Showing posts with label students. Show all posts
Showing posts with label students. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 27, 2016

International Holocaust Remembrance Day (Or: Why I Teach)

Florida has many faults, especially when it comes to education, but I am proud to work in one of five US states that has mandatory Holocaust education built into the curriculum.
From Wikipedia. Here is our very wordy "standard" for teaching the Holocaust. For once, Florida got it right.
Every January, I scrounge the news for new things to add. There's always something: an aged Nazi, discovered after all these years, that people feel conflicted about putting on trial; graffiti on a Jewish cemetery; rising anti-Semitism in Europe. There are feel-good stories, too, but only on days like today - International Holocaust Remembrance Day.
I undertake this unit with the gravity it's due, and I am never disappointed in the change I see in my students afterward. This year, I had my friend Brittany (who has worked for a decade with refugees in war-torn countries and who has studied the Holocaust and visited the death camps in Poland) come speak to my students to help introduce the unit.
We walked through the timeline of events. We discussed how and why Hitler was able to obtain power. And we took our annual visit to the local Holocaust Museum. We are very lucky - old people retire to Florida, and those old people include survivors of the Holocaust. The museum was started by 7th grade students as a project, and now it's filled to bursting with genuine artifacts and photos donated by those survivors. Many of them come to speak to visiting classes.
Students listening to the toured section of their trip to the museum.
Every year, we hear at least one survivor speak. In 2014, a survivor named Abe Price shared his testimony with us (he was truly the gutsiest man I've met - his story of escape and survival is awe-inspiring), and he passed away two weeks later.

We were the last school he ever spoke to.

My students, grief-stricken, organized themselves, convinced their parents, and - without my knowledge - attended his funeral. They did it on their own. I still choke up thinking about it. They made me so proud.
You can read about Abe's story here. It's truly amazing.
This year, my kids had the chance to hear two speakers: Jacques and Sabine van Dam, who were both children in hiding at the time of the war. Jacques avoided capture; Sabine and her family were discovered and sent to a transit camp. From there, her parents were sent to Auschwitz, and then on to Bergen-Belsen, where they did not survive.
Here is Jacques's story.
And here is Sabine's.
It's hard to look at 8th grade students and know if something has impacted them. They usually initially hide any emotions with bravado and off-color jokes. The day after the trip, I gave them ten minutes to write a reflection of their visit to the Holocaust Museum, and I allotted twenty minutes to discuss questions and reactions.

In all my blocks, we spent our entire 90 minutes talking.

This is why I teach. I see the dawning realization in these young people that the world is cruel, and that they have the power and responsibility to fix it. To make it better for the future. Their absolute confusion about how people can be so ignorant and hateful is refreshing.

All of this is a lead-up to our reading Elie Wiesel's Night and watching various survivor testimonies. All of the instruction is linked to reading, but it's about so much more than that. It's about helping students to become empathetic, tolerant citizens.

I see it everyday. It makes me realize the world isn't all bad.
I know we see so many terrible things in the news these days, and we're facing a terrifying election season this year, but I truly believe our young generations are so accepting and progressive that we really do have a bright future. So the silver-lining of teaching about such a difficult, painful topic? I get the satisfaction of watching them learn and grow and think and question, and I get to see the hope for our future right in front of me every single day.

It truly is a gift.

ABK

Thursday, December 17, 2015

Perspective & Recovery

I had this same conversation with multiple students throughout the day Tuesday, after I'd returned to school.

Student: How was your marathon?
Me: (still not sure how to answer this in one sentence) It was really hard, but it was good.
Student: How far was it?
Me: A marathon is always 26.2 miles.
Student: (aghast) You ran 26.2 miles Sunday and you're at school today?! How long did it take you?
Me: Five hours and fifty-one minutes. (Getting ready to explore a teachable moment wherein we talk about missing our goals but still learning from and enjoying our experience.)
Student: Wow! I can barely run a mile! Aren't you sore?
Me: A little. That's why I took Monday off. But I feel pretty good today.
Student: (amazed) Wow.

