Today, I asked my class of seven-year-olds to write about a time when something happened that caused them to feel a “strong feeling or emotion.”
One little boy wrote illegibly. He struggles with reading and writing, but he tries so hard. He related something that happened less than a year ago. This is what he read to me:
“I felt scared when my dad was beating up all these people. They were fighting in the road and my dad got hit by a car and I never saw my dad ever again.”
Another boy wrote, “Once someone broke into our house and killed my brother. I felt so sad.”
Also today, a newspaper article revealed that our urban district’s teacher ratings were largely substandard. We teachers, on the other hand, have yet to receive that information.
None of this makes a lot of sense at the moment. No neat blogpost wrap up.