the process, we also show the students that we care about their progress enough to monitor it and reward it.


Of course, the use of snacks in the classroom has another benefit. A granola bar and juice box can become a carrot, so to speak, in the sense that the prospect of losing these snacks can deter a student from misbehaving, bothering another student, or otherwise losing focus. After all, many of our students are in their academic predicament because they simply do not know how to be a successful student.


This leads to the idea of structure in our classroom. The students know exactly when to expect the snacks, because of our consistent schedule each and every day. And our to-the-minute schedule is designed to get the most out of our students. Since it is an after-school program, we give the students 15 minutes to get to our QOP room (after all, it takes time to go to your locker, socialize a bit with your friends, go to bathroom, stop by another classroom, etc.). This allows the students to let off a little steam before they enter our room. Once there, we are very strict about not allowing cell phones, ipods or any other devices. We want the students to respect the space as a learning environment. It takes time -- sometimes months -- for some students to come around, but eventually they all do. And once a student is conditioned, they will see a physical space (like our classroom) as a place they associate with learning and working.


The students must be in the room by 3:15pm, or there are not allowed in (unless they have a pass stating why they are late). Again, this helps create the notion that this place is to be taken seriously, to be respected. The challenge as instructors is to be firm and consistent with this, or any other, rule we have in place. It should go without saying, but any rule we are unwilling to enforce is a rule we should not have in place. Enforcing our rules shows clearly to our students that we take these rules, and by extension their time, very seriously.


We begin the day’s program with announcements, then check their student planners to see what they are working on for that afternoon. It is a simple but effective way to help engage the students in the work they will do in the room that day. If they have their planner filled out, they get to choose their first snack. Again, conditioning is the key: we see that after one or two days of missing their snack, and the students then remember almost unfailingly to bring their planner from then on.


Following their first snack break, precisely at 3:45pm, we begin “Quiet Study Time”. This lasts for 45 minutes, until our next snack break. During this time, students are expected to work on homework, study for a test, or do freewriting on the given journal topic for that day. If they are not focused on their work, their lose the right to pick a snack at the next break. A second “Quiet Study Time” then begins at 4:45pm. We have found that keeping the study periods and breaks at exactly the same time each day helps the students condition themselves. They know when it is acceptable to socialize, and when it is not. They know when they should be focused on their work, and when they can take a breather. And since there are clear and consistent consequences, the QOP staff has to say very little. The actions speak far more loudly than our words.


One of the missions of the QOP program is to create independent students. Ultimately, we want them to be able to be self-motivating and self-monitoring. Of course, nearly all of them lack these skills when they enter the program. But by structuring the time so that there is a specific “Quiet Study Time,” we condition the students to stay focused on their work for a given chunk of time. They eventually get used to the idea that once you get started on your work, you stay on task until it is completed. That means not disrupting others, not using the phone, and limiting breaks as much as possible.


For the large majority of our students, poor grades are simply a matter of short attention span. One of the outcomes we hope to see (and often do see) is a student’s acceptance, through new habits, of a different way of studying; that they must limit distractions after they sit down to work. Our job is to create this environment. From there, the student becomes conditioned to this alternative. After time, the crave it because they have been rewarded for it time and again (and punished for not adhering to it).


There are real numbers to support this. We see that when a student comes to our classroom just six hours per week, his or her grade-point average rises one full point the following quarter on average. Further, he will improve by a full letter grade in at least two classes. This has been true for three consecutive school years. Our students also outperform the school average in standardized testing, despite the prerequisites for joining QOP.


What’s more, the students improve socially almost across the board. This is certainly more difficult to measure, but repeated anecdotal evidence shows that our students are less likely to be suspended, more likely to join another extracurricular activity, and more likely to volunteer for community activities than when they first joined.


One of the keys is gaining confidence. Often, the students at North and in our community as a whole are reminded what they can not do. They are given negative statistics, they fail certain tests and they are reprimanded by staff members. The result is a large percentage of students who are either disenchanted or apathetic about school because they feel they have no place there. They have lost confidence in their academic abilities.


For us, the first step is to build it back up. We try do this in a number of ways. At the end of each quarter, we have a celebration for our entire program, with friends and relatives invited. Before serving a large meal, we acknowledge students who have achieved various goals such as honor roll, attendance and improving their grades. We also reward improving students with dinners, special field trips and cash prizes.


