Thursday, August 30, 2012

Open House vs. Assessment Days

Open House vs. Assessment Days:  
One Teacher’s Perspective
       I am a teacher.  I became a teacher because I love kids and want to help kids to love learning.  Most days I am excited to get up in the morning and start my day working with my seven-and-eight-year-old second graders.  But, there is one day when I am not excited to get up in the morning.  That day is Open House!     
       Picture this:  You have 26 students whom you have never met.  You have been busy all day preparing the classroom and writing student names on lockers and desks and workbooks.  The students can enter your classroom anytime between 5:00 and 7:00.  Most of them come at the same time!  They come with parents, grandparents, siblings, and sometimes a second set of parents.  It can be hard to tell which child is the second grader as they come in various sizes!  It is always hard to keep track of which child goes with which parent!  You don’t know which parents are divorced, so that can be akward.  While you try to greet everyone as they come into the room in droves, your mouth starts to hurt from smiling so much and you can’t remember which child you asked about his/her summer and which ones you haven’t.  They unpack their bursting backpacks and you try to direct where tissues and paintshirts go while parents start to surround you to tell you important information about their child.  Again, you can’t remember which child goes with which parent!  And, then sometimes a name can be either a boy’s name or a girl’s name and inevitably you guess the wrong one and the parent is offended.  You grab a notebook to write down one kid’s allergy, while you listen to tales of woe about summer illnesses or parent anxiety.  All the while, you are trying desperately to make a good, confident first impression, when all you truly feel is like you are caught in the middle of a tornado!  Then once the room empties, you have to translate your own messy notes, re-do many of the name tags because John goes by “Johnny” and you spelled Anabella wrong!  It’s exhausting!
      This year Becker Primary and Becker Intermediate chose to try something a little different.  We are going to use the first two days of school as an opportunity to spend time with each individual child.  At their scheduled conference time, a student will come to the classroom, put his/her things in his/her desk and then sit down with the teacher for a beginning-of-the-year asssessment.  In the meantime, the parent sits in the hallway and fills out forms, watches an introductory video on the i-pad, and reads the classroom newsletter.  Once the assessment is done and the teacher has gotten a few minutes to talk with the parent, the two of them go to a number of stations around the school.  So, “Johnny” gets his LifeTouch picture taken in one room, gets tested on Reading Fluency (Dibels) and 200 High Frequency Words by friendly interventionists and knowledgeable specialists, and does an active SMART assessment with a Physical Education teacher.  Moms get to pay for lunch and milk break, update Skyward family information, and buy their child a special book bag, clear folder, and headphones!  Uff-dah!
      What you may not know, is that these Assessment Days save us weeks of valuable learning time!  It takes at least an hour per classroom to get fall photos taken from Life Touch.  The Dibels test takes 30 minutes per classroom and uses all the interventionists in the school for up to three weeks.  That means those interventionists cannot be working with students for three weeks!  They are simply assessing.  What a waste of valuable learning time!  The High Frequency Words are usually done by the classroom teacher in addition to the beginning-of-the-year assessment.  It takes approximately 45 minutes per child to do those two tests. 
      Now picture this:  As the teacher, you know this time of year is crucial to creating the type of atmosphere you desire for your classroom.  You have only begun to explain classroom procedures and expectations.  Very few routines are perfected.  Students are “testing” the teacher to see what they can get away with.  And, what are you supposed to do?  Individually test each child (for 45 minutes) as the rest of the class is kept busy.  What?!?!  Are you crazy?  A child can only read or color or do busy work for so long!  What a stressful situation!  In addition, the child you are testing is being distracted by the other students in the room, the loud new kindergarten class in the hallway, the 4th graders playing mini golf for Gym outside, and the telephone ringing!  Not ideal!  There must be another way!
       As a teacher, I am extremely grateful that there is another way!  Assessment Days are the way to go!  This year I am not as stressed out as usual.  I am enjoying getting the final touches of my classroom ready.  I am excited to spend one-on-one time with each student next week.  And, I truly appreciate the extra effort the parents are making to help make these days possible. 

Saturday, August 25, 2012

If....

