16 December 2010

Scattered Thoughts.

It's snowing outside. And by "snowing," I mean that all surfaces appear to be white. It wasn't snowing this morning when I decided to bike to work and school. It is snowing now. And it does appear that the snowing will continue through my class and commute (walking my bike) home. I'm trying to convince myself to appreciate the beauty which is softly falling snow.
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A few hours from now, I'll have completed the last class of my first semester as a graduate student. About that, I feel ... meh? I've enjoyed one of my three classes this semester, felt a bit disappointed by the other two (including the one that still claims this evening). I'll keep writing and reading and working over the "break," so as nice as it will be to take a couple weeks off from attending classes, my life won't be that much different. I'm looking forward to next semester, though: I've got some really interesting (for me) classes potentially lined up.
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I'm facilitating a holiday party tomorrow afternoon. At the library where I work on Friday afternoons. With the members of my conversation group, "Let's Speak English!" Good people, good group. I'm looking forward to the party - and potential cornucopia of tasty ethnic treats (although my Russian friends are disappointed by my "no vodka at the library" rule). I admit: I'll miss my LSE group over the holiday season, and I'm looking forward to starting up again at some point in January.
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Also starting in January: I've been officially hired as an "Intern Lecturer" at a university-level English language program. I'll be teaching an elective class entitled "American Culture & Conversation." To be honest, it was an exhilarating feeling to write my own syllabus a few days ago! How's that for the resume?
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Goal for tonight: finish preparing Christmas cookies for tomorrow's party.
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Goal for the next couple weeks: lots of background reading for my spring courses (and for my academic discipline in general), figuring out how to balance (potentially) four part-time jobs and a full-time course load, and submitting a book review for publication.
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Oh, and talking myself into enjoying the snow.
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That last one might take the most work of all...

14 December 2010

28th november 2009.

silence,
in this city of never-quite-dark,
night has fallen,
but my mind will not rest.
slipping not into sleep,
returning instead to that night.

that night.
again.

it fills my thoughts too often,
spilled water,
whispered words,
light kisses,
too-tight hugs,
reddened eyes,
six escalators past security,
and time to board.

that night -
so sure i was doing the right thing,
it had to be right,
it had been right,
how couldn't it be?
- shattering my own heart
and some others.

tear-streaked journal pages,
that catch in my throat,
a punch to the gut,
so much was lost,
like sand thrown into the wind -

i live with few regrets,
but,
that night
cannot be reclaimed.

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a year has passed
and more,
yet still
that night
haunts my nights.

07 December 2010

Reverse Chronology.


some nights, you just have to dress up...


(new) worm bin!

orchid for the teacher.

blueberry walnut salad!

pesto from scratch.

kristina ~ morgan.

butterfly.

AT morning.

rock fall.
(AT - Sept 2010)

valley view.
(AT - Sept 2010)

Jersey beach wind.

accessorising.

yogurt garden.

bluebies!

cute shoes.

made-from-scratch.

DC spring.

easter sibs.

too-cute-to-work-in work boots.

my hair grows...

colours.

doodles.

snow!

london. (Feb 2010)

gloria learns to use a simu.

farewell party. (gulu - Jan 2010)

maple blueberry scones! (lira - jan 2010)

water. (atiak - jan 2010)

travel garb.

laundry with joy.

igp.
[income generation project]

mac fun.

prayer.

sweetheart.

pure sugar.

market. (masaka - dec 2009)

wet.

aron's mango.

06 December 2010

Winter.

Winter is not my favourite season. By far.

When I was younger, I loved autumn, especially as it transitioned to winter. I didn't mind the chill and I loved playing in the snow. It sent a certain thrill through me to smell the crispness of the air which came right before snow.

Sigh. Those days are no more.

These days, I cringe at the sight of snow flurries spinning through the air. I become cold right about the moment I close the door of my building in the morning... and I seem to stay cold all day. I wear long-sleeves, a sweater, and sometimes gloves all day; I drink coffee to stay warm. To no avail, however. I sometimes feel almost warm when I study in the Graduate Student Center (which also offers the perk of free coffee!), but never in the Graduate School of Education. GSE knows not the nature of warmth, I do believe.

