Wednesday, May 16, 2007

French Gifted and Talented Club


Well, seeing as how I have been working with a wonderful group of 12 kids over the last few months, teaching them French, I thought I would write a little bit about them. Like I said, I have been working with 12 year 6 students, hand-picked just for me :), and we have been learning an array of French "stuff."

We have learned everything from greetings to numbers and colors, to the "head, shoulders, knees and toes" song. Last week, however, was our most exciting week as were celebrating the French festival of Mardi Gras. In celebration of this, we made Mardi Gras masks and dedicated a whole block to making and tasting our own delicious crepes. It was a lot of fun and the students loved it! It was a great way to top off our time togther.


Although making crepes was a lot of fun, I found out what it is like to manage students in the kitchen. And I only had 12! Imagine having 30. I found that it was hard to ensure every person had a job, hard to keep up with the cleaning so that I did not have to do it all myself at the end, and it was difficult to make sure things were being done "right." I think, in the end, I should have let them so more of the flipping..... but what I can do in 10 seconds, takes them over a minute! In the end, we just did not have enough time and cooking supplies and utensils were few and far between at school, making it harder with the bigger groups (I was not about to lug cooking supplies to school on the bus!) Overall though, it was a huge success and the kids really did love it. Next time I do cooking with students, I will have extra activities/jobs planned!!

Wednesday, May 9, 2007

Conduct-NG


My goodness, I have been meaning to write about this for ages and I have been having such problems with my computer and getting pictures from it, that I have neglected to write this post for a very important reason: it would simply not be doing it justice without the pictures.

So, about a week before term break, the three lovely Canadians were invited by, Chris, the only male Canadian, to attend Christchurch Girls' band concert. It did not take long for us ladies to decide that we were all in for seeing Chris Ng in action!

It wasn't long before we met up with Chris and saw just what kind of impact he was having on the school.... The students loved him! We quickly saw that he had an excellent relationship with them and that they all responded very well to him. In no time at all, he had over 100 female students' attention and they were ready to begin....

We were lucky enough to see Chris at his finest.... conduct-NG, of course (many jokes of the like were made by the students and liked by the audience!) He was a fantastic conductor with much enthusiasm and mre rapid hand movements then I could muster in any given day, let alone few minutes. Needless to say, I was very impressed and reakkt very proud of his performance.


Once the band was done, Chris was up next in the saxophone quartet. And what another great performance! He blew us all away with his many musical talents.

But it was in the end (or was it the middle?) that Chris really made us feel all quite special. He had all three of us stand up and introduced us to the audience as his fellow Canadian friends and told where each of us were teaching. He spoke of our experience in getting to Christchurch and how we happened to stumble upon New Zealand but how thankful we all were that we had.

It was truly an entertaining night and I felt so lucky to have seen Chris "in action," how he teaches, and the many talents that he has to offer!

Also, we even got to see a barbershop song (acapella) as well as the most wonderful violinists. Truly a memorable night. Thanks Chris!

Wednesday, May 2, 2007

PSIII Final Report


For my final teaching practicum, I travelled to Christchurch, New Zealand, to Paparoa Street School, to see what a different school system and culture would have to offer.

Upon arrival, I felt not only overwhelmed with being in a new country, but also being in a different school system, surrounded by people I had absolutely no connection with. I was quite nervous to start and was nervous that there would be terminology, rules, and programs that I would not be familiar with. This was in fact true, but the staff welcomed my questions and made me feel right at home from the very beginning. Everyone accepted me with open arms and after only a few short days, I felt very comfortable as a staff member and was excited to start learning about this new school and its system.

I was placed in a Year 3 and 4 composite class with senior teacher, Tanya Wells, as my mentor teacher. With twenty boys and nine girls, I knew I was up for a challenge. Settling into the routine was quite easy and I fell back into my role as teacher, but it was getting used to the students’ accents and understanding what they were saying that was the real challenge. Just a few short days in, I could tell that I was going to need to step up my focus on classroom management, as having twenty boys in one classroom can be quite a bit busy.

I struggled with this at first, and found that I had more trouble here with management, than in any of my other practicums. Having just come from a Grade 5 class, I was not used to giving such specific directions, down to exactly how students should be lining up. I was losing my ability to manage the class as a whole. So, I re-evaluated my management plan and decided to incorporate the “Marble Jar” which would be used as a reward system. This worked beautifully and the students responded well to being praised for playground behaviour, effort, and overall attitude. They loved the marble jar and counted the marbles everyday to tell me just how many were left until “treat day.”