Of course, there are smaller (and less expensive) ways to get a student feeling better about his or her academic potential. We have seen that, nearly across the board, one trait our students share is a weakness in the area of writing. And often, that goes hand-in-hand with the students’ distaste for writing in general. It stands to reason that a young person will enjoy doing something more if he feels he has a knack for it, or at least is improving in that area. And it follows that a student who practices a skill (such as writing) will only get better at it. So one of our goals is to get students to believe they have writing skill, in order to light a fire in them to continue to evolve in that area.


Hilliard (2003) has pointed out, through a case study, that African-American students are far more likely to be engaged in their education if they feel that their opinion matters to the instructor: “The idea is to build students’ confidence and willingness to take a position, even if it is not a popular one. By treating every opinion as worthy of examination, most students do indeed take positions, challenge them, and listen carefully to others. In this type of classroom, it is very difficult for a student to be inactive or not to be engaged” (p. 150).


And it also goes back to conditioning. For each one-page freewriting journal, the student is rewarded in two ways: with a star (which can be accumulated for a later incentive) and an immediate snack of his choice. Thus, over time, the student mentally connects writing with a reward. Ultimately, they have a positive feeling about writing -- at least in our classroom. Some students eventually request new journal topics, and often do their freewriting before class even starts.


Further, the students are not graded on these journals. They know that their spelling, grammar and structure will not be judged. They get their journals back the next day with comments from the instructor. These comments, particularly early in the school year, are always positive. They can range from “Nice writing” to “Interesting ideas” to “This is the best work you’ve done this week!” Again, we want them to feel good about what they have produced. Of course, one key is to be genuine. If they did not do great work, we can always say “Nice handwriting” or “I agree with...” or “I like what you said about...” It is important to find one area of their work to compliment or agree with.


After time, the students invariably write more often (since journaling is optional). They see that there are real rewards and no negative or critical analysis. In the long run, however, as the school year runs along, we will add moderate criticism to the feedback. While the students will still reap the rewards regardless of their output, we begin adding comments such as “How about checking your spelling?” or “What about commas and periods?” Almost without fail, the students will begin to grow self-evaluative on their journaling. We will see better punctuation the next time, for example.


This subtle, but real, analysis and feedback gets the students thinking about making improvements within the context of something they already feel good about. Instead of driving the students to make changes through negativity in an area they already feel bad about, we subtly prod them to make improvements in an area they are feeling better about. Since, by midway through the school year, they associate writing with rewards, the students are more likely to make the minor adjustments we point out to them. Additionally, as Stowell illuminates, “students learn best when they are in a positive relationship with the person from whom they are learning ... allowing students to bring their stories into the classroom can become the foundation of any curriculum” (p. 84).


Stowell also underscores the importance of allowing students to have a voice through their written word, particularly as it applies to finding their place in their community: “students can understand themselves and others better through reading and writing their stories ... when given the opportunity, students will share amazing stories, and when those stories are moved from the margins, they no longer feel the need to put someone else down” (p. 84). She concludes that “the classroom is a very appropriate place for students to become adept not only at academic literacy, but but at reading and writing about our communities as well” (p. 94).


This gets back to the importance of building confidence in the student. Any student needs to believe that he or she is a valuable part of the class, and in turn, is capable of achieving success in that environment.


An analogous example might be a baseball player. When he is greatly struggling at the plate, his confidence is in danger of wavering to the point that he simply can not perform at his best. He may get to the point where he does not think he will get a hit. An alteration in technique may not have its desired effect because of this foundering confidence. But a hitter who is convinced he is improving (whether he is or not) will surely be more likely to confidently apply certain added skills he is picking up along the way. After all, he sees that practice makes perfect. His positive attitude opens up the possibility for even better performance.


Last quarter, the third of the 2008-09 school year, close to 30 percent of QOP students made the A or B honor roll at North. Nearly 60 percent had a GPA of 2.0 or better. And we are expecting at least half (better than the school average) to pass the state’s standardized writing test on the first attempt. Again, all of the QOP students came into the program with a GPA below 2.0.


We see time and again that consistency, conditioning and confidence all lead into each other. Anecdotal and statistic evidence show -- whether in daily journals, standard testing or classroom grades -- that students can change their habits and make real and lasting changes. This is where allowing the students to freely tell their stories is so critical, as it is the first step in this process. And this is why it will always be a key part of my curriculum.























References


Perry, T.; Steele, C.; & Hilliard, A. (2003). Young, Gifted, And Black: Promoting High Achievement Among African-American Students. Boston, MA: Beacon Press


Stowell, L. (unknown). Building Alliances, Building Community, Building Bridges through Literacy.


