1620 A New Look At Thanksgiving

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Anyone else feel like the old traditional ways of recognizing and celebrating Thanksgiving aren’t quite right? For years I’ve struggled with how to teach about Thanksgiving, Pilgrims, and Indians happily having a first meal together to celebrate; but to celebrate what exactly?

I found the above book and opened it up to see if it could help answer some questions that I had about this. I’m going to type the first page from this book, word for word.

Forward written by Nancy Brennan-Executive Director Plimoth Plantation and Margaret M. Bruchac- Wampanoag Indian Program Advisory Committee.

“Back in the 19th Century, one paragraph of only 115 words in one letter written in 1621 about a harvest gathering inspired the growth of an American tradition that became a national holiday: Thanksgiving. A number of today’s assumptions about that event are based more on fiction than on fact.”

As I read this honest reflection I realized that I may have found a source that will help me move forward. After all, if Plimoth Plantation, what many of us consider a Pilgrim museum, can wonder about this and explore our beliefs while searching for the truth, certainly American’s can too. No?

So I continued reading: “Many Americans think that the Pilgrims took over empty land from roving Native wanderers who had no fixed settlement. They are unaware of the continued existence of Native people. Unquestioning acceptance of biased interpretations can affect the way we treat one another, even today.”

When I read that section I knew I located exactly what I was looking for. In this year, the year of 2017 in the United States, what many of us refer to as the year of the Upside Down World, the year when chaos took over our country’s soul, I needed something to help me find truth.  Did the election of our 45th president bring about racism or did it just expose what has always been here? An honest question in my mind. Many say it goes back to slavery. Yes, it certainly does and slavery is certainly a sin we still have yet to truly acknowledge and make reparations for. But in reality it goes back much further than slavery. It goes back to the day the first white European stepped foot on this land because that is when the genocide of the native populations began. Our country is founded on that genocide. We have never acknowledged that sin and we still don’t. Many are shocked by the blatant racism that exists in our country today. But yet, until we acknowledge the fact that our country was built on someone else’s land we will never be able to successfully extinguish the racism in our country.  I’ll keep going…

“In 1947 the founders of Plimoth Plantation created a museum to honor the 17th-century English colonists who would come to be known to the world as the Pilgrims. In doing so, the founders left out the perspective of the Wampanoag people who had lived on the land for thousands of years. At Plimoth Plantation today, we ask questions about what really happened in the past. We draw from the new research of scholars who study documents, artifacts, homesites, culture, and formerly untapped sources such as the Wampanoag people themselves. We encourage new scholarship that includes multiple perspectives.”

When I read that I wanted to cry. 100 years ago we say we may not have know any better. I guess. But today, how can we not? Today we can know better and thus we must know better. We cannot continue to play ignorant just so we can continue this cultural celebration. What we did to the native peoples is nothing less than what Nazis did in Germany during WWII. Both are examples of the desire to exterminate a people. So I continued to read.

“What  you will read in these pages represents new thinking about the people and events of 1621. This book is just one part of a museum-wide effort to reinterpret the 1621 harvest feast through books, videos, educational materials, and a reenactment that gave birth to these photographs. We invite you to join us here on this shore and view the past from a different perspective.”

Happily, I continued to read this book. I hope you too will reconsider how you teach the next generation about Thanksgiving (and Columbus Day). We can still have our big family and friends meals, turkey and such, Macy’s Day Parades, and give thanks for all that we have. But as a nation we must reflect and ask how we can build a nation, our nation, one where we honor and treat each other with respect and empathy. We certainly can’t do so on a lie. It is time we unearth the lie. While that may be just a first step, it’s a powerful step, that will hopefully open the doors to real acknowledgement and reparation to the people we harmed.

May you enjoy your day of thanks with gratitude and reflection, and by giving thanks to all those who continue to work for peace and justice for all,

Mary

About the book: In October of 2000, Plimoth Plantation cooperated with the Wampanoag community to stage an historically accurate reenactment of the 1621 harvest celebration. 1621: A New Look at Thanksgiving exposes the myth that this event was the first Thanksgiving and is the basis for the Thanksgiving holiday that is celebrated today. This exciting book describes the actual events that took place during the three days that the Wampanoag people and the colonists came together. The photographs taken by Sisse Brimberg and Cotton Coulson capture the spirit of the event and bring it to life. Co-authors Catherine O’Neill Grace and Margaret M. Bruchac worked closely with Plimoth Plantation historians to produce this timely new book that tells the whole story by including the voices of all who were involved.
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Wishtree

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It’s not often I email our literacy coach and only say a few simple words. But as I read this book I emailed her and said a simple, “Thank you.” This book of hope, friendship, and magic was exactly what I needed right now. And I believe it is what my kids need right about now as well. So I’ve decided to change what I had planed for a read aloud tomorrow and instead will begin to read this. You see, I love trees. But more importantly, I love magical trees who give us hope.