On the curricular aspect of things, I taught and helped teach everything from daily fitness, to reading and writing, to Math, and Social Studies-based topic. One of the areas that I found most difficult to teach was math, as I do not have a lot of background in the proper teaching of number knowledge and strategies, and handwriting because my handwriting is atrocious! However, I can say that I have had a positive shift in attitude toward teaching Math. While I had always found it tedious and boring to teach in previous placements, I find that I have learned to like it. Tanya, my mentor teacher, has taught me so much about incorporating games and teaching strategies that really help with students’ learning. Another area that I have found myself drawn to in Social Studies. Our themes for topic in Term 1 and 2 (Life as an Early Settler and Incredible Journeys) have created such all-around learning that I now want to try and only do theme-based units where all areas of the curriculum are tied in for deep and meaningful learning.

In terms of planning, I have learned so much about new ways to plan and new ways to get the best out of students and their learning. I have always been very interested in portfolios and was able to see them in use and how valuable they truly are to students and their parents. I learned about theme-based units, how to create the “big picture” and mould subjects and learning around this in order to create deeper and more meaningful learning. I learned about a new way of testing and how to test students so that they are put into individual learning groups that deal with material appropriate for their age level of learning. I learned about portfolios and was able to see how they actually fit into the classroom setting. One of the biggest differences that I observed was the independence that schools have here. I see now that this is a great way to run a school as principals have much more control and freedom to run their school in a way that is best for the students and their needs. With the government delegating what funds go where and what schools deserve certain resources, equipment, and programs over others, it is hardly beneficial to the kids at those schools who are simply missing out. But as a student-teacher who is coming in from a different country, a different culture, a different perspective, and a different school system, I realise that there is so much to learn from other schools and other countries, that only an experience abroad could open one’s eyes to. This practicum has made me realise a new philosophy for myself: that to grow as a teacher means first to grow as a person, and this practicum has been all that for me: a four month term of professional and individual growth and development.

While there were many differences that I noted between Albertan schools and New Zealand schools, there is one major cultural difference. New Zealand seems to be much more united with their national roots. There is so much effort being put into the preservation of this culture, that it is appalling to think of how our native culture is treated at home. Here, there is not the racism, there is not the isolation, there is not only one school for every hundred miles that teaches First Nations culture. Here, students are exposed to Maori culture and language on a weekly basis. All students know words, phrases, songs, and numbers of the Maori language. They see the celebration of the culture, mostly through the Haka, at almost every assembly, sporting event, and festival. It is everywhere; it is a part of the community and the country. It is not separate and it is not saved for one day of the year; a day we call Cultural Day. It is not known by only people of that culture, it is known by all. Teachers are required by law to report to the government on how their Maori students are doing. They do not fall through the cracks here like our First Nations do at home. There is a nation-wide effort being put into bringing the culture back to life, to spread its roots to more than just its own people. The library carries an infinite number of Maori literature; authors, legends, fables, and fairy tales all line the shelves. Shop stores have their name in both English and Maori. No such thing exists with the Blackfoot or Iroquois language at home. It is truly unbelievable to think how we, as a country, are letting such an amazing, unique, and essential part of our history, fade away. Being here, has made me realise that we need more people at home like we have here in New Zealand; people who do not turn a blind eye to the loss of a culture.

Throughout my term at Paparoa Street school, I have been included in so many extra activities that I have not experienced before and that have shown me a new and different side to teaching. For example, in our class, we visited Ferrymead, a historical site that re-creates the life of the early settlers. With old movie theatres, household chores, baking, and a very strict classroom, it was a relevant and applicable field trip because it emphasised what was being learned in class and showed them another way of learning. We also walked the Bridle Path, a long and steep path that the early settlers walked to settle into Christchurch from Lyttleton Harbour. It gave perspective and a new outlook, one that allowed them to put themselves in the shoes of an early settler and showed the students where they come from and how lucky they were to be there. I believe that no other activity could have showed them this as well as it did. I also attended the Senior School camp at Camp Wainui and realised what an educational experience camp is for students. I have heard many teachers at home say that they no longer bother with camp but I now see that it is worth all the time and preparation. The students absolutely love it is such a great opportunity to get to know another side of your students and fellow teachers. I had an amazing time at camp and would not hesitate at any moment, with the help and support of other teachers and parents, to take my future senior classes to camp. The out-of classroom learning experiences that I have shared in, have shown me that there is not only a lot of learning to be done within the walls of the classroom, but much to learn outside of it as well.