Monday, April 26, 2010

Creating Characters



Students will be asked to watch TV (yes, I know!) for one hour, and chart these findings with detailed descriptions (can be shows or commercials):

Who was the funniest person you saw? Describe him or her......what was she/he doing, wearing, saying, etc? Why was he/she so funny?

Who was the scariest person? Why?

What was your favorite animal or object?

Who seemed like the nicest or most caring person?

Who seemed the most like someone in your family?

Who seemed the most like one of your friends?

Who seemed the smartest?

Who seemed the stupidest?

Who seemed the weirdest?

Who would you like to live with?

Who was the strongest?

Who was the weakest?

Who looked like he/she smelled the strangest?

......This list could be shortened, changed, lengthened depending on your grade level.

Then here's the task the next day: take 3 or 4 of your characters (could be any number) and write a short story (100 words or less, depending on grade level)........teacher could give students a scenario to start with if needed.

Such as: imagine two of your characters are walking through the jungle together.......they get caught in a trap. another one of your characters comes along and sees them stuck in the trap......take it from there!

Or something along those lines.



Understanding Literary Genres



students will get a chart with two axises (axes?).......on one axis is "types of stories": mystery, romance, fantasy/science fiction, comedy, western, melodrama. on the other axis is traits of various elements: hero, victim/damsel in distress, villain, situation, plot twist, props, scenery.

students will fill out the boxes on this chart, describing stereotypes of each element depending on the type of story (for example, a archetype of a science fiction villain would be an ugly alien with a new type of weaponry). they will then write each on an index card. they will divide the cards into separate piles, with each pile represent one of the axises. they will then randomly choose (this can be done with a partner as well) one card from each pile. whatever they get, they'll write a short story (100 words or less) using each element.

for example, they might get "British officer", "Blonde bombshell", "cowboy in black hat", "lost treasure", "hurricane", "motorcycle" and "ghost town"........they'll write a story that combines all these elements. the goal is for them to understand elements of different literary genres, and then incorporating these elements into a creative story of their own.

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Fiction Stew

random elements:

sheriff
death
ghost
drifter
screwdriver
tornado
tulip
dentist



computer
teacher
student
garden
questioning
blood
bra
stapler
crying

Plot

Three by Three:

Man finds gun
Police question man
Man runs away

Boy meets girl
Boy is unfaithful
Girlfriend finds out

Woman loses job
Woman seeks revenge
Plan is hatched

Monday, April 19, 2010

Dialogue 2 (magnifying conflict)

Magnifying Conflict:



"Bitch, you ain't shit!"
"Fuck off, dude. You been gettin' lucky with that cheap-ass shit all night long."
"Luck my ass! Just accept the fact that I'm better. I got the skills to pay the bills. My mama didn't raise no loser."
"No, your mama raised a faggot with those tight jeans you're wearing."
"Your mama's hands was in these jeans last night!"
"Suck my dick.......Why you wearin' the same jeans as yesterday anyway? Too poor to get a different pair of jeans?"
"Nah, I stayed at your mom's house last night and didn't get a chance to change, motherfucker."
"Real funny. Stop talking about my mom before I slap you upside your ugly-ass head."
"That's why my ugly head is thinkin' of all different kinds of ways to whup your ass tonight!"
"You know not to fuck with me!"
"Are you gonna shut the fuck up and play or what?"
"Yeah I'll play. I show you how the real G's play this game."
"Bitch, close your damn mouth......your breath smells like your uncle's cock and it's stinking up the fuckin' room!"
"That's why you haven't got no pussy in at least a year!"
"It's your turn, fuckface! Just go."
"You got a seven?"
"Go fish."

Point of View 2



I hope I get in front of the line. Soren always buds, but I'm not gonna let that budder bud me today. Miss Addison didn't even noticed him budding me yesterday. I'll clean up my mess before him, then hurry and get to the door first. Well, I guess I have to be second, because Miss Addison said Shawntelle gets to be line leader today. That sucks so bad. I haven't even been line leader yet since my birthday. Well, I'll get in front of Soren when we get down to the lunchroom. I'm getting a burrito today. Or pizza if they have sausage. He thinks he's cool just because his squad won dodgeball in gym. Next time we have gym, I'm winning. Or if we play Ships Across the Ocean, I'm going right at him. He can't even do as many burpies as me. If I'm a captain at recess, I'm not even picking him for my team. We scored three touchdowns yesterday without him. But I want one of those Vikings pencils he got from his mom.