And then I realized...marathoners may know my time isn't stellar, and I may know I missed my goals, but I'm not trying to impress anyone. I'm just trying to be true to myself; my students often remind me that it takes courage even to begin, let alone to finish, no matter the result.

Finishing 26.2 miles is an accomplishment, no matter how long it takes, and I've done it twice.
Speaking of the kids, I've received some very sweet gifts this year, some handmade!, but my favorite may be the Hanukkah gelt. The boy who gave it to me kind of snuck it into my hand and said, "Happy belated Hanukkah, Mrs. Kearney." So thoughtful!
Recovery this week has meant enjoying some TLC. I had a massage Monday, courtesy of Kristin! It was just what I needed and super luxurious...Truth be told, I felt pretty intimidated, but next time I'll be brave and try out the sauna and steam-room.
Mmm, the spa had comfy robes and everything!
I've been enjoying my Wicked Good Cupcakes all week, too. (My mom got me four so I'm eating about half a jar a day. Admittedly, I ate one Friday before the race! I couldn't resist!)
I got chocolate-chocolate, vanilla, salted caramel, and chocolate-vanilla. Yum!
I'm taking time this week to stretch and foam roll, and I'm also pampering my skin! I finished the race with some weird calf-sleeve tan lines, but they're nothing compared to this T. Knowing my skin, this'll last for months. (I still have a weird tan anomaly from Kristin's beach birthday back in August.)
Yes, I got this tan line in December. DECEMBER!
In other news, the cold I usually get during taper was kind enough to wait until after race day to kick in, luckily. I'm officially losing my voice and getting all kinds of sinus headaches. I only have one day left until winter break, so I know I can make it.

I'm also absolutely exhausted. My legs feel so ready to run this week, but my body is in total recovery mode. I've gone to bed super early every night this week, and I honestly can't wait to sleep  all I want on Saturday; maybe I'll have a little run Saturday or Sunday evening. I feel ready for it!

(I'm also contemplating something insane but more on that later. I need to take stock of myself first.)

So that's it. I'm lying low, relaxing as best I can, and chipping away at school stuff (lots of grades and parent meetings before break). Break is so close I can taste it!

How do you celebrate/recover after a big race?
What's the most thoughtful gift you've ever gotten from a student or friend?

ABK

Sunday, November 22, 2015

Last Week in Pictures

Monday: A nice little run with Kristin over the bridge starting at her new house. I love how close she is to the bridge! It makes running it much easier.

Tuesday: Volleyball practice. It was the first practice with just the 9 girls who made the team, and it was great to see them all working together.

Wednesday: A surprisingly fast five miles - I was in the 10:40s the entire time. My quads and knees weren't happy. I need to keep the big picture in mind - it's nice to run faster these days, but I need to avoid injury in these last couple weeks before race day!
It's hard not to push the pace when you're in awesome new shoes! 
Thursday: Our first game! My girls played like champs and won in two (25-9 and 25-18). It was a great way to begin the season! The girls were absolutely walking on air, and I was glad to see that the team I've been crafting for the last couple years is really solidifying now.
We're the blue & red team. You can see me nervously standing on the sidelines - I absolutely hate sitting during games!
Friday: A wonderful six miles with Elizabeth. I like running with her because she's not training for anything and literally doesn't care how far we go. She's a very low-pressure running partner.
Saturday: Besides errands and laundry, I got some grading done. Progress reports close Tuesday before we leave for Thanksgiving break, so I'm working on catching up. I mentally prepared myself for my 20-miler Sunday...I was actually really excited for it...
Sometimes you just need to use the floor as a giant desk to get things organized.
Sunday: ...But then I got up at 3:30am and had coffee only to discover it was pouring...And would be pouring all day. It's actually finally stopped, but now it's sunny and hot. (I'm pretty jealous of people who live in states where you can run at any time of day because the weather is beautiful and cold right now.)
Cooler weather Wednesday will kind of make up for the delay I guess.
So, I'm planning to run shorter tonight and have my final LONG long run (20-22 miles) Wednesday morning. I guess I'm grateful that the rain means cooler temperatures. I'm lucky that this week is a vacation week, so I can make up the long run without waiting until next Sunday.

