Back I'm Santa Cruz, that is. Idiot that I am, I left one class' ungraded papers in Los Gatos yesterday. So I'm meeting Baby Mama's Daddy in SC to pick them up. On the plus side, with my phone, I'm getting all my blogging and facebooking taken care of.
Now, Baby Mama's Daddy (not to be confused with Baby Daddy) always tells me that I spend too much time grading. He's one of those old teachers who tells me what I should and shouldn't be doing. And then when he's done laughing at me (it's always with a smile on his face), he hands me some curriculum that he's developed over the years. He just gave me a bunch of stuff about Mississippi Burning for my sophomores who are getting ready to read Black Boy. Priceless.
As for my students, I helped a student change his grade tom an F (he was at a 58%) to B- today. We went over the A Raisin in the Sun test he failed, we watched key scenes in the movie, and we discussed major plot points. His new grade might not the truest assessment of what he learned, but the smile on his face was priceless. I'm not sure he's gotten anything as high as a B since elementary school--if even then. If nothing breeds success like success, them I might get some higher order thinking out of him by the end of the year. Oh, and the B, it took some time and effort on his end. I didn't just hand it to him. And now I have him hooked on being a good student.
Earth Sized Planets
2 days ago
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That's what teaching is really about: meeting a kid where he's at, and helping him get further along. Good job. He'll remember Raisin in the Sun forever-- and that you took the time to help him.
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