But, oh well, it is winter, and I suppose I must resign myself to the nature of being cold.

It's been a few years since I survived a northern hemisphere winter: both my body and psyche prefer to spend these months much closer to the equator. Coming back from Uganda in February of this year, in the midst of one of the snowiest winters in recent history, was shock enough to my system.

And here I am, at the beginning of December, staring down another long, cold winter in Pennsylvania. It's already so cold (weather . com currently suggests that the outside temperature "feels like" 24F) that I shiver at the mere thought of walking the 8.5 blocks from my apartment to GSE - and so windy that I sometimes have to bow my head and talk myself through it ("keep walking. one step after another. you can go inside soon.). Twice now I've seen snow in the air: first on my birthday/Thanksgiving, then again this afternoon.

Winter is arriving in this part of the world where I have chosen to locate myself. Hibernation seems not to be an option (I can neither pass my classes nor faithfully complete my employment duties if I just stay in my apartment until April), though it is a very tempting contemplation. I guess I'll just have to figure out a way to survive - and be glad of the fact that I can come home to hot tea, a stifling apartment, and some good old-fashioned cuddling.

What I've Been Writing...

For those who might be interested, here's an example of the type of writing I have been doing this semester... an academic synthesis essay required weekly for my Language Diversity & Education class...
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It is perhaps easy as a scholar of language and educational linguistics to laud the value of “multilingualism”, “hybridization”, and “translanguaging”, and to call for pedagogies which attend to and empower those points at the traditionally less powerful ends of the continua of biliteracy (Hornberger & Skilton-Sylvester, 2003, pp. 38-9). As an ESL or bilingual teacher, burdened with “standardized” content and exams, and balancing an overwhelming teaching load, I wonder if it might not seem less possible to enact such valuable practices. Hardman (2003), for example, describes an ESL/bilingual teacher who “seems to feel a bit powerless in the face of the demands of [Content-Based Instruction]” (p. 241). Can such teachers be empowered to enact the types of pedagogies which nurture bi(multi)-lingual students' full bi(multi)-lingualism/literacy? Numerous examples of teachers negotiating the micro-level practices and content of their classrooms both suggest that this is possible and point to the crucial role of critical reflection.

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The KEEP-Rough Rock partnership highlights the value of critical reflection if teachers are to “construct empowering learning environments for [Navajo] children” (McCarty, 2002, p. 149). Prior to the collaboration, teachers described themselves as “technicians” and “parrots” (McCarty, 2002, p. 149) reading a standardize content script mandated by district officials. The KEEP teacher training program, eventually extended to Rough Rock, empowered teachers by encouraging “teacher thinking and reflection” and providing the time and resources necessary for such reflection (Vogt & Au, 1995, p. 102). Trained to reflect upon their practice, to utilize local funds of knowledge and qualitative assessments, and to question the implicit value of “standards”, teachers assumed ownership of their curricula and pedagogies and began to value local cultural knowledge as an education resource for their students (Begay, et al., 1995; McCarty, 2002; Vogt & Au, 1995).

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Within the classroom, critical reflective practices emerge in pedagogies which feature contextualized content (Hornberger & Skilton-Sylvester, 2003, pp. 50-56), value multiliteracies (The New London Group, 1996, pp. 63-64), and embrace bilingual norms (Cahnmann, 2003, pp. 188-89). For example, Mexican-American bilingual teachers in training reflectively constructed “shared social identity” with students, thus enabling them to contextualize content within shared cultural knowledge (Perez, Flores, & Strecker, 2003, pp. 227-28). Schwinge’s (2003) study demonstrated that even teachers constrained by “standardized” content could promote the development of bi(multi)literacy by adapting and augmenting the manner in which they presented such content. Additionally, educators aware of the tension between learner-centered and curriculum-centered content empowered students by teaching more than simply the decontextualized standard forms (Hardman, 2003).