I was also involved in some part-time cricket coaching of the Senior A girls team, just to learn one of New Zealand’s favourite games. I also did a Canadian piece for Cultural Day and coached nine students toward loving country music! We did a two-stepping line dance to Nitty Gritty Dirt Band’s “Cadillac Ranch” in front of the whole school but it was truly an amazing experience. After all the time that was put into practises, I felt so proud of those students after that dance and it felt so good to know I had been a part of it. I had been involved in extra-curricular activities before, but not one that had been my own, where I was wholly responsible for making sure they knew what they needed to know on time and to ensure all ran smoothly. It ended up being an absolute success and the students shone brighter than I had ever expected them to. My PD Project too, which was the French Gifted and Talented club, was a great opportunity to get to know students in other classes and at different levels. It was great to have just a small group of twelve students who wanted to be there and were excited and all that was done. I taught them many new French words, we played some games to reinforce their learning, and we even celebrated the French festival of Mardi Gras and made crepes. In doing the club, I realised that it is important to get to know other student sin the school and that we sometimes get to caught-up and focused on our own class that we do not make the effort to meet other students. This is one area that I believe I could have worked on and that was to spend more time outside with the students and get to know some other people from different classes.

While I have always loved teaching, I have never been one hundred percent sure, which age level I would prefer to teach. I absolutely love younger children but find myself more drawn to wanting to teach the older students. However, I am so happy and thankful that I have had this practicum, to point me in this direction. I have loved my time with this class and would not change it for the world. However, it has made me aware of my personality and qualities as a teacher. I find that with my sense of humour and way of doing things, that I am better suited for an older age group. Teaching with the younger students though, has taught me much about patience, compassion, consistency, and management. Without this practicum, I truly would not have realised my full potential as a teacher. I say this because without New Zealand and the knowledge, skill, and experience of Tanya, my mentor teacher, I would not have been able to experience the things that I have always wanted to learn about but have been unable to see in practise. And with every single wonderful individual in that class, I have become a stronger, more rounded, and balanced teacher and individual.

In conclusion, this practicum has not only helped guide me toward greater independence in life, but it has guided me along my path as a teacher and has lifted my confidence tremendously. I could not have asked for a better country than New Zealand and its culture was never anything but good to me. But without Paparoa Street school and everyone in it, Tanya and all of those children, I would have never realised the part of myself that is now returning home to Canada, a changed person and a better teacher.

Mixed Feelings Anyone?


When I logged on to blogger just now, I was planning on writing about the differences in teaching cursive handwriting in New Zealand vs. Alberta. However, I though that might be a bit boring for my family and friends who read this :) and honestly, I just feel like writing what I am thinking right now.

One week ago, upon my return to school from term break and a wonderful trip up North, I was feeling rather dull about having to get back into the real world. The first few days back at school were quite difficult and I was feeling, not that I didn't want to be there, but more simply that I just wanted to be home. As you can tell from the blog I posted last week, that is what was on my mind. My mom was going in for day surgery, not a big deal but something I would have liked to be there for, I had not talked to my Dad in over a month as we had been playing phone tag and the time difference was working against us, and I had not spoken to any of my friends back home in far too long. Every time I get a phone card, it seems to run out in just a matter of days. (Although I suppose that is not a bad thing :)

Anyways, after a few days of only wanting to sleep and feeling quite sad about home, more than ever before (first time since I left though is not so bad!) and a much needed attitude adjustment, I was feeling back at home and back in the groove. Now that I feel back to my normal self again, I cannot seem to wrap my head around the fact that I will be gone, from New Zealand, in just four weeks.

When I think about my time here, there are simply not words to describe how completelty amazing it has been and everyhting that I will miss when I am gone. Teaching here has been an experience like no other and I could not have anticipated that I would learn so much. And there is so mcuh that I will miss. I will miss my home here, a space that I have made my own over the last 4 months and one that I will be sad to leave. I will miss all of the people I have and have come to love so much, I will miss those 28 beautiful children in my class. I will miss wheels of cheese at every staff event, secretly laughing at people who do not take their shoes off in other peoples' houses, hanging my clothes out to dry outside on a windy day, foreign roomates and never knowing from what country they will be from, road trips with the girls, the scenery, my daily walk to school, and a thousand other things that I wouldn't even have time to name. I will miss it all.

I am no longer in a rush to go home because I want to cherish every moment that I have left here. I know that when the time comes for home, I will be ready then. But not now. I am not yet ready to leave the friendly and hospitable stangers who help me with directions on the street, nor the selfless and incredible people from my school.


Well, that is about all that was on my mind, but just for good measure, here is a chart of some cursive handwriting differences. Notice how the 'r' is different, a lot capital letetr are different, and as well as certain letters that link. Here, if the letter is written by starting with your pencil from the top then you must lift your pencil and start from the top.




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(Sorry, not the best example ever but the best one I could find.)