How was your week?
How far out from race day do you begin tapering?
What are your Thanksgiving plans?

ABK

Thursday, October 1, 2015

5 Reasons to Smile

This week, I'm beginning to pull out of the funk I've been in.

Just to clarify, I'm not wondering why things have been so hard for me lately. For the last few weeks I've been really preoccupied with Archie's death, my grandma's hospitalization (she had a heart catheter put in, then went into sepsis, but is doing better for the time being), and Matt's Nana's hospitalization (she's been dealing with stroke/seizure issues for awhile now). I'm a realist-bordering-on-pessimist, so I was trying to compartmentalize my emotions and it really got the best of me and wore me down. (There was one day that I cried in my classroom during planning, then got it together to greet my kids at the door minutes later. Any teachers relate to that?)

Doesn't it seem like when things fall apart, they all fall apart? (That reminds me of one of my all-time favorite Yeats poems...)

Anyway, I think things are looking up. I'm beginning to get a handle on the storm of emotions I've been dealing with. And that means it's time for some purposeful positivity.

1. LeadingEdge - I applied for a promotional program within my charter school family and was accepted! I'm really excited for this. I'll be training to be a CRT (curriculum resource teacher), and while it means I may eventually be leaving the classroom, I'm excited for the chance to challenge myself and put my skills to good use. A CRT helps train and guide teachers, which I really enjoy doing.

2. Running with Montana - I was in 8th grade when I met Montana, aka Pretty Lil Mudder, but we weren't exactly friends. We reconnected randomly when I saw her in one of my running Facebook groups, among 3000 other members! Small world. We got in touch and buried the past, and this weekend we'll be running a virtual Harry Potter race as part of a long run! There are so many things awesome about this, I don't even know where to start!
For you HP fans out there...can you guess what House I'm sorted into? (I'm not even a little ashamed of my continued love of HP.)
3. Jenn's wedding - My little Jenn is getting married this weekend! With all the kitchen brouhaha going on, I wasn't able to go to her bachelorette party last weekend, but nothing could stop me from being there for her big day. Jenn has been one of my most steadfast friends, and I can't wait to celebrate with her.
Matt and I visited Jenn in Panama for our first wedding anniversary. She's from the Netherlands, so she speaks Dutch, Spanish, and English fluently. Amazing.
4. Lightbulb moment in class - This week I introduced memoir writing to my students. When we begin this project, the kids read an excerpt from Annie Dillard's An American Childhood that's heavy on metaphor. I literally got goosebumps the other day as I listened to a student work his way through the metaphor of the mason jar and then watched as his face cleared and his eyes lit with understanding. That, folks, is what I live for.
5. Furiously Happy - Jenny Lawson, the Bloggess, has a new book out. I loved her first collection of crazy, true stories about her life growing up (Let's Pretend This Never Happened) and was sure I'd like Furiously Happy, especially because it's focused on living with mental illness. Even as an avid reader of her blog, I had no idea how absolutely hysterical it would be! I've been reading it during reading challenge in class and literally laughing out loud. I can't share snippets with my students because it's mostly inappropriate, and they're all totally baffled by my laughter. If you like really random, insane, hilarious, non-fiction vignettes and can identify with having a kooky family, I highly recommend it!
 
So there we go...five reasons to smile this week. And here's hoping next week brings along five more.

What are you smiling about this week?

ABK

Monday, August 17, 2015

There's Something About Going Back to School...

...that makes you feel like you're finally enjoying vacation.