Anna with Auntie Jen
      If I had more time I would spend hours and hours with my niece Anna and my nephews Kit, Benjamin and Drew.  I would play piano and violin more and maybe join an orchestra.  I would be an exercise fanatic and make healthier meals.  Even more blog entries would be written and maybe I'd even write the book Benjamin's Rainbow Train as a sequel to Drew's Rainbow Ball.  I'd talk on the phone with friends longer.  Every minute my husband is home, I would spend by his side.  I would scrapbook more.  I would read more.  The list goes on and on.  You know what I mean.  You could make your own list!
     But, then there's a whole next level to this "If" thought.  If I had the time and energy, what kinds of things would I choose to do in the area of ministry?  Whoa!  Let me tell you about it....
  • I would start a Liturgical Dance group to perform for church.
  • I would do a discipleship group with middle school girls.
  • I would start and lead an after-school kids choir to sing for church.
  • I would lead a worship-music-themed aerobics class.
  • I would help high school kids express themselves through Art in Worship (finding ways to use art mediums to express worship to God - photography, clay sculptures, watercolor, woodworking, paper, etc.).
  • I would put together letters and packages to send to our missionaries on a regular basis.
  • I would organize a fundraiser for either Feed My Starving Children or Show Hope Ministries in the form of a Chocolate Cook-Off that was a huge success in my brother's church.
  • I would start a ministry of having kids read the Bible to people in Nursing Homes.
  • I would help Todd and three of his buddies prepare Southern Gospel songs for special music.
  • I would create a 16 member Carolers group to sing at church during the Christmas season.
  • I would lead a small group Bible Study, a worship team, and the Children's Christmas Program!
But, alas, I am a teacher.  My life is being a teacher, a wife, a friend, and a child of God.  I know my limits.  I cannot commit to much of anything because teaching takes all of me - my energy, my creativity, my time, my brain-power, my motivation, everything.  I'm not bitter - I'm just in mourning that the summer is over and all these dreams and ideas seem impossible while I'm a teacher.  So, God uses me as a teacher.  Teaching is my ministry.  God has a plan for my new school year.  It's going to be good. 

Friday, August 24, 2012

Why I Write

"I write to find out what I'm thinking about." - author unknown
       I used to have that quote on a piece of cardstock taped on my old Apple computer.  I cut it out of a pamphlet from Concordia College's Writing Center.  It had an author documented, but now that the cardstock cut-out is long gone, along with that large-floppy-disk-friendly computer, I can only remember the quote.  That reminds me of how I can memorize Bible verses, but can never seem to remember the chapter or verse......(Hmm, "perhaps somewhere in one of Paul's letters?")!
     As a child, I would write pages and pages of fiction stories about bunnies or girls like me.  In junior high and high school I wrote for the school paper.  I liked to create multiple choice quizzes under the title, "The Choice Is Yours!"  The quizzes always had to do with silly things like what you would do if you stepped on an ant and knew the Ant Patrol saw you!  When not creating humorous quizzes, I liked to interview people and turn the interviews into short articles. I wrote about Sara who loved cats and Corey who adored her Grandma and Helena who was adjusting to life in America as a foreign exchange student from Sweden.  I wrote so many articles, that our newspaper advisor would call me his "Head Writer."  I was asked to be the editor of the paper in the fall of my senior year of high school.  I regret saying no.  I had just agreed to edit the school yearbook, and looking back, I would have much preferred being the Newspaper Editor.  But, as my mom would say, "You can't change it now!"
     Besides my public writing projects, I wrote in my journals a large amount.  There were definitely times when I just felt all mixed up inside and didn't know why.  I would sit down and write pages and pages of "stuff" and pretty soon, as the quote above explains, I would figure out what I was thinking about.  I would work through it in my writing.  I would write until I found a better perspective or until I had set some new goals for myself.  I always felt better after writing something out.  Sometimes I wrote letters to someone - honest letters that I would never send.  Sometimes I wrote letters to God - full of raw emotion and questions.  A few times I wrote letters to pastors who had given sermons that morning that I disagreed with:  "God Gets the Last Laugh" was not a good picture of the character of my compassionate, loving God!  Then there was the sermon about Jesus writing people's sins in the sand - when Scholars have written about how NO ONE KNOWS what Jesus wrote in the sand that day and I believe the character of Jesus would never do such a thing!  I could go on and on.  Grandma Alber used to call me her little Theologian!
     I also enjoy writing real letters that I do actually send.  I've always had pen pals.  I've always looked forward to getting the mail each afternoon.  And, now I enjoy emails and facebook and blogs so much that I've become a bit of a "junkie!"  But, it's all an art form - this way of expressing yourself with words.  It's fun!
    I write because it's fun.  It fills up something in me that needs to be expressed.  Writing is a part of who I am.  I may not always be able to express myself in a conversation satisfactorily, but give me some time to write it all out and I've got clarity and confidence!  I'm thankful God made me the way I am.  And, I'm thankful for my MacBook that I can carry around and write to my heart's content.  I know that some of my blogs never get read by anyone but my biggest fans - my parents, but I don't expect to have a huge following (like "The Pioneer Woman").  Perhaps one of my blogs at some point helps some person in some way and that makes it worth it. 

