Students brought boxes or bags from home to receive Valentines from their friends! I forgot to take a picture of all their hard work! Yikes! We talked about the love of friends and the kind of love we have for our class family. We don't have a "smoochy" kind of love at school. (Then we all pucker up and make smoochy kiss sound.... lots of fun).
Writing! I loved, loved, loved this little writing activity! We cut out our hearts, tore up pieces of paper, and wrote about who we love to pieces and why. A couple of my faves were students who love their step-dads.
I love my Jake to pieces because he tucks me in. |
I love my Mom to pieces because I can lay with her. |
"I love Dad to pieces because he protects the world." |
Phonics! We started out tapping out some words, which evolved into talking about word families. Then students gave me a thumbs up if they knew it was a real word, they put thumbs down if they knew it was a nonsense word, and half-way if they were not sure.
Special gifts! My little valentines gave me special gifts and so in this digital age, we took selfies together! :)
I wanted a picture of a cookie that I got from our district (thanks for the cookies, they were amazing), but I had a room full of photo bombers!
So.... this happened! I was "Super Hero of the week!" I have until Wednesday to name a new hero. I am supposed to choose classified staff, and classified staff chooses certified staff....
The neon sharpies are so much fun!! |
Splurge? Necessity? I injured my shoulder because my bag is too heavy and too full every day! So I sprang for a rolling back pack! Whoot! So far I love it.
This was a very rewarding teaching week for me and some things I will "announce" later. I feel confident that my kiddos will continue to excel, grow and learn! I love teaching and feel proud to be part of my district. I blessed to work under a principal who wants the best for kids and understands that poverty isn't just about the money. He also understands that judgment never invites positive change and growth. I am where I belong.
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