March has arrived, but the promise of spring seems far off. I’m sure we’re not the only ones who had another bout of winter blow in. I do have a confession though….
About 2 weeks ago, we had a few days of lovely spring weather. It hovered in the 60s and gave us all a glimpse of spring. I loved it!! The next week, temps gradually dropped and I was not enjoying the fact that winter was returning. But then…..when the ice and snow came in this weekend, I kinda liked the thought of winter again. Don’t get me wrong, I’m anxiously awaiting the warmth, but how can you hate winter when it looks like this??
Of course along with the inches and inches of white, school is closed for a couple days. It seems we may go all summer long. Ha! But for now I’ll enjoy my days off AND the fact that I’ll have a super short week. Tomorrow I go back to the doctor. I’m so ready to find out what’s going on under this nasty thing!
I’ve enjoyed being back with my kids. They’ve been quite concerned about my condition and very curious.
When I first returned to school, I was greeted with sweet notes and poems.
They were disappointed that I don’t have a hard cast as many were hoping to sign it. I’m so grateful to have a class full of helpers. They love writing things on the board for me, organizing papers, and passing things out. It sure has saved me a lot of hassle and minimized my left-handed writing. However, this has also led to some naïveté among a few students. One of which asked me if I would continue to be a lefty once my cast was off. My answer was a quick NO!
In honor of my left handed situation, my students all decided to write their names with their non-dominant hand for a twitter post. I found the results quite amusing. By the way, is it bad that my left-hand writing is still better than some of my students’ regular ‘best’ writing!?!?
I now have a student who has now joined the ‘lefty’ club. He broke his right thumb and was apparently instructed by his doctor to not write with his right hand. I was unaware of this situation until I told the students they would need to get their rough draft peer edited. He raised his hand and said, “Mrs. Dominguez, I don’t think anyone is gonna be able to peer edit mine.” I took one look and said, “I think you’re right.” Ha. Needless to say, he’s been typing assignments on the computer.
Completely unrelated to handwriting handicaps… We’ve been working through a Holocaust unit over the past few weeks. Our main focus was on poems written by prisoners in the Terezin Concentration Camp and their situation. Last week we took a look at the Holocaust from a different perspective-those in hiding. More specifically, we did a mini lesson on Anne Frank and her family, focussing on how Anne’s character changed over the two years they were in hiding. The students then had to write a short responsive essay describing Anne’s character change, and her purpose for writing her diary. As I read their responses over the weekend, I was humored multiple times with what they came up with. One of my personal favorites was, “Anne was like an apple in a basket up in the attic with her family.” I’m still not exactly sure what my student meant by this, but I did commend his use of a simile as we had recently been reviewing figurative language.
Have I told you how much I love my job? And kids? 🙂