Last week I officially went back to work. Well, kind of. Thursday was our first day back and the majority of the day was housekeeping/welcoming stuff. Friday I spent some time getting my room organized. Over the summer we got Smartboards, so I had to try a new setup for my desks because of where my whiteboards now hang. That's okay; change is good.
Year seven is underway! My classroom is by no means finished in this photo.
This weekend, Matt and I drove to Manasota Key, where Kristin had rented a house for her birthday weekend. We had a great time with her friends and family. We even fit in a nice morning run.
We spent the weekend pretty much just relaxing on the beach...it was just what I needed.
I need to pause here to extol one of Kristin's more singular virtues. Because her whole family eats gluten free, she often gives me foods they've tried and enjoyed, like teriyaki sauce or donuts. This week, we've been really excited to have finally found gluten free Cheerios. When I successfully discovered the honey nut flavor, I bought her a box. When she found the regular, she got me one.
I found them in Publix and literally texted this picture to Kristin and my sister while I was still standing in the cereal aisle. I ate a bowl as soon as I got home.
Monday, Kristin surprised me with this:
We have both been sifting through EVERY box on the shelf to see if any GF ones are hidden in the back. (I left my pillow at the beach house, so she was going to drop it in my car in the morning.)
Our obsession makes a lot of sense if you've ever been forced to abstain from eating foods that carry some emotional or cultural connotation. Matt says I'm an easy friend because I can be wooed by a box of cereal, but I'm not the only one. Kristin's husband joked that he was nearly moved to tears because the Cheerios brought back memories of his childhood.

One of the highlights of last week was receiving a special surprise from an old student I keep in touch with. While out of town for art camp, she came across a book in a used bookstore that reminded her of me, and she got it and dropped it off at work for me.
So thoughtful!
The oddest thing is that I literally put What I Talk About When I Talk About Running on my wish list not five days before she gave it to me! How did she know?! I can't wait to dive into this one; I've heard great things.

This week begins marathon training for real. I'll be battling the exhaustion that comes with suddenly being thrown into a super early, day-long work schedule after time off, but I'm determined to start training on the right foot.
You've gotta love a fitness enthusiast teacher who will text you in the morning to make sure you're awake to work out!
Is there a particular food you could eat non-stop and never get sick of it?
What's the most random act of kindness a friend has done for you?

ABK

Thursday, April 24, 2014

When I Had a Thigh Gap

Today, I overheard a group of my female students discussing diets and lamenting over the fact that they don't have a thigh gap. I thought this trend was on the way out, but apparently I'm just not frequenting the seedy parts of the internet these days.

I told them their discussion depressed me; they're too smart to care about something so trivial, especially because their bodies will be changing drastically in the next few years, and because at least one of these girls is a runner. I assured them that thigh gaps have more to do with bone structure anyway.

But this all got me thinking about those days when I was too-too thin and my thighs didn't touch.

When I had a thigh gap, I had...

Really low self-esteem. No number was low enough. I hated myself everyday.

Hair loss due to malnutrition.

Brittle nails because...well, see above.

Mood swings and a short temper. I was constantly hungry, which meant I was constantly angry and upset.

Memory and focus problems. Days went by in a fog most of the time.

Terrible skin. Drastic dieting led to dry, thin skin.

Trouble socializing. I was too focused on how I looked and whether I would have to eat in front of people to even bother making an effort.

A relapse into clinical depression. I think this one doesn't need much explaining.

My thighs touch these days. They are strong, muscular, and powerful. They push me through long runs, up hills, across finish lines...They make me feel confident. They make me feel like a woman. They make me feel proud of my body.
These thighs helped me PR my last half marathon, and I'm damn proud of them.
The thigh gap seems to be, to this generation, what the magical number on the scale was to me back then. But of course, when I hit that number, I never felt satisfied. If anything, the less I weighed, the more I hated myself, because I still didn't look how I wanted to look. (Body dysmorphia will do that to you.) Obtaining a thigh gap might seem like it will be the moment of victory to these girls, but I know - as do so many others who have been there - that it's just the lid off the first can of worms.