Last week each member of our Children’s Literature study group was given a copy of wishtree by Katherine Appplegate. I dug right in and immediately realized that I was happy. Her prose, her topic, her gentle way of interweaving accurate science.

Written through the eyes of a great oak tree named Red, we follow Red’s thoughts and plans as a new family moves into the neighborhood. We meet a young girl, Samar, who struggles to feel accepted in her new neighborhood and who’s gentle spirit allows her to befriend this old tree, its little critter inhabitants, and a neighbor boy. If this sounds too corny, I hear you. But please trust me when I say that this story is anything but. It is nothing short of melodious beauty on a very deep level.

I have a request for the few readers who may read this post and then hopefully read this book. If you feel like I do, grief as we watch our country’s soul being ripped open, then I’d love to read your thoughts on this fabulous story and hear any connections you may have made. Please share in the comments section so that it may, like the wishtree itself, share our combined wishes of love, tolerance, and peace.

May your week be filled with hope and love,

Mary

Home of the Brave

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A breath of beautiful, sunny, fresh air… Home of the Brave

When the world feels so overwhelming out of control a joy can often come in the form a a small book written in verse text. Home of the Brave by Katherine Applegate is just that. A breath of beautiful, hopeful, fresh air.

The post is short because I don’t want to give any of its magic away but trust me when I say that you MUST get this book and read it, all in one sitting. Within the first page you will fall in love. The book opens with the line, “When the flying boat returns to earth at last, I open my eyes and gaze out the round window. What is all the white? I whisper. Where is all the world?”

Kek is new to America and he misses the cows he herded in his homeland. This tale is of his journey “home”.

Get the book and read it. I promise it will take you away from the hate that dominates our news today and it will bring you to a place of love and beauty through the eyes of a lovely child.

Enjoy,

Mary

The Power of a Simple Phone Call

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Often we view cellphones through the lens of their negative impact on our classrooms and society in general but their potential power to transform is immense. Today I want to talk about the power of a simple phone call home.

Every year I call home. I call all the homes of the kids I have in my classroom that year. It’s a bit awkward and clunky but I do it anyway. That first contact home via phone needs to be a positive one. So after a day or two I begin the calls, only a few a night. And the response is fairly universal, surprise and joy. This year I have a lot of single dads who are parenting kids in my class so that was unique. Each call was similar in that just hearing the words, “I’m so and so’s teacher,” brought hesitation on the other end of the phone. But when they heard that their child was happy, trying hard, and doing well I could almost hear the sigh of relief. Almost every parent thanked me, repeatedly. One parent started to cry. Seriously. She said that when she heard my voice she wondered what her son did now. When I told her he had a good week and was trying hard she started to sob. She told me that was the first positive phone call she had ever gotten from a teacher, and the kid is in fifth grade. I now have fifteen parents who have heard from me that I like their kid. That’s power. Power to move forward and have the difficult conversations should the need for them arise.

It’s not too late. Start calling your parents. It literally takes two minutes per phone call. It will be the best investment of your time in developing positive parent relationships.

Have a great year,

Mary

 

So What?

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Teaching middle school science shapes you into what I consider an unusual teacher. The reasons for this include the infusion of the above question into much of what they do. The ongoing use of inquiry and hands on methods to explore our world also add to that shaping. These are strategies that many teachers are intimidated by. And for good reason. They are intimidating! They lead us and our young learners to places we may not anticipate or feel we are ready to explore. But when it comes to using the question, “So what?” a door is gently nudged open to reveal the whys of what we are doing.  I have been using and writing about this question for almost twenty years and some of my colleagues have thought of it as flip and disrespectful. But on the contrary, it is anything but.

Fast forward to my current position in which I lead the learning of fifth graders in a literacy classroom. In a previous post I open up about the “sock in my stomach” feelings I had when reviewing less than great end of year test scores. While I spent the summer trying to wrap my head around and decide what I wanted to do to move forward I found myself reading many posts by many talented and experienced educators. Today I found an article on the use of the above question in a professional development forum for reading teachers. I was pleasantly surprised about this leader’s use of this question. The teachers in this article had their children draw “readers”. The teachers then categorized and discussed the responses. This article was part of an online treasure trove of literacy articles from  Choice Literacy. After finally joining this resource, that our school’s literacy coach recommended many years ago, I found the article, “Draw a Reader Test, Informal Assessment Supporting Teacher Inquiry”. It was the first article I read after joining.  It renewed me.

