I wish that I could have included this video somehow in the final report cards of about eight of my students this year, because this pretty much captures their learning this year. Eight kids who are making and shooting “paper hornets” on a daily basis has a pretty profound impact on the hygiene and learning of a classroom. I believe that I have mentioned my students’ impressive ability to crease paper more effectively by spitting upon it. They do not possess an overwhelming generosity of spirit, but they are really quite selfless when it comes to giving up and dispersing their saliva.
If you are new to Peachy’s report card comments, you may be picturing a pale suburban clientele, in which case you would be sadly misled. Aren’t they adorable?
My class is a bit less enthusiastic. And if they all put their hands up like that, people would be losing consciousness within seconds. We don’t encourage that nonsense. No, mine are more like this:
But let’s get down to it—the bane of the educator’s existence. The comments. The comments I tackle here will tend to revolve around students for whom the teacher scratches her head for minutes on end, just trying to come up with one small piece of insight that offers a suitably hazy filter. You don’t need any guidance to come up with comments for that class up there. . .Well, maybe that one with the Christmas bow in her hair.
We try to include some tidbit of data—this is really for the administrators, as parents really don’t have a huge interest in that numerical food by which we live and die. Thus, in our nicely laundered comment, we may say something like this:
El Capitan is reading 120 words per minute. He has mastered his multiplication facts through 5. El Capitan should continue to read challenging chapter books and practice skip counting daily this summer. Good luck in sixth grade!
El Capitan can sound out words but has no clue as to the meaning of what he reads. This is especially apparent when he constructs “paper hornets” under his desk during reading tasks. Although you have been unable to penetrate the force field surrounding the school this year, I have learned that the library is four steps away from your home, and people are permitted to borrow and read books from there. They have a lot of them. Also, my dog can skip count by fives. Step it up. GOOD LUCK in sixth grade.
Slightly altered from reality:
LaShaw’na has demonstrated an interest in graphic design—this, combined with her expanding vocabulary, have resulted in a colorful social studies project during this marking period. LaShaw’na has also developed a unique note-taking strategy. Read, read, read! Good luck in sixth grade, LaShaw’na!
LaShaw’na embellishes her textbooks, her desk, her pantlegs, and her arms with the proper noun, “Bitch Ass.” She consistently spells “Bitch Ass” correctly! I am guessing that this is the given name of an older relative, first name “Bitch,” last name “Ass.” It would be fantastic if Bitch Ass could spend some time reading with LaShaw’na this summer, as she tends to stare blankly when asked questions such as, “What happened in that last sentence we read?” Good effing LUCK next year!
Made up niceties:
Dennis has an affinity for physical fitness, the fine arts, and for word study. I am confident that he will make his mark on middle school! Good luck in 6th grade!
Once, Dennis said the word “wheat” (pronounced “hweat”) three thousand times in the space of fifteen minutes. He has launched a small business selling transparent tape sculptures of zombies, and has clean-and-jerked a large table. These activities have proven to be slight obstacles to learning, as the words get blurry when one is sprinting past the classroom door. Remember, snack is not provided in the In-School Suspension room at middle school. But the lunch is equally delicious! GLI6G!
Teachers everywhere, have a lovely summer.