That second year of teaching regular education was one of the best teaching years I ever had. Because of the selection of students I had my first year, I think everyone felt I had “paid my dues” by surviving and rewarded me with a wonderful group of kids for my second year. I felt like I had died and gone to heaven.
In addition to my Squanto play and stone soup opera, I expanded the curriculum by assigning “Projects of the Month.” These were special projects I designed for parents and students to work on together. They were optional fun. If a child chose to complete the project, they received extra credit in the subject area on which the project focused. Each month would focus on a different subject area. In December, they were asked to keep track of sunrise/sunset times, make some predictions, draw some conclusions, record their data in chart form, write up a report, and present the information in an oral report to the class. In March, they were asked to keep track of daily temperatures, make some predictions, display the trend in a bar graph, draw some conclusions, write up a report, and present all their information in an oral report to the class. During January they could choose the subject area and were asked to design a board game to teach about the area they chose. There were requirements on what it must contain (must be able to fit into a certain size box, must have instructions how to play and rules written out, etc.) We concluded that project with an afternoon of playing the games created. I was amazed at how the kids (and parents) responded so positively to this kind of assignment. Parental involvement varied, but even when the kids brought in something that the parents “obviously” helped with, the kids were invested and I felt I had provided parent-child time together that appeared to be positive.
One month, focusing on science, the project required that the student design something that would make our world a better place. They were to complete a questionnaire on their project, write a summary, create a physical model of some sort, and give an oral presentation on their project to the class. Peter, one of my favorite boys in the class, presented a model of a “hovercraft” that he had designed. Using his little red wagon and magnets, he explained if roads were magnetically lined with repelling magnets, the craft would hover and would only need a small motor to propel it forward. I was fascinated with his creation and realized at that moment that in the schools we were barely touching the potential of students.
I recently found Peter on Facebook and sent him a message asking if he remembered me. His response:
Lori~ Of course I remember you! To this day you remain my favorite teacher and one of the positive archetypes I've drawn from in my own experience as a teacher. I taught in the Rio Grande Valley for three years (middle school science), and I have many friends in the Delta corps. Rural region corps members tend to bond. :) I met my wife down there at the very first induction event just days after moving down. Last year, we moved to Boston so I could attend Harvard's Graduate School of Education, where I earned my Ed.M. and principal's license. I'm currently working as a program director for TFA. My wife was just accepted to the graduate school of social work at University of Chicago, so we are heading back to the Midwest this fall. I'm so glad you contacted me - I can hardly believe it's been 20 years! You really had a huge impact on me, the way I viewed myself and the world. I know as teachers we don't always see the impact we're making, but I want you to know that year opened doors for me and turned me onto life in a way that guided me for the rest of my schooling. I hope all is well with you and your family. God bless, Peter.
A side note: TFA is Teach For America—an organization that my own daughter has been a part of for the past two years and an organization that is making a HUGE impact in education today.
As I reread Peter’s note to me, I feel emotional. I feel like maybe the hovercraft model made out of his little red wagon, encouraged by a Project of the Month assignment written by me might have made a difference in this young man’s life.
My response to Peter’s message:
Peter,
Wow, this i the kind of note every teacher dreams of receiving. Thank you. You have made my day (maybe even my teaching career). Good luck to you and your beautiful wife in Chicago.
Peace.
lori
Wow, this i the kind of note every teacher dreams of receiving. Thank you. You have made my day (maybe even my teaching career). Good luck to you and your beautiful wife in Chicago.
Peace.
lori