Please excuse the short post this week: our classes as well
as our first student teaching placements wrap up next week, and this Friday is
the deadline for my Term III lesson design and analysis project. Yikes! I am up
to my ears in notes, artifacts, and emotions regarding the small group lessons
I taught, and I am now trying to reflect on them in order to take lessons from
both the good and the bad aspects of these attempts into my future teaching.
Amidst this grad school work, I have continued to find
tremendous value in the time I spend at my placement. In addition to my work
with the kids, I’m also learning from the interactions between my classroom
mentor and the parents. Last week I had
the opportunity to participate in parent-teacher conferences, and this
experience helped me develop a greater appreciation of the role that a teacher
gets to play in a child’s “village”. Throughout the term I have really admired
the way that my classroom mentor has interacted with parents with both respect
and frankness. She even invited parents on two occasions to come into the
classroom to watch how she supports their children in learning to read. Many
eagerly attended, hungry for strategies they could use at home, and she gave
them tips such as how to make read-alouds more purposeful. Similarly, at last week’s conferences I
witnessed collaborative conversations about how to best support children. I
have to admit I was a bit nervous about how some of the conferences would go,
particularly those with parents of kids who are not doing well academically;
but it was actually really nice to see how these parents did not get indignant
or defensive - instead they were genuinely interested in how they could help
their students do better. I appreciated how my mentor spoke with the parents
(and even the students who often accompanied them) honestly, but also
gently. She emphasized student progress
and seemed to truly believe that these students could continue to improve even
if they’re not passing right now. It still does not quite sit right with me
that, within our current system, many teachers must assign letter grades to
children as young as my first graders; but if grades must exist, I would prefer
they be spoken about as temporary indications of progress, rather than ultimate
labels of a student’s ability.
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