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Sometimes the thought of right now can be overwhelming! We have so much going on in our lives that we feel we cannot add one more thing to our already full plates.

I did not write this post to convince you otherwise. I wrote this post to suggest a different way of thinking about things that pushes tothe side the right now mindset.

Because let’s be honest.

Right now is scary! And when we put right now demands on our brain it usually reacts in one of two ways. And I am not fond of either one.

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Ian was still working on his state reading assessment as lunch time approached. His classmates had finished and surprisingly remained quiet as he worked. During that time, this little boy, who has all the signs of ADHD – but no diagnosis, and no medication – twisted around in his seat, bopped to an imaginary beat, tapped his pencil and averaged the completion of approximately one question every twenty minutes. The patience of his peers far surpassed my own.

The rule for testing day is that any student not finished at lunch time must bring his food back to the testing location, eat, and then continue the ordeal. I allowed Ian to go ahead of the group to grab his food. The rest of the kids and I followed behind to the cafeteria.

I heated up my daily rice with almonds and wasabi peas and walked back to class with the boy who was already eating part of his salad with his fingers. We sat on the floor of the room – picnic style – and took a break from testing.

I had first met Ian when he was a second grader and I was his assistant principal. The cafeteria was in use that day for the display of science fair projects. So lunch was served at the picnic tables outside.

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Steven Weber’s Twitter handle is @curriculumblog and I get it. He blogs well and often about various aspects of curriculum and instruction. Steven is one of those rare bloggers that includes footnotes in his pieces. In other words, he knows his stuff and he backs it up with actual research. And if you’ve ever read one of his pieces you know exactly what I mean.

When see I Steven, I see a father, a husband and a devoted servant-leader who, as John Maxwell preaches, constantly adds value to others. The title of this piece were words spoken by Steven when he was discussing his mistake on My Bad. And while I don’t doubt for a moment that it happened, I do doubt that it will ever happen again. You see, this was a mistake that Steven made when he was young and in his first years of teaching. We’ve all been there. We’ve all been guilty. But I will return to his mistake in a bit. For now, I would like to discuss Steven Weber as I know him today. And the best way to do this is tell you a brief story.

As I am writing this chapter I am presently an assistant principal and have been for over seven years. Several times in recent years I have unsuccessfully applied for principal positions. Most recently, I applied for a principal position and was given an interview. While I felt relatively comfortable about my interviewing skills, I knew that I could always improve. This is where Steven enters the picture.

Steven is in a Voxer group (IBA) of which I am fortunate to be a member. I love Voxer because you get to learn from and share with others in a way that you can’t quite do in 140 characters or on a Facebook post. The beauty of this group, to which I am forever indebted, is that they are a constant source of support and encouragement. As you can imagine, once they heard that I would be interviewing for a principal position they became excited and besides my wife, were my number one cheerleaders.

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The Orlando-Vincente fight during lunch recess began with loud name-calling and pushing and shoving. It quickly escalated to shouting profanities and throwing fists. The whole thing lasted only a few minutes but left both boys sniffling and bleeding.

Then both second-graders were brought to my office for their trial and sentencing.

“Thank you, Ana,” I said in greeting the playground aide. “Another fun day, huh?”

“Nothing I can’t handle,” she replied with a grin. “But they’re all yours now. I need to get back out there. The third graders are coming.”

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What do you see when you look at the photo above?

I think after reading this piece I will know your answer. At least that is my hope.

In the past week both my daughter and my son have gotten very angry with me. My son is five and my daughter is eleven and so their anger take different forms.

Sometimes my son will whine and cry if he doesn’t get what he wants. We usually ignore him so that he realizes that that is not how life works. Oftentimes this makes it worse and the result can often be quite embarrassing. Especially if we are out in public.

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