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

Dialogue

Speech Flavor--

"Good afternoon, sweetheart. Are you ready for some supper? Just sit yourself down on the davenport. You're soaking wet. Didn't you bring a parasol? For heaven's sakes!"

Not Quite a Fight--

"I didn't like that Jew joke," Tim's father mumbled between bites of his barbecue sandwich. "That was overboard."
"You just didn't like it because you don't like Alec Baldwin and Steve Martin, Dad." Tim dipped a fry in the ketchup on his father's plate. They got together once a month for dinner before a game.
"No, that's not it. Did you see Ethan Cohen's reaction? The camera panned to him, and he didn't like it. You could tell. He's Jewish you know."
"Why did it bother you? Everyone in the crowd was laughing."
"Not Ethan Cohen. He didn't think it was funny. I bet Jews didn't think it was funny. You don't use a joke about a Nazi hunter looking for Jews. That's sensitive. Especially in Hollywood."
"I don't know, Dad. I guess we can agree to disagree. I don't think it was meant in bad taste."
"Well if we can make jokes like that, why can't we make jokes about black people?"
Tim's father seemed to come back to this often.
"Whenever somebody tells a black joke, everyone is up in arms. Especially the black leaders. Jesse Jackson or Al Sharpton would probably be ranting and raving on CNN the next day!"
"I think that's different. I guess it depends on the joke. But aren't a lot of black jokes based on negative stereotypes? The joke at the Oscars was stereotyping Jewish people, it was stereotyping Hollywood."
"Tim, you don't get it." Tim's father leaned forward and stopped chewing. He wiped his lips with a napkin, which he rarely did. "I have friends who are Jews. I sympathize with the Jews. You don't make jokes about the Holocaust. What if they said something about blacks being on welfare or being better slaves than actors? It's a double standard."
"Dad, those are two totally different things." He patted his father on the arm, knowing full well he'd heard his father tell Jew jokes in the past. He wasn't sure if his father wanted to ignore that, or if he had just forgotten. "Let's agree to disagree."
"I'm taking you home." Tim's father deadpanned. "You and your sister don't respect me. And it pisses me off. I'd never talk to my father the way you and Mindy talk to me."

Monday, April 5, 2010

Point of View

Childhood Memory--

Today is Easter! It's warm out.

After we eat breakfast, I have to go to church with my mom and dad and little sister. I don't like church. Most of it is just sitting and listening. My butt starts to get sore. Mainly the man up front just talks and talks and keeps talking about stuff I don't know about. I think he's called the priest. He's pretty old.

Also, we do a lot of standing, kneeling, sitting back down, kneeling and standing back up. I don't sing in church, but I mouth the words so everyone thinks I'm singing. But I'm really not singing.

My parents sit between me and my sister. They probably think we're gonna bother each other. I bug her a little bit when my parents get in line for the crackers.

When we get home it's time for the Easter egg hunt. The Easter Bunny put stuff in my basket.....mostly jelly beans (I don't really like jelly beans that much, but they look nice) and chocolate. My dad is gonna give us 10 cents for every egg we find, and I know most of the hiding spots from last year. So I'll probably beat my sister! Oh, and he sad we get an extra dollar if we find the last egg. I'm not sure what I'll spend a whole dollar on. Maybe some Nerds. Or maybe that gum that has juice in it.

After that, my grandma will come over for dinner. I don't like ham.


Unreliable Narrator--

I was at the Twins game with my husband, William. This young kid bumped into me, and he was trying to reach into my purse! He and a bunch of his other friends started laughing right after that. They were probably laughing at me, but inside I was laughing at them. They're the ones that are going to end up in jail someday. The joke's on them!

I'm not racist. I'm not saying they were trying to steal just because they're black. Or colored. Or African-American. Whichever it is nowdays. I swear I saw his hand reaching for my purse. He said "Excuse me," but it was all part of the plan. I've read about things like this. Plus, he was wearing a red cap, and that's a gang color.

I just feel bad for these kids. They probably live in North Minneapolis, and I'm sure they're taught how to steal just to get by. I even voted for Obama. It's good to have a black man in the White House. My friends and I were joking around on Book Club night.......Cynthia said it should be called "The Black House" now......or at least the "Beige House." She's so funny. I think she had her fill of Chardonnay that night!