After our meeting last year I realized I had a choice to make. I was either going to get my act together (hone in on structures and goals in reading and math workshops) or I was going to retire after twenty five years of teaching. During those reflective months I read a lot. I wrote a lot. I talked with friends a lot. I did the same things we guide our kids to do when they feel overwhelmed and don’t understand something. I also came across a podcast about my exact dilemma written by a talented and compassionate teacher leader, Angela Watson. It was time for me to see myself as a veteran teacher who is in a profession that is shifting immensely. This article also renewed me and gave me the guidance, strength, and gumption to move forward and tackle the challenges that lie ahead for not just me but for all teachers. I knew in my heart I wasn’t ready to stop doing what I love, teaching fifth graders who struggle to learn. After reading several dense tried and true “how to teach reading” texts over the summer I slowly regained the power, strength, and self confidence I needed to move forward. They, and my friends, and my writings helped instill in me the fact that my instincts, at times, are spot on. “So what?” So what about teaching? So what about working with kids in a literacy room? So what about working with kids who have so much baggage on their plates that learning is hard for them? So what?

So here is my reflection on that question. I love teaching. I always have. Yes, it’s gotten harder, way harder. Yes, the demands at times feel overwhelming and I often wonder how on Earth am I going to do this; how on Earth do young teachers and teachers with kids do it? Yes, teaching reading and writing is hard enough never mind trying to teach kids who struggle the most. Add to that, teaching kids who come to school hungry, dealing with trauma in their lives, working with less than what they need to be whole and happy and complete. So what? Because I love these kids and they deserve the best we can be.

Teaching is hard. We all know that. But if we hold on to why we do it, the kids, we will muster the strength and grace to move forward even when the wind is knocked out of us, even when one more thing is put on our plate and we think we can’t manage one more thing on our plate. It’s the kids and the belief that by teaching them how to read and write will help them immensely in their difficult lives we will be able to move forward through trying times like now. We are their lifeboat. But maybe, just maybe, they are our lifeboat too.

Enjoy your kids this year. Teach them how to love reading and writing. Teach them to love themselves. And never, never stop asking the guiding question that brings such deep reflection and relevance, “So what?”

Mary

We All Get the Before School Jitters

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A natural madala built by a child struggling with anxiety. It was soothing for her and for all of us in class. Her calmness, smile, and hug when she finished said it all. It worked.

It’s that time of year again. We are cleaning and organizing our rooms to get ready for a new school year. And with that comes excitement, anticipation, and often jitters of anxiety. Here it is the middle of the night, a week before school starts, and I’m sitting up with a cup of chamomile tea and a stomach full of jitters. There are several things that help me when I get jitters. One thing is to write, so here I sit writing. Another thing is to take the focus off of academic work for a minute or two. The curriculum is going to be at school to greet us whether we are ready or not. So for now let’s think about the notion that if we feel this way, our kids feel this way too. Some, if not all, are having sleepless nights and jitters too. With new experiences such as a new teacher, new routines and expectations, new classmates comes anticipation and uncertainty and thus, jitters.

Our role as teacher of these new youngins is to first help them feel safe, cared for, and cared about. When we allow ourselves to come around to that thinking we allow ourselves to embrace some out of the box ideas to try those first few days. In our school we usually have three days of school then a four day weekend. This is a perfect amount of time to spend helping our kids (and us!) to settle in from our summers. When I moved from teaching middle school science to teaching in a Title 1 Literacy fifth grade classroom, my team leader told me that when things weren’t going quite right and/or feeling quite right to pull out a book and read aloud. That was almost ten years ago and it is still one of the best pieces of advice given to me as an elementary teacher. I say jitters might fall into this category of “not feeling quite right”. So while we plan fun, get to know you, relaxing first day lessons and activities, we  are all certainly also planning what we want to read aloud to our kids.

Safety, seeing ourselves in books, laughter, community, hope…these are things we look for in the books we choose to begin our year with. I just watched a video shared by a fellow teacher. It is by  Chimamanda Adichie, a novelist from Nigeria. She shares what it’s like to be a black child and read books about white, middle class children. Her message is clear, strong, and articulate, “We need more than one story.” If you’d like to watch her Ted Talk you can view it here  This talk has certainly reminded me of the need to have books in my classroom library that all my kids can find themselves in. Books with girls and boys as the brave ones, the kind ones, the ones who struggle and succeed. Books about children of color, immigrants, refugees, migrant workers, homeless, middle class, with parents in jail or with mental illness. Books about children who are gay or live with gay parents. Books about children who are transgender. A few years ago I had a student with two mothers. When she spotted a book in our library about a child with two mothers she of course was immediately attracted to it. It lived in her desk for most of the school year. She saw herself in that book and she saw that she was ok. That is one powerful way we can begin to create a safe classroom.

