Saturday School Boo Hoo and Area!

I hope you enjoyed your Dr. Shoosh Day today! There was a lot of Shooshiness at our school, but in third grade, we don't really get to do anything.

I do have Saturday School tomorrow, though, so there you go.
I know, I didn't even do anything wrong. And I'm still being punished.

We do Saturday School for kids who are struggling to prepare the The Test. That's really what it is.
We do get paid.
We don't HAVE to do it, but we kind of HAVE to do it, because if we don't, somebody else has to work with our kids, and what creep dumps their kids on somebody else and doesn't show up? AND if the kid doesn't pass, it's like, "And she didn't do Saturday School and let him fail?!"

This year, we also have additional Saturday School days to address "Summer School." Why? Cause there's not enough $$ for summer school this year.
Personally, I think Summer School is a bunch of bologna
(Have you noticed it's not satisfying to spell it 'bologna'? It feels better baloney).
It's baloney the way we do it, anyway.

It's, like, ten half-days of a super structured curriculum.
But let's stop and think about why kids are in summer school.....
1. They can't read.
2. They can't focus.
3. They can't take a test.

If they can't take a test, maybe the curriculum will help. Probably not. Test-taking strategies might.
If they can't focus, a boring worksheet curriculum won't help at all, for sure.
If they can't read, the only thing that will help is reading instruction focused at filling in the gaps they have. Not a boring worksheet curriculum written at grade level.
And ten days? We couldn't do it in 180. 10 isn't gonna make a dent.
SO it's baloney.

This is what we did this week. Stuff like this MIGHT help. For math, at least. For reading, I think I already addressed it in my "Guided Reading" vegetables or whatever post.
So that's my rant.


This week, we were working with area. In our Math Notebooks, we did a little writing about area, including my area song.
Ready?
Super easy.
To the tune of "The Farmer in the Dell."

Area is inside.
Area is inside.
Count the squares inside the shape
cause area is inside.

I know, right? It all makes sense now.

It addresses the standard for third graders where I live - they have to be able to count up square units including half-units. But you could easily change the third line to something, "Find the space inside the shape," or something else.

We, by which I mean, my student teacher, (oh, the blessings of someone else to crawl around the floor) taped off various areas in the classroom using masking tape. We labeled these as Area Stations, A-E. Some were simple arrays, and some were more complicated, using half-squares that had to be combined.

The kids circulated through the stations in teams, sketched, and recorded the area of each shape on the output side of their notebooks. Yes, graph paper would have been ideal.
Shocker: I was not prepared. So we did without. 
Everybody was ok.

We kept it simple because that's where they are at this stage of the concept.
The best part? Kids could stand in the squares, move through the squares, count them by touching. Their little fingers could DO something. And they got to 'help' each other - I LOVE to hear kids actually helping and demonstrating, rather than just telling an answer.
Verbalizing thought processes=learning :)

They got a kick out of it, it was suuuuuuppppper easy and everybody learned something! :) Of course, the last step in their notebooks was to write about what they learned.

AND! Ta-DA!
My Jamie O'Rourke and the Big Potato Literacy Pack! YAY!
This is why I did a pack for both Jamie O'Rourkes: I found my Pooka book first, so I did it first. Then, I found my Big Potato book, and thought.... yup, I'm doing this one. So the week before Spring Break (a.k.a. Thank God Week), we're going to do some work with the Big Potato book, but either one would be cool.  You can get it at TPT or Teacher's Notebook! 

Warning: No value to this post whatsoever *Freebie

Ah, bacon and eggs. The staples of my diet.
And a glass of wine.
I'm not much fancy.

On a post the other day, Laura asked me "How do you find the time?" because I've posted a lot of products in a short amount of time.

I'm just going to speak honestly.
This is mostly because I'm nuts.
I'm nuts in that I am perfectly happy working till 5:30, coming home after work, sitting on the couch while shoving eggs and bacon in my face, watching Sarah Silverman while blogging/making stuff/planning/complaining to friends on the phone.

I think that might make me sound bitter.

My mother always says, "You always have time for the things you do first."
She makes up a lot of stuff, but this one is true.
What do I do first? Sit and work on my laptop.

I do other stuff too.
These things include...
going to my mom's house and looking in the fridge.
avoiding taking my brother to Barnes & Noble because he's too expensive.
going to my other brother's house and demanding free stuff they've gotten from extreme couponing
watching movies while eating enormous amounts of butter with a little popcorn
sitting at my hunny's house watching Fringe or Mad Men
playing board games
watching my dogs bother the cats
reading
visiting friends and drinking quantities of wine

Okay, I just realized I do WAY less stuff than I used to do.
I used to have adventures all the time. I think my hunny made me more content to stay home.