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Returning to the original questions, there does seem to be hope that critically reflective practitioners – even constrained by a “standardized” curriculum – can indeed empower and facilitate the bi(multi)-lingualism/literacy of their students. While it may seem at times an overwhelming and daunting task, micro-level pedagogic choices do make a difference. As Schwinge (2003) optimistically concludes:

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While individually each of the curricular adaptations and elaborations that are provided by teachers who act as bottom-up language and literacy planners are small changes to classroom literacy activities, in the long run they may have a large effect on the ability of students to increase their knowledge of the content of the texts they read and to develop biliteracy. (p. 264)

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References

Begay, S., Dick, G.S., Estell, D.W., Estell, J., McCarty, T.L., & Sells, A. (1995). Change from the inside out: A story of transformation in a Navajo community school. The Bilingual Research Journal, 19, pp. 121-39.

Cahnmann, M. (2003). To correct or not to correct bilingual students’ errors is a question of continua-ing reimagination. In N.H. Hornberger (Ed.), Continua of biliteracy: An ecological framework for educational policy, research, and practice in multilingual settings (pp. 187-204). Tonawanda, NY: Multilingual Matters, Ltd.

Hardman, J. (2003). Content in rural ESL programs: Whose agendas for biliteracy are being served? In N.H. Hornberger (Ed.), Continua of biliteracy: An ecological framework for educational policy, research, and practice in multilingual settings (pp. 232-47). Tonawanda, NY: Multilingual Matters, Ltd.

Hornberger, N.H., & Skilton-Sylvester, E. (2003). Revisiting the continua of biliteracy: International and critical perspectives. In N.H. Hornberger (Ed.), Continua of biliteracy: An ecological framework for educational policy, research, and practice in multilingual settings (pp. 35-67). Tonawanda, NY: Multilingual Matters, Ltd.

McCarty, T.L. (2002). A place to be Navajo. Mahwah, NJ: Lawrence Erlbaum.

Perez, B., Flores, B.B., & Strecker, S. (2003). Biliteracy teacher education in the US Southwest. In N.H. Hornberger (Ed.), Continua of biliteracy: An ecological framework for educational policy, research, and practice in multilingual settings (pp. 207-31). Tonawanda, NY: Multilingual Matters, Ltd.

Schwinge, D. (2003). Enabling biliteracy: using the continua of biliteracy to analyze curricular adaptations and elaborations. In N.H. Hornberger (Ed.), Continua of biliteracy: An ecological framework for educational policy, research, and practice in multilingual settings (pp. 248-65). Tonawanda, NY: Multilingual Matters, Ltd.

The New London Group (1996). A pedagogy of multiliteracies: Designing social futures. Harvard Educational Review, 66, pp. 60-92.

Vogt, L.A., & Au, K.H.P. (1995). The role of teachers’ guided reflection in effecting positive program change. The Bilingual Research Journal, 19, pp. 101-20.


I'm (potentially) returning to the blog-osphere...

It's been awhile since I posted here, which might lead one to think that I haven't been doing much reading/writing. That would be, to put it simply, a drastic misassumption. Three months into my first semester as a full-time graduate student, I feel like all I do these days is read, write, and discuss what I'm reading and writing. Mostly I enjoy this (though there are certainly moments/hours/days/weeks when I really really really miss being in a classroom actually teaching)... but the fact that I'm doing so much heavy/academic/formal reading and writing hasn't left much time or brain power for writing in this space. I've missed it, though, and have kept multiple blog-type topics percolating on the back burner of my mind. As the semester winds down (one essay, two presentations, five class meetings, and one take-home exam stand between me and the end of the academic semester), I've started reading for pleasure again* and am (potentially/probably/hopefully) returning to this writing space as well. So... welcome back into the recesses of my brain.

12 September 2010

Just overheard on our street:


"So our roommate left a note that there's a squirrel in the bathroom."

10 August 2010

Why I Love My Job :)

I always start the first class with my older elementary schoolers - rising second through fifth graders - by explaining two things: my expectations and my goals. Here's the gist of what I tell them...