As we begin to prepare for our school year I am reminded of the importance to take time to slow down, enjoy the last few days of summer and the warmth and beauty it has to offer and then slowly think of fun things for your new students to do when they arrive. Create a first day that will make them want to come back on the second day. I’m thinking I may start the year with the book, The Dunderheads by Paul Fleischman. It’s funny (hysterical actually), highlights that everyone has a talent to contribute, the power of cooperatively working together, creative problem solving, and empathy. What more could we possible want in a book? Then we will use those skills that are highlighted to create something together.

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Make this a great year for you and your students,

Mary

 

Is It All About Words?

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This summer I read books that have been on my night stand for quite some time. A few very moving kids books such as Echo and The Birchbark House series began my summer reading as well as finally getting to The Girl Who Drank the Moon. Then I turned to a few books for me that included Americanah, When Kids Can’t Read, and The Art of Teaching Reading. In their own unique way, they reminded me of the power of words.  Words have never been far from the forefront of my thinking when I strategize ways to improve my instruction. But the idea of making words more visible seems to be pleading with me for deeper reflection. Because of this I am trying to uncover authentic ways to make them front and center in my classroom this year.

Last year as I read books and blogs about comprehension strategies (very important) I kept coming back to the question, “But what if the kid doesn’t even know what the words mean?” It can get exhausting stopping every paragraph or two to decipher the meaning of a word. Whether it’s using contextual clues, looking up the meaning, or asking someone the meaning, each one of those strategies when relied on over and over again can stifle the flow and pleasure of reading. Yet not finding meaning can cause misunderstanding and chip away at comprehension.

In the past few weeks, as our country continues to implode, I find myself thinking about the power of many of the words people are using. Not just their meaning, but the power behind their meaning. As I read responses to news stories I am often surprised by the many interpretations of a passage. An article that left me hopeful, enraged others. An opinion that left me enraged, others are chanting their approval. Initially I found myself feeling deep despair wondering how other humans could lack empathy for fellow humans. But I also wonder, could it be a misunderstanding of the meaning of words? Maybe it’s their prior experiences they are bringing to their reactions, of course, we all do. But there are many new words floating around out there that I wonder if  a lack of understanding their meaning is interfering with understanding of what is being written. I find myself googling unfamiliar words such as antifa to understand what the articles are trying to tell me. What if I didn’t take the time to look these new words up. Would I think their meanings the opposite of what they actually mean? I realize that in order to understand a word that is unfamiliar to me I need exposure to it. I need to say it, hear it, write it, play with it, own it.

Like many teachers I have been on teacher blogs looking for ideas for age appropriate books to read to my kids to help begin conversations about what is happening in our country.  We are at a historical moment in our country and silence is not the way to approach this. Our kids will have questions, concerns, fears and they need a safe place to ask those questions and discuss their fears. Why wouldn’t they? We adults do. As I order books and read them I realize again, it’s the words that stand out to me. I turned to Eve Bunting, a fabulous writer who handles delicate subjects in such beautiful ways. I ordered Terrible Things thinking that would help begin a conversation into why our country is dividing itself. But as I read it I found myself thinking that I just can’t read that book. It was her words…”terrible things, terrible shadows, blotted out the sun, ran, screamed, carried them away”…. her words, such terrible words with such terrible images. Her words brought up emotions just as they were meant to do. But for me, they were too much.

The words of today’s problems bring me to a few words that changed our country, “All men are created equal.” What a powerful phrase. But what exactly do those words mean? Does it depend on your perspective? The men who wrote those words consider “men” as educated white men. Now does the phrase mean the same thing to you? Many people wonder about women, where do they stand in the “created equal”? Or people of color, where do they stand? Words. They matter. It really is all about words. Words that are used and words that are left out.

As I read though When Kids Can’t Read by one of my favorite reading teachers, Kylene Beers, she talks about Words Their Way, a vocabulary program we use. One suggestion she gives is to begin using 5-8 words daily in speech and writing a week before that sort is introduced. What a simple, brilliant idea. That is just one strategy I plan to use this year as we focus on words.

Words, enjoy them, play with them, and use them carefully because words are power. Have a great school year.

Mary