In case you're interested in other mother-isms, (things my mother says) here are a couple:

• "Nobody knows what I know." said in a very spooky voice.
• "Neither a leader nor a follower be." Sound familiar? It's modified from Shakespeare's "Neither a lender nor a borrower be." But she thinks she has it right.
• "Nobody knows how dumb you are until you open your mouth." She's not talking to "you" exactly; it's more of a generalization.

There are lots more. These are the first three I thought of when I thought of my mother. She's very quotable.

Can you tell I don't want to talk about work?

I will say two things:
1. I'm working on another Jamie O'Rourke unit, but this one is for Jamie O'Rourke and the Big Potato.
2. Today, I had a walk-through from my principal. Two of my kids actually approached the guided reading table during a guided reading lesson. This is forbidden. You never come to the table unless you're already at the table. I nearly lost it. I was furious, because these two were being deliberately naughty! Then I read my evaluation. "Great job multitasking between guided reading group and the rest of the class. Good job redirecting." Phwew. Not what I would've written, but I'm thankful.

Sorry about this valueless post. I've had quantities of wine that will go unwritten. Tomorrow should be better.

I was about to write, "And at least it's Friday!" but I have to teach Saturday School for nine Saturdays.
Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Want a March calendar? Grab it at TPT.

Pigphony and please pin *Freebie

Yes.
Please pin stuff from my blog.
To me, that's free advertising. It's not like it's not linked back.
Maybe there are reasons people don't want others to pin stuff.
I'm sure there are.
But I don't have any. So pinnity pin pin.

Also, the promised pigphony.

I warn you: this is pretty ridicuous. It's a very weird post. But I promised my hunny I would write it, and he had a bad day, so we have to make him happy.

My hunnybun and I decided to celebrate Valentine's Day a little late this year. By celebrate, I mean actually leave the house and do something other than go to Target. We postponed because, on Saturday, the symphony was performing his favorite symphony of all time: Antonin Dvorak's 9th Symphony, New World Symphony. 

For reference, it sounds like this.

It's very serious (symphonies usually are).

My experience with symphonies is limited. I don't listen to them much - not opposed to them, just don't think about it much. I attended one on a field trip when I was a kid, but all I remember about it is the pretty dress I wore with a big red flower on it.

So honestly, when I hear symphonies....

I think of...

Bugs Bunny.

Well, the other day, we were listening to this symphony in the car, in preparation for our 'fancy date' (one of THREE since I met this man three years ago - not three FANCY dates; three dates at all. ever.)

He was singing some of the parts and it sounded funny to me.

Like what? you ask.

Like a pig.

Like a little pig, singing.

Like a little pig, singing, "I'm just a little pig. Please don't eat me."

Now, I know that sounds absolutely stupid. I'm not denying this. But the other day, I mentioned the pigphony, and I figured I better follow through.

So once I had established a protagonist (a precious little piggins) I had to have an antagonist. A farmer. With an axe. And a pitchfork.

I made up lyrics that had him say things like, "I must eat ALL the pigs!" and "Where have you gone, O Pig?"

The pig hides behind a cow. 

The farmer sings about bacon.

The pig begs for his life.

The farmer sings about ham.

The pig keeps hiding.

I acted this out in my den.

Then, the pig has a nightmare - keep in mind, this is all inspired by the symphony; the plot makes perfect sense with the music in my head. 

The farmer almost catches the pig.

And then....I didn't hear the end of the symphony, so I wasn't sure what happened at the end. I was sincerely worried.

So on Saturday night, we went to the symphony. 

In the middle of the fourth movement (the best part for the pig), my hunny looked at me and started to giggle. 

Then he stopped.

Then we got to the part where the pig is hiding behind a cow.

He giggled.

Then he stopped.

Then we got to the end, during which I realized what happens.

The pig trots away, so fast, on his little pig feet, and the farmer stands, holding his pitchfork, looking forlorn.

All you can see is the little piggin's little pig bottom disappearing over a hill, his curly tail bouncing behind.

I was very relieved.

After the pigphony was over, I informed my hunny about what the ending was. He was relieved too. 

But I think I still ruined the symphony for him, because now, instead of the glorious "Going Home," he is going to hear a little pig begging for his life and trotting into the distance.

I'm sorry that was so weird. I had to keep my promise.

To say I'm sorry, here's a freebie thing, black and white for easy printing: 

Click it to grab it from TPT.

Guided reading: vitamins in your reading diet *Freebie

I did promise.
So even though I really want to talk about these things...
*Fringe (what the what?!)
*Pigphony (like symphony, but pigs. More later)
*Room, which I just finished reading. O.M.G.

I am going to talk about something even more exciting!
Yes, you guessed it! Guided reading!