I will never have a thigh gap again, and I couldn't be happier about it.

Can you relate?
Share: why is life better when you're not obsessing over your body?
What would you say to young girls struggling with their bodies?

ABK

Monday, January 20, 2014

Change Your Life

Today, I've got something a little different. This past week, I've been doing an in-class retreat with my students using Sean Covey's The 7 Habits of Highly Effective Teens. Our school is actually implementing The Leader in Me and using the 7 Habits to teach students about personal responsibility, planning their future, working with others, leadership, and healthy habits.

The retreat has been eye-opening...for the students and myself. (And yes, I've read the adult version of this book and find the teen version much more engaging and relevant to my life, which is kind of sad, isn't it?)

Here's a short breakdown of the habits and videos I've been sharing with my students over the last week. If you want to learn more, I highly recommend picking up the book!


1. Be proactive. Being proactive boils down to taking control of your life; don't let others dictate how you see yourself. When I showed this to my students, they were enthralled and moved. Lizzie is a great example of how we can take control of our lives no matter our obstacles and naysayers.

2. Begin with the end in mind. Make decisions and choices that are true to the path and goal you have set for yourself. Lakeisha set her mind on her goal and worked tirelessly every day to get there. There are no excuses.

3. Put first things first. Organize your schedule so that things that are important to you - and your future - come first. This means learning to plan ahead, making time for friends, and being brave enough to say no to things that are time-wasters or of importance to others, but not to you. This is also where students write a mission statement to keep them on track, which for me is the same thing as a running mantra.

4. Think win-win. Find solutions to problems that allow everyone to benefit; consider the bigger picture when working with others, not whether you "win". I'm sure some of you have seen this, but it gets me every time.


5. Seek first to understand, then to be understood. Actually listen to others; don't offer unwanted advice or steamroll over their opinions and thoughts. Yes, I teach 8th grade. Yes, they get a kick out of ridiculous videos.


6. Synergize. Work together. United we stand, divided we fall.


7. Sharpen the saw. Take time to relax, re-energize, and keep yourself mentally and physically fit. Obviously, I choose running as my main way to sharpen the saw.

Since teaching this to the students, I've been trying to utilize it myself. The first three habits are "private victories", meaning you're learning to control yourself and really follow a plan you've set. The second set of three habits are "public victories"; you are learning to use your new self to work with and benefit others.

I'd be surprised if my students weren't a little tired of me linking these habits to running. It's the easiest way for me to explain how they work in my life; but I've seen them improve my personal and professional life as well.

I'll never be a Type A, organized person naturally, but at least now I have the tools and knowledge I need to improve myself and how I work with others.

Are you familiar with the 7 Habits?
What are you strong areas? I think I'm usually pretty good at "seeking to understand..."
What do you need to work on? I definitely could work on "putting first things first"! I'm super unorganized and give in too easily to what I want to do versus what I should be doing.

ABK

Thursday, April 25, 2013

Style Faux Pas

I sometimes wear my compression socks to school. Today was one of those days. I usually wear my purple ones, because they blend nicely with the shoes I prefer to wear to work after running.

Today, of course, I was running late. Without time to find my purple socks in the dark, I grabbed the first pair I could find.

The students could see just enough to notice and comment on the color choices.
Clashing in all their glory.
Clearly, this is avant garde style right here. I probably got about a million comments on them; most were complimentary.

They liked the bright colors, scoffed at the idea of trying to match your socks to your outfit, and thought the color scheme of the socks looked like olives.

Maybe I should wear these when I go to DC with the kids next week. I mean, after all that walking, I'll probably need them.

What fashion "mistakes" do you make in the name of running?

Seriously, how bad is this look?

ABK