Monday, August 20, 2012

Puppet Louis is a star!

Allow me to introduce you to Louis!  Louis has played many roles.  He began in puppet ministry in Sharon, North Dakota and then was given over to Cornerstone Outreach Group at Concordia College in Moorhead and then he and his best friend Sasha were given 
 to me to use as a teacher or in other ways.  Ahhh, little did they know just how often Louis would be used simply to entertain!  You see, I've had a lot of friends get married through the years and so I've enjoyed providing them with some laughs.  I simply
pretend that Louis is the groom and I am the bride and we sing a very romantic song together.  Actually, we lip sync to the song "My Darling" by Doris Day and Buddy Clark.  We swoon and smooch and have a dramatic good time.  Louis has been Larry, David, Peter, Keith, Zach, and Brian to name just a few.  My dear Todd just saw Louis do his stuff on Friday night.  His response?  "I've seen Jennifer do a lot of things, but nothing quite like this!"  I think he liked it!
    My inspiration?  Sheri Lewis!  I was a huge fan of hers as a child.  I memorized the William Tell Overture words that she created to tell the story.  I knew the names of all her puppets.  In addition to adoring Sheri Lewis, I also LOVED to lip sync.  I would give performances for my parents, my friends, even the video camera in 6th grade (just imagine me lip syncing to Whitney Houston's The Greatest Love of All?).  Ha!  Ha!  Ha! 
   I've also always enjoyed using puppets to play with my nephews and niece and kids I've babysat for.  It's amazing how every child giggles and giggles when Louis pretends to eat his/her hand and then spits it out with a funny sound.  Belly laughs from sweet kids!
   I recently found this photo of me giving a puppet show at my Grandma and Grandpa Iverson's house.  I guess I've always loved puppets!     




Friday, August 17, 2012

Walk "wah wah"

In Ukraine

In Germany
I'm gonna walk "wah wah"
Sing "la la" 
Shout "OH!"
And clap my hands 
Until Jesus Christ comes again!

I know I have a friend who lives inside of me and every time I call on him I walk in victory.

Hey!  Hey!  I'm gonna walk
"WAH WAH"
Sing "LA LA"
Shout "OH!"
And clap my hands
Until Jesus Christ comes again!

Oh yeah!

Gotta love songs from our childhood.  That was one we sang in Sunday School a lot.  Some of my earliest, happiest memories of learning about God were in Sunday School Singing Time!  Here are some others I particularly remember:
"The Arky Arky"
"Praise Ye The Lord"
"I've Got Peace Like A River"
"I Will Call Upon The Lord"
"This Little Light of Mine"
"Joshua Fought The Battle of Jericho"
"Seek Ye First"
"Jesus Loves The Little Children"
"Beloved, Let Us Love One Another"
"Ho-Ho-Ho-Hosanna"
"Make a Joyful Noise Unto The Lord"
"He He He He is Alive!"
"12 men went to spy on Canaan!"
"Let's Have a Party" (from Story Tellin' Man)  

14186 Pineview Drive

 It was December of 2004.  I was a 27 year old single gal who planned to teach in Becker the rest of her life.  I had moved every fall for the past 9 years.  I was ready to own my own home.  I had a fabulous roommate (Angie Arthur).  I felt so grown up!  I had signed all the papers and had the official "closing."  This blue-sided home you see in the picture was mine!  I was soooo excited.  Allow me to give you a tour of the home I lived in for three years before I met and married the man of my dreams (who whisked me off to his home).
      Angie and I called our home "The Moose Lodge" because of the awesome decor.  It was very North Woodsy with log railings on the staircases, log walls in the living room, birch bark laminate on the kitchen cupboards, and shiny wood floors in the front room.  There was a light made of moose antlers (from Cabella's).  Angie used to tell people I would swing from the antlers sometimes!
     Todd and I still call it "The Moose Lodge" to help keep straight which house we are talking about.  After we got married, we rented "The Moose Lodge" to a nice young couple who take excellent care of the place!  It will always have a sentimental place in my heart! 
    