Guided reading is like vegetables for reading. You need a little bit every day.
For healthy readers, they might need less concentrated doses.
But for struggling unhealthy readers, you gotta hit em hard with consistent amounts.

At our school, guided reading is one of the few consistent initiatives we have - everybody does it, everybody's been trained in it, everybody has to provide evidence of it.

Space for Guided Reading

Read more about how to organize space for guided reading here!

Structure of a Lesson
There's a formal lesson plan sheet we have to use to plan every lesson, but I don't know if I'm allowed to share it. Don't want to get in trouble!

The important part is it's done at the student's instructional reading level - not grade level, necessarily. We work through grade level text all day. This is an 18-minute (approximately) block of time where the kid gets to practice strategies on a text he or she can almost manage.

When appropriate, we start with practicing some high frequency words.
The more able readers don't really need that.

Then we do a little word work - could be blends, digraphs, syllable patterns, vowel teams, rhyming words, prefixes, suffixes, decoding strategies, even synonyms/antonyms, context clues.

Next, we introduce our focus strategy. I've always used "Good readers" statements.
"Good readers stop and think about what's important from their reading."
"Good readers read to the end of the word."
Although, I recently heard "Thoughtful readers."

We preview the text, plant some language they'll need, predict words and ideas they expect to encounter, access background knowledge - all that stuff.

Then they read. Independently. Teacher works with individual students, prompting them through the text and recording anecdotal notes.

Afterwards, we praise & reteach.

Read more about planning for guided reading here.

Structure of Groups
I meet with two groups a day. My most struggling group meets with me daily (M-F).
My next most struggling group I see three days a week (M,T,W). Then I see a group on Thursday, a group on Friday, and my highest group meets with me Wednesday during breakfast. They're actually slightly ahead of the game, so they don't need as much direct instruction.

Read more about grouping students here!

Documentation

This is my bee-utiful guided reading binder!

Each group has a divider a plasticky divider.

I keep lesson plans behind the plastic pocket. Then there are individual dividers for each student in the group.  That's where I keep the running records.

Read more about organizing your binder here!

Inside the kids' folders, they have a reading level tracker to keep track of their reading levels. I mostly use it with my more struggling (below grade level) groups, to motivate them to work hard during guided reading. They notice when they move up, and they feel proud!

You can get the reading level tracker (and SO MUCH MORE) for free! Just enter your email address below to get freebies and tips for guided reading right in your inbox!

All of these guided reading materials are in my TpT store! Check it out!

How'd you meet your hunny?! Linky Party!!

Ahh, the season of love.

Or looooooove, as I hear it in my head.

This season is love for double reasons.
#1 is obviously Valentine's Day.
#2 is it's my hunnybun's birthday on the day before Valentine's Day.

Awwww loooooove.

I think I've already mentioned that, when we first met, he thought this meant that we didn't have to celebrate Valentine's Day.

Don't worry. We fixed that up right quick.

Anyway, I'm kind of nosy when it comes to this love stuff.
Looooooooove.

I want to know everybody's business.
So I'm gonna be brave.
I figure, I should get the ball rolling by sharing a story first, and then,
maybe
if you're very very nice
and don't want me to develop a blog complex
about being the only one at my linky party
you'll link up, too
and tell us
ok, mostly me...

Now, I want to be fair.
I didn't have a hunny for a loooong time.
I spent my fair share of evenings drinking wine
eating frosting (I know. Counterproductive to catching a man)
and watching Bridget Jones.
So I get it.
If you don't currently have a hunny,
you can write about how you would LIKE to meet your hunny,
which means you can write whatever fantasy you'd like.

Cause if I was writing that post,
it definitely wouldn't go like this:

I've worked for my school district for 9 years.
A few years ago, my campus had a disaster.
By that I mean there was mold.
In the campus.
On everything.
In the air.
In the library.
It ruined ALL the books in the WHOLE library
and damaged LOTS of stuff in the WHOLE school.
My school had to be bused every day across town to a vacant old school building
that was gross
and didn't have anything in it
and that was our home for a year.

To make an incredibly long story short
ish,
I wasn't too happy.
Nobody was.
And then-
dun-dun-DUNNNNN
worse news
we were going to have to move classrooms again.

Nope.
I had it.
So I went and spoke at a board meeting.
I wasn't very nice
but I wasn't that mean either
but it got the job done
because other people heard and helped us
and we didn't have to move again.
I wasn't a favorite in the public relations office,
but then,
I could live with that.

Well, two months later, my friend nagged me into setting up a Yahoo! personal profile.
I know.
Ew, some say.
But it was kind of fun.
'Something to do' as my mother would say.
So I did it
and started checking out some dudes online.
I 'winked' at this cute guy
who looked like Fred Flintstone
and said he worked for my district, in multimedia.

