Tuesday, 17 April 2018

D.N.A. (Dreams, Needs and Abilities) Inventories and Their Power in the Classroom


Meet Little Laurie and Little Cody.
Me and my husband.
As 4 year olds.
Ready for Kindergarten.

These pictures hang next to my computer and are my constant reminder of what is truly important in our classroom... that I have the absolute privilege of spending my days with someone's everything.

Someone's E V E R Y T H I N G.

My life changed in so many when I became Mom and my classroom was not immune to the changes. The biggest change was my mindset as a teacher. It became crystal clear to me that I needed to adjust my path and prioritize connections and relationships.

When I thought of how I would want my OWN children to be treated, I knew that there was no possible way I could continue on the path I was on with other people's children. I wanted the best for my kids and their school experiences. I wanted for every teacher they get to be their "favourite" teacher. And as my own kids headed to school for the first time, I knew that it wasn't only MY kids that deserve this but ALL kids that deserve this.

I want great things for my own kids. For Little Laurie and Little Cody. I want for ALL kids to feel heard, cared for and wanted. I was searching for a way to pull all of this together and create a classroom culture where our kids felt valued and cared for. And then, along came Tom Hierck.


In 2016, I had the pleasure of attending a PD session with Tom Hierck (@thierck). I left that day with some strong messages. First and foremost, the message that EVERY student is a success story waiting to be told. He challenged us with the idea that successful learning environments are all about the choices we make and that we need to question our methods and try new approaches for learners who aren't ready "yet:.

But the biggest takeaway for me was the whole notion that the best way to build relationships with our students is to know their dreams, needs and abilities and to base their experience in our classrooms around this information.

In his book "Seven Keys to a Positive Learning Environment in Your Classroom", Tom explains that all students arrive in our classrooms with their own dreams, needs and abilities. He suggests "the more teachers can tap into what motivates students and what students bring to the classroom each day, the more they can target instruction to those needs" (p. 41).

And this is where the idea of using DNA inventories in my classroom was born.



I knew immediately that I wanted to incorporate DNA inventories into my classroom. As a Kindergarten teacher and as the first person meeting these kids in our school, I knew that knowing our learner's DNA would be a game changer when it came to building new relationships with new students in our school.

Even though the year was almost done after seeing Tom at that PD session, I went back to the school first thing Monday morning and set aside time for one on one conversations for each and every student. Part of me felt sad and disappointed in myself for not collecting this relationship GOLD before this point. But another part of me thought "Know better. Do better" and got incredibly excited about collecting this data from each learner.


You see, I prided myself on relationships with these kids. I felt like I really knew them. I could tell you about their families and their backgrounds and many of their interests. I knew their favourite colours and animals... I thought I had it licked! But nothing really prepared me that day for the immense sense of connection I felt with our kids. I was overwhelmed by their responses.



(These pictures are from that actual Monday when I first gathered DNA information from our students).

I shared this information with anyone who worked in our classroom. Specialists and volunteers and educational assistants and administrators... anyone who would listen! I preached about the importance of knowing your learners DNA and what a powerful tool it was in our classroom. I was overjoyed with knowing this precious information about our kids.

After reflecting on Tom's message some more, I knew just KNOWING this information wasn't enough. I needed to do more. Tom says in his book "It's clear that using the skill of relationship building (that is discovering every student's DNA) allows teachers to take the next steps in designing high-quality instruction for ALL students". 




At this point, I was starting a new year with a new group of kids. I knew I needed to take the idea of DNA inventories to the next level. I wanted a visual representation of their DNA. I needed it as a reminder for me of what was REALLY important in our class each day. I needed it to send a strong message to anyone who entered our room. I needed it to show the kids that THEY were the ones who mattered most in our room.

This board is the first thing you see when you walk in our room. It invites people to get to know our kid's DNA. The picture is taken on the first day of school for a very purposeful reason. It is a constant reminder of GROWTH. It is taken on a day that