But seriously, I remember driving through the ghetto once when William took a wrong turn (as usual!), and I just felt so guilty. There were people running around everywhere. There were babies crawling across the street. I even saw a couple prostitutes, and a some guys that had to be gangsters or pimps. They were walking into McDonald's. At least they can afford a Happy Meal with their welfare checks. And I mean that sincerely. That's one of the great things about America.

So when those little black boys were laughing at me, I was crying for them. If they just would've asked me for some money, I would have happily given them some. After all, those sandwiches at Target Field are pricey! Especially for poor kids from the ghetto!

Monday, March 29, 2010

journals and memory


a childhood memory:

I think I was in second grade (I remember my childhood by grade, not by age). Three girls had been teasing me every day on the playground for a week straight. These girls were bigger, older and meaner. I didn't know them. I didn't know why they picked on me.

I told my teacher, and she did nothing. She said, "Just avoid them." That didn't help.

I told the recess aide. She said, "Try to stay away from them." They didn't get it. The girls were seeking me out, like I was a rabbit and they had just bought a bow.

I told my mom. I'll never forget her advice: "If nobody is willing to help you, then take it into your own hands. Solve the problem yourself."

What do you mean, mom?

"You shouldn't start fights, and you shouldn't hit girls. But I'm giving you permission this one time. The next time they start something, give one of them a good, hard push. Then clench your fists and be ready to fight. I promise they'll leave you alone."

I did just that. I don't think I ever saw those girls again.


things that pleased me:
1. those chicken tenders at Dooley's
2. the smell of Lisa's shampoo
3. driving and listening to my new CD, with very little traffic
4. eggs and bacon on Sunday morning
5. sleeping in on Monday
6. planning my trip to Montana
7. jogging around the lake under the sun
8. drinking wine and reminiscing about Paris
9. kissing Lisa goodbye

things I didn't like:
1. being told I was in charge of interviews at work
2. planning for my new class
3. watching Duke beat Baylor with the refs' help
4. listening to Lisa get mad about my comment
5. Lisa rolling over
6. realizing I didn't know how to work my new DVD player
7. thinking about Easter without Lisa
8. hearing that my soccer player may not play this year
9. realizing that I'm out of milk




characterization

naming various characters:

petty thief- Richard Francois
bitter woman- Tabitha Greene
shy young man- Tim Simpkins
lecherous boss- Arnie Slade
lottery winner- Gladys Merriweather



characteristics of age:

music they listen to
car they drive
style of clothing
hairstyle
physical shape (belly, bags under eyes, stretchmarks, etc)
hair (hairy ears, gray hair, hair on upper lip of woman)
terms they use
how they drive
awareness of money (clipping coupons, etc)
bedtime
TV shows and movies they watch
how they feel about strangers
political views
things they are concerned about
number of children/grandchildren
color of teeth
smell of clothes
hobbies







beginnings


pairs of beginning sentences:

She was free to be concerned about the earthquake in Chile, the calorie count in yogurt and the date of the Dave Matthews concert; after all, she was born to the right pair of sandy-haired parents.

He sat on the bus trying to start a conversation, but it wasn't easy; he smelled of rotting dreams and whatever was in that paper cup.

beginning a story:

Everyone at the table talked to somebody else, except her. She sat staring straight ahead, looking neither interested nor bored. That's what attracted him. He had to know her.

Monday, March 1, 2010

"My Own Diversity" assignment

Dovetailing from the "Where I'm From" poetry assignment, I like to give a writing assignment called "My Own Diversity"......

My students typically feel proud and emboldened after their "Where I'm From" poems; they feel that their voice matters in the classroom, that they have something valuable to say (particularly about themselves), and they realize that writing is not as hard as it's sometimes cracked up to be.

This leads into the "My Own Diversity" assignment, which attempts to subtly teach a more formal writing style (following and outline format) without making it the crux of the lesson. The objective is to have the students reveal themselves in more detail than the poem did, while connecting their background to their future goals. I recently used this assignment in English class of our Community Health Workers program at Summit Academy. Here how it looked:

Knowing yourself and understanding what makes you different from others is an important aspect to community health work. It allows you to put yourself in other people's shoes, while also better enabling you to empower individuals to overcome barriers. For this assignment, you will do the following:

TOPIC 1- Tell me about your background. For example, where did you grow up? How many brothers and sisters do you have? What was your family like?

TOPIC 2- What are some of your favorite things to do or places to go, and why? What are some of your hobbies? What are you passionate about?