Multimedia, I thought.
Instructional Technology Department, probably.

A week went by.
A week!
I was seeing other guys from the site, but they were pretty lame boring weird much not for me.
Finally, he responded!
First we just emailed,
but finally,
when he manned up and called,
when his brother made him do it
we got to talking on the phone. He said,
"You know, I see so many teachers. I'm surprised we've never met."

Taking a long shot, I said,
"Well, do you remember that teacher from ___fill in school name___ who came and spoke at the board meeting?"

"YEAH! The crazy who ripped everybody a new *%&hole?"he said, in an animated tone.

........

"Yes. That was me," I said, charitably.

.........

"Ah. Well......then I do remember you," he pathetically responded. "I work in public relations. We recorded it. My boss isn't too crazy about you."

Yeesh.

Later, I was able to ask this man,
who would eventually be my hunnybun,
"What did you think when you called me a crazy?"
He said, "Open mouth. Insert foot. I was mostly just relieved that you didn't get upset."

Of course I didn't get upset. I knew I looked like a crazy.
People who stick up for kids always do.
Creeps.

Anyway, we set a time to meet
three years ago
in a Village Inn
fancy
and fell in
looooooove.
Now I'm working on step 2.
You know,
the bling.

But anyway, that's How I Met My Hunny.

All right!
I spilled the embarrassing beans!
And keep in mind, this is my first linky party
EVER
and I'm having anxiety about it.
please
please
please
please
please

And if this thing doesn't work, please tell me! :)

Multiplication - Division Connection: Cousins.

Multiplication and Division are cousins.

Did you know that?
They're totally related. That's what we figured out today in math -
during a totally mind-blowing lesson
that I'm going to share with you.

We've been working with arrays and how they represent multiplication.
I've tried to cultivate this language: combining the same amount over and over.
It's starting to click.

So we worked on this foldable.
-If you've read my Math Notebooks: Pink? post, you know why it's obnoxiously pink.
It's cause I'm such a good sport.


First we did the left side (about five days ago).
We wrote problems that required multiplication on the outside flap.
On the inside, we drew a sketch of what was happening in the problem.
Then we drew the array.

That was just the left side. The first problem reads: "Mary has 8 bags of candy. She has 10 pieces in each bag. How many pieces of candy does Mary have in all?"

Not exactly rocket science, but pretty challenging for my little guys.
It was only two months ago that I amazed them all with my mathematical magic: regrouping.
Anyway, we drew the actions of the problem (equal groups being combined)
and sketched an array with 8 rows and 10 in each row, for a total of 80.

So today,
I blew their minds.
We've been working with division for a few days.
We have already identified that an array can represent multiplication AND division.
The kids said they were totally down with this idea.
They got it.
No problem.

I KNEW they were faking it.

So today, I handed out the foldables again.
On the right side, we wrote this problem:
"Mary has 80 pieces of candy. She is putting an equal amount of candy in each of 8 bags. How many pieces of candy will be in each bag?"

You get it, right?
Same problem?
Same objects?
Same amounts?
Different angle?
Instead of combining over and over, we're taking away over an over. What you may call...division!

But no one seemed to notice that it was the same idea.
They WERE faking it!
Buncha fakers.
So we sketched the actions of problem inside the the foldable.
(a total being shared equally into groups)
Then we drew the array.
80 total, 8 rows, 10 in each row.
Then I said,
"So,  open your flaps and look at the arrays......
Notice anything?"

And Randy went, "OH!"
but it was an "OH" that is impossible to capture in text.
It was like, "Oh, the universe makes sense to me now!" in only two letters: O.H.

And it should make sense now.
Because it was the same array for both problems.
Because multiplication and division are inverse operations, or, as we say in third grade,
opposites.

We wrote on the back of our foldable.
I don't know how to teach without having kids write about their thinking. This was kind of a fast one, just to record some basic reflections:

So the kids had kind of an epiphany
and now the world is a logical place.
Multiplication and division are related. They are inverse operations, representing groups, an amount in each group, and a total. The difference is...
which parts to you have?
and
which part are you trying to find?

So that's why they're cousins.

Question: How do you blow your kids' minds? What are they the most surprised to learn?

On a different level, I recently added a couple of very basic math games to my TPT and Teacher's Notebook stores.
They're made for Kinder, mostly: Number matching. Each pack includes cards with numbers 0 through 20 in word form, number form, tallies, and pictures for students to match.

There are three different styles:
Rainy Day Number Matching TPT and Teacher's Notebook

 and Have a Heart Number Matching for Valentine's Day TPT and Teacher's Notebook

 Lucky Number Matching for St. Patrick's Day TPT and Teacher's Notebook

Couldn't help myself.
KPM Doodles is SOOOO cute.