It rained today.
I know I already mentioned that we do not have hallways at our school. It’s an “outside” school. My door goes to the classroom. That’s all. We have to be out in the rain to go to the bathroom, the cafeteria, the library, the office, you get the picture . . .
IT RAINED TODAY. I didn’t get to see my grown up friends until lunch time and then we all looked like wet rats (and yes, I did bring my umbrella but the wind kept threatening to make me Mary Poppins AND it rained sideways on us so it didn’t really matter anyway) and we were too wet and tired to talk. So we all just got our lunches out of the fridge and swam back to our rooms. Then we got to see each other again at our PTT meeting. With the staff. I prefer the days when it’s just my grade level and me. But we were with the staff. And the principal. And she didn’t want us to talk. She wanted us to reflect. This was an extremely difficult task. I am really happy to be home now.
Oh, and did I mention that I am in the middle of my Language Arts District Assessments? And how the kids just HAVE to go to the bathroom because they WANT to get wet in the rain and it is ever so exciting and they have to tell all their friends to go try it???? Not the bathroom (because they do not need to go) but that they have to try getting WET on the way to the bathroom. YES, I WANT TO SAY NO. NO NO NO NO you can NOT go to the bathroom. Sit down, little rascal. Pretend to be busy while I give this little kiddo the rhyming portion of the test. But as soon as I say no, someone will have an accident. You know it’s true. I hope you’re nodding along while you read this.
IN SUMMARY, I am tired.
But since we’ve been working on summarizing, I thought I’d share Sammy with you. Here’s the little fellar.
I know he’s not new. Maybe you have something similar. I don’t know. But I got him from a friend from a friend and then I had to make him cuter. So this is Sammy. When I first introduce Sammy, I talk with my Texan/Okie accent. I have one. Wish you could hear it rawt now becawse I am usin’ it. I grew up in Texas and Oklahoma and I love to use my accent when it suits my fancy. My kids stare at me like I have lost my mind but that happens about fourteen other times during the day, as well, so it’s kind of normal. I also have a lasso. Which is a fancy word for a clotheline that I had my husband tie up into a lasso. And the knot is “moveable” or however you want to say it. It’s a visual. I will read a story about something (let’s say a dog) and I get the lasso really, really, really small and say “This story is about a dog.” This shows the kids that I did not really summarize the story. Then I get the lasso really, really, really big and I say every itty bitty thing about the story. I give away all of the information and basically retell the story word for word. This is all done with my accent. Finally, I get the lasso JUST RIGHT and say the perfect summary. And then, just for kicks and giggles, I play the theme song “Bonanza” on my iPod and let the kids tell their shoulder partners a summary about the book. Rawt now, we are tryin’ to keep our summary within one or two sentences. Such as, “This story is about a dog that runs away.” or “This story is about a dog that is gigantic and gets into all kinds of trouble.”
Later, at the listening center, my kids use this recording sheet to practice the skill. Any old sort of book would work.