TOPIC 3- What makes you different from other people? What qualities make you special? What are your strengths? What things about yourself would you like to improve or work on, and why?

TOPIC 4- How will your diversity (the various things that make you who you are) help you to be a better community health worker? Explain why.

I let the students know that I'm grading spelling, grammar and punctuation. But it's not the focus of the grading. Rather, I'm primarily looking to see that each topic is fully fleshed out, and that the writing is organized by topic.

To me, this is a nice transition from the "Where I'm From" poem, as it helps to take students' ideas from their poem and develop them into a more formal structure. And of course, for many students, they are their own favorite subject.

Monday, February 22, 2010

Where I'm From: a lesson plan



In order to invite students' lives into the classroom (through poetry), I like to teach personalized poetry with a structure called "Where I'm From."

We begin by discussing how writers can reveal things about their lives through their writing. We talk about how writers can illustrate parts of their lives such as family, hobbies, neighborhood life, your house/apartment, sayings, foods, memories, etc.

I ask the students to see what they can deduce about the writers of various "Where I'm From" poems that we read aloud in class. Typically I read the first one, and students invariably volunteer to read those that follow (I generally use 4 examples that I already have).

I continually ask the students to see what they might guess about each author's family life, financial background, ethnicity, etc, using the text as evidence.

After we've read the poems I've provided, I give each student an "Identity Sheet". By now, most students have likely guessed that he/she will be writing his own poem. Most are eager. The Identity Sheet asks the student to list various things:

1. List items in your home, room and/or yard. What do they look like? How do they smell? What makes your house your home?

2. What do you see in your neighborhood? How do you feel when you walk out the front door? What do you call your neighborhood? How do you feel living there?

3. Name some important people in your life (family, friends, inspirational people, favorite musicians, etc.). These people help make you who your are.....explain why.

4. List names of food/family dishes. What do you eat when you all get together? What are your favorites?

5. Sayings: What do you say to your friends? Do family members have a special saying they like to say to you? REMINDER: Keep it appropriate.

6. Name places, people and times your remember from your childhood. Which memories stick out? Why?

When the students have been given a few minutes with this, I ask them to volunteer a couple things from each category.

I explain they will take their list home. They can add to it or subtract from it if they wish. I then tell them they will write a poem simply by mimicking those we went over, incorporating any items from their Identity Sheet as they see fit.

Nearly all the students seem genuinely excited by this time, knowing there are basically no boundaries.

Before I send them home with their assignment, I tell them that a rapper actually wrote his own "Where I'm From" poem, focusing on his hometown. I play them "Brooklyn" by Mos Def.

After the song is over, they are eager to get started. The next day, I ask them to volunteer to read their poem in front of the class. In four years of teaching this, I've only had one student choose NOT to read his/her poem.

The end result is that students feel that their lives are important. They feel included in the classroom. They feel that they have talent, and that they have a voice. And maybe best of all, they see similarities in each others' lives, which creates a better classroom chemistry.

It is a great lesson to begin a school year.

"Brooklyn" by Mos Def

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P3s4pvhMp1s

"Brooklyn"

[Mos Def]
Hey hey, ha ha say what say what
Ha ha bust it yo
Sometimes I feel like I don't have a partner
Sometimes I feel like my only friend
Is the city I live in, is beautiful Brooklyn
Long as I live here believe I'm on fire hey
Cuz it's the B-the-R-the-O-the-O-K
L-Y-N is the place where I stay
The B-the-R-the-O-the-O-K
Best in the world and all USA
It's the B-to-the-R-the-O-the-O-K
L-Y-N is the place where I stay
The B-to-the-R-the-O-the-O-K
Place where I rest is on my born day
Bust it, sometimes I sit back and just reflect
Watch the world go by and my thought connect
I think about the time past and the time to come
Reminesce on Bed-Stuy when I was pride and young
I used to try and come, to the neighborhood function
Throw on my Izod, say a little something
When I was just a youngin, before the days of thuggin
How me and Charlie Chims (aiyyo what?) I'm only buggin
Fast forward, Nine-Now I gotta team my seed
I must proceed at God's speed to perform my deed
Livin the now space and time, round the nine to five
For as long as I'm alive, paw I got to strive
I ain't sittin roadside, that ain't harder to plan
I'm out here for my fam doin all that I can
I love my city, sweet and gritty in land to outskirts
Nickname Bucktown cuz we grown to outburst
Philosophy redefine us, touch mines I touch back
Walk the streets like a sweet and get beat like drum tracks
Catch no shakes over jakes (boomp-boomp!) we bust back
Bring the marty to your face wit no place to run back
I'm from the slums that created the bass that thump back
This ain't a game clown, play ya James Brown and jump back
What you want, Jack? Young cats stash they jums at
Draw they guns back, momma screams where she sons at
Tryin to hunt that, recurring dream of high stakes
The fourth largest, first artist, Brooklyn is the place
Settled by the judge many years ago
Three billion strong and here we go