"I need you to know that in this class, you are going to have fun, but I also expect each one of you to work very hard. I've got two goals for you in this class: to help you be a better reader and to help you like reading more. That means, that if you already like reading and think you're a good reader, you're going to be an even better reader by the time you finish this class! And, if you don't like reading that much or think you're not very good at it, you're going to be good at reading and like it more by the time we finish this class."

And then we dive in. To reading and tellbacks and main events and discussions of characters, story and meaning. To phonics and long word decoding and strategies for dealing with unrecognizable words. To memorable characters and absorption and light bulb moments.


Week 3 started today. I'm tired. (Don't let the late hour of this post fool you - I just got home from an hour long commute and it takes a bit to wind down after working so hard to stay awake on an empty highway.) I've reached that point where I know most of my students' names (and quirks), and I'm starting to shift my energy away from laying out my expectations to providing individual feedback and making sure that everyone is making progress toward his or her individual goals. With more than 200 students this term, that takes some doing. I spend chunks of time on the phone with parents or meeting with them after classes, answering questions and encouraging their efforts. Sometimes I come away from such encounters tired, particularly if there has been some confrontation involved or I've had to reiterate repeatedly my expectations for what they or their child will do at home and in the class.

But sometimes, as was the case this afternoon, a phone call turns out to be more of a gem than I ever expected - and by the time I hang up the phone, I've been reminded repeatedly why I like my job so much.

I was calling to check in with the Mom of a third grader who'd struggled with the in-class work during week 1 and then with the home practice during the first week. Mom had written me a letter detailing some of their struggle, and I wanted to respond to some questions she had asked me. I left a voicemail first, and she called me back a short time later.

I did far more listening than talking in that fifteen minute phone call. "Miss Lewis," she started, "[my son] is doing so great this week! He's actually enjoying reading!" This is a boy who'd struggled with reading in the past, whose teachers had repeatedly labeled him as below grade level, who had worked with an individual reading tutor for months before starting this class.

"You can't understand how much it means to me. He comes home from your class telling us what I great time he had. This week, he's been coming downstairs in the morning and asking if we can read now. He sees me reading and goes to get his book so we can both have our reading time." For a Mom who has spent the last few years worrying that her son might never enjoy reading, hearing him get excited about reading class and want to read is music in her ears.

He's just starting to transition to silent reading, so Mom was also worried that he might not be reading everything or understanding what he was reading, especially as he starts to jump into short chapter books. "I asked him to tell me about what he had just read, and he just went on and on. I couldn't keep track of all the different details he was telling me: it was like he was telling me the whole story again, making sure I knew that he had understood everything!"

She went on, telling me how he's started to use the decoding skills I'm teaching him in class when he comes across long words he doesn't recognize, covering up prefixes/suffixes and sounding out the base word. Voila! As is so often the case at this stage of reading, he discovers he does know that word - he'd just never seen it in print before. Confidence boosted, he keeps reading, becoming more and more absorbed in the story as he goes.

This isn't the first time a parent has shared a story like this with me, but I don't always get to hear about all the difference this program is making for my students. Really, it's why I do what I do: because I love to read, and even more than that, I love helping my students fall in love with reading!

26 July 2010

Welcome.

A number of people have, shall we say, strongly encouraged me to post pictures of our apartment in Philly. After a few spurts of decorating, the most recent of which occurred this past super hot weekend, its becoming more and more homelike - and has finally reached the point where pictures won't feature mainly blank walls and stacks of empty cardboard boxes.

So, here, a brief tour of the flat... hopefully enough to whet your appetite for a visit ;)

our modern-day larder:
enough to feed my significant other for a week?
plus, three days worth of teaching materials packed and ready to go.

herbs sprout very quickly in a philadelphia "green house"...

a desk much cleaner than mine.

knick knacks in cubby holes: each with its own story.

a good space for living.

you're invited to dine with us.
note the theme?

wander down the hallway...

kitchen!
it gets pretty hot in here, but usually smells oh so good.

let your mind wander the world while you chop some veggies.

continue down the hall...

the loo.
(built for midgets)

morning view: eclectic living.

our lovely - and so spacious - back porch!

fabulous mulberry tree, whose fruits lie sleeping in our freezer.