    I turned 28 in January, soon after buying my house.  When I came home from my birthday supper, I found my house full of streamers and balloons and my CD player was playing tunes from "Seven Brides for Seven Brothers!"  What fun!  Sarah
 Olsen and some of her friends had been at it again.  That was awesome!
    Angie and I had such fun adding to the unique decor.  We were always on the lookout for greenery or "moosey" things.  We had a monkey hanging from one railing and a bear hugging another.  
    We had two open houses for church family and neighbors.  The house was jam-packed with people.  An open house was definitely Angie's idea of fun, but I'm sure glad I went along with it.  Good

 memories!
     Our living room was a place to sit and talk or read a book or listen to music.  When I had mono we brought the TV up into the living room and I laid on our couch watching movie after movie.  
     On Halloween, we had trick-or treators.  That was the first time I'd ever given candy away for Halloween from my own home.  That was great!
my bedroom
The International Room
The kitchen

The office/exercise room/music room
     My bedroom was jam-packed with "stuff" and was a fun place to decorate with dolls and pictures and things that made me happy. 
    We had three rooms in the basement - a bathroom/furnace/laundry room and two rooms that could be used as bedrooms if needed.  The International Room was also our TV room.  Angie and I loved to watch "Travel the Road" episodes down there or play "Disney Scene-It" with company.  We had things displayed from Ukraine, China, Africa, Germany, India, Papua New Guinea, Japan, and more.  The other downstairs room had my exercise bike and Nordic Track for exercising.  It had my piano and a place for my music.  It had my desk and computer too.  
     The kitchen was a great place to talk, make fabulous concoctions and enjoy tasty treats.  Our small table for four was in there (but not in any pictures).  We enjoyed eating meals there and having occasional company over to try things like "Chicken Curry" or "Pad Thai."  We creative cooks!  
Merry Christmas from Jen and Angie!
   We had our own Christmas tree (thanks to the Olsen family for giving Angie their old one).  We set up Nativity Scenes and played Christmas music all of November and December!  
    One special memory I have is of my grandparents coming to see my home.  I remember thinking that they may not ever meet my future husband or future
Grandma and Grandpa Alber got to see my home!
kids, but I was glad they could see my home and my school where I taught and my church where I attended.  It turned out that Grandma did live long enough to get to know my husband Todd.  What a blessing!  
      I have been asked if I wished I had waited and not bought a house since I only lived in it for three years (and I bought it at the height of the housing market - cha ching!).  My reply?  There was absolutely no way for me to know that a husband was coming along and I was ready to move on with my life as a single gal.  I wanted to buy a home.  It was a dream for me and I made it come true.  I think I made a good choice.  I wouldn't change a thing. 

Punky Brewster?

 I loved the Punky Brewster show on T.V.  I was a faithful viewer!  And, sometimes I even dressed up like her!  Now she reminds me of Pippi Longstocking!  Part of what I liked about the show was the adorable golden lab. puppy.  Wow- I wanted a puppy just like that.  His name was Brandon.  He was loveable and sweet and so perfect!  So, I got my own Brandon!  I don't even remember where the stuffed puppy came from, I just remember how much I loved that dog.  Grandpa Alber came to visit and made me a doghouse for Brandon.  He let me help.  I used the saw and cut the   
boards for the roof.  I painted the paneling walls red.  I pounded in the nails.  Grandpa put in carpeting and did all the hard stuff.  Mom made the cardboard sign and wrote "Brandon" in her perfect handwriting.  Later, Patty made me a pillow that she had sown.  She had put "B.I. loves J.I." on it too!  I would play with Brandon for hours.  I found a nightgown that fit him perfectly so I dressed him in that at night.  I found flashcards of the Presidents, so I would put them in his house for him to study.  
     Brandon was the closest thing I ever got to a pet puppy.  But, some wonderful memories were made.  The picture of Brandon and his doghouse was taken just last week on our porch where he has a seat of honor in our home.