[Mos Def]
GOOD MORNINNNNNNNNNGG VIETNAM!!!
Ha (back up back up back up back up back up) [repeated in background]
Yo sometimes I sit back, reflect on the place that I live at
Unlike any place I ever been at
The home of big gats, deep dish hammer rim caps
Have a mishap, push ya wig back
Where you go to get the fresh trim at
Four on the jake got the Timb rack
Blue collars metro carding it
Thugs mobbin it, form partnership
Increase armorment, street pharmacist
Deep consequence, when you seek sleek ornaments
You get caught, rode the white horse and can't get off
Big dogs that trick off just get sent off
They shoebox stash is all they seeds gotta live off
It's real yo but still yo, it's love here
And it's felt by anybody that come here
Out of towners take the train, plane and bus here
Must be something that they really want here
One year as a resident, deeper sentiment
Shoutout "Go Brooklyn!", they representin it
Sittin on they front stoop sippin Guinesses
Usin native dialect in they sentences
From the treeline blocks to the tenaments
To the Mom & Pop local shop menaces
Travel all around the world in great distances
And ain't a place that I know that bear resemblance
That's why we it The Planet
Not a borough or a prov, it's our style that's uncalm
From ?sun? to the ? to the Lafayette Gardens
White ?coff guawinas? in they army jacket linings
Yo this goes out to my cats in Coney Isle
Friday night out in front The Himalaya goin wild
This goes out to Crown Heights and Smurv Village
The nighties, and all my ?yarda trenny? Brown's Village
Parkside tennants caught, thirties, forties, and the fifties
The cats out in Starite City gettin busy
To the Hook, to the East, to the Stuy
Bushwick and Kanarcy, Farraget, Fullgreen, and Marcy
My Flatbush posse, generals of armies
When it's time to form, just call me
And let this song be, playin loud in Long B
If you love Bucktown STRONGLY!
RAISE IT UP!

[Mos Def]
Brooklyn my habitat, the place where it happen at
Live sway and the sharp balance of the battle axe
Irons is brandished at, thugs draw they hammer back
It's where you find the news tool crew cameras at
It's where my fam is at, summertime jame is at
They play Big and get you open like a sandal back
Hotter than candle wax, hustlin you can't relax
The crack babies tryin to find where they mama's at
It's off the handle black, wit big police scandals that
Turn into actions screenplays sold to Miramax
The type of place where they check your appearance at
And cats who know where all the hot 'lo gear is at
The stompin grounds, where you find a pound, smoke is that
Be blazin charm that have your wave cap floatin back
The doorstep where the disposessed posted at
Dope fiends out at Franklin Ave sellin zovarax
You big ballin better keep your money folded back
Cuz once the young guns notice that it's over, black
Brooklyn keep on takin it, worldwide we known for that
Flossy cats get it snatched like the local tax
The place I sharpen up my baritone vocals at
Where one of the greatest MC's was a local cat


Monday, February 15, 2010

Poem 4



this is a circus
blue donkeys and red elephants
which team are you on?
go team go!
the other guys are the enemy
whatever they say is wrong,
my teammates are always right
ideas are irrelevant
donkey versus elephant
pick a side
pick a side
pick a side
pick a damn side
no time to think
too difficult
what did they say? is it bad?
i'm not sure.......tell me who said it
what color was their jersey?
pick a side
pick a side
pick a side
pick a damn side
doesn't matter what he chooses
who wins?
who really loses?
this is a circus





Assignment 3



purpose: to show how voice can affect the reading of a poem, and how an audience might receive a poem differently based on voice

setup: pass out 2 magazine/newspaper photos to each student. photos should be a variety of images- from cartoon characters to politicians, athletes, random people in various states of emotion, even to animals, etc.......the idea is to get as wide a range of individuals as possible.

each student will also receive a short poem from the teacher (any poem will do).

students will them be asked to imagine how their 2 characters might read the poem.

for example, a student might receive a photo of a circus clown crying, and a photo of Beyonce. they will read the poem in their imagined voice of each.

wrap up: students will write a short feedback page on the exercise, answering questions such as-- how did the meaning of poem change withe the different voices? what messages still came through? which way did you like better? why? which voice is closer to your own? why? which voice do you think the author would choose? why?



allan wolf

i really like the youtube clip of allan wolf that our group picked.......

it reminded me of reading shel silverstein in elemntary school, the first time i remember really liking poetry. it has a great mix of melodrama and ridiculousness.

the way he peformed two poems in particular was intriguing. in both "your mother's other name" and ".......the hippo" (i forgot the name), allan wolf incorporated his young audience. it's a great device to hook them in. whether it's call-and-response or volunteering information, the audience plays a role in the performance.....this is especially useful for an audience of children.

but the lesson can be extended to teaching......when they are involved and can make a connection to something, they will be more engaged and ultimately get more out of it.

he also repeats lines, like a hook in a song. this makes it more rhythmic and easy to follow for young kids.

another thing that works is using words with sort of a musical quality to them.......words that sound interesting when vocalized. alliteration would be an example of this.

Monday, February 8, 2010

Poem 4


From the long lost thrill
of patience run dry
a river of hope
rubs the rock
into sand that falls
for the pouting pull
of gravity in full
until the last
lingering current
cares less of events
and more about tents
loved ones held
in arms that only trigger
warmth up and down
from boot to crown
an undertow
above the head
below the soul
where children
dare to dare
and adults with equal fare
let loose
their minds and dreams
into the stream that runs
uphill downwind
cross country sideways
heaven sent hellbent
with a cold northern wind
and a soft southern grin
wet from the westerly
breeze of eastern ease
blowing rings
of soft smoke
through no smoking pipe dreams
you lie believing
in some truth that
no one felt the need to create
a place to gravitate
a moment evolved
a time
a space
us
and all of you


Monday, February 1, 2010

Creative Writing Assignment 2



This can be done in small or large groups and at any grade level (very simple assignment):

First student write one word, phrase or short paragraph (depending on grade level), second student as a word, phrase or short paragraph, and so on.

The goal is for a group to create a poem or story, with each student relying only on the previous student's writing as a jumping-off point.






Poem 3




Yellow- the color of our carpet that I played on
Green was the color of the grass that wore away
White was the generic cans when money was tight
Black- the color of my grandma's resting place
Orange was the juice I drank getting ready for school
Red- my face that day in the lunchroom
Purple was my ankle when my dreams died
Blue was how I felt when she walked out the door



Poem 2


A great week.....
Monday I learned how to read, everyone telling me how smart I was
Tuesday was the day I kissed Julie on the bus, classmates staring me down
On Wednesday I could finally drive, and I cried when grandma disappeared
Thursday I got a degree and a job (I guess I'll be a teacher)
And Friday was a time to explore the world and my own true self
Saturday is making a new life with Lisa, forgetting Michelle
Today is.......well, the sun is coming up.

Sunday, January 31, 2010

a creative writing assignment



1. teacher will fill an assortment of sandwich baggies with small slips of paper-- each slip has one word on it.

2. students will each get a baggy.

3. students will write a poem or short story incorporating the words they've been given (of course they can use other words as well).

4. teacher should specify the desired length of poem/story.

* this assignment can also be done with a partner or in small groups, with each student contributing the words in their baggy

* teacher can modify the difficulty of assignment simply by modifying the difficulty of the words, depending on grade level, reading level, etc.

* this assignment could be utilized to incorporate new vocabulary words, spelling words, foreign language words, etc.




a great website for teaching creative writing




webenglishteach.com/creative.html#

this site has lots of ideas for creative writing lesson plans and assignments.......


Monday, January 25, 2010

Poem 1


I dwell in this cell
This is a state-imposed hell
Nowhere to run to, baby
Nowhere to hide

Gray walls peeling, water dripping
The floor is as cold as my dreams
My frustration it bursts at the seams
The man's schemes and plans got me caged and enraged

The dude on my left says it's not my fault
He'll pay my bail to bust me outta jail
The Man on my right just ignores me
And why is he dressed nicer than me?

I used to like bars, but now I hate 'em
A guard outside stares at my jumpsuit
Color of a Halloween pumpkin
I have no chance with this thing on; no way I can escape

I dwell in this cell
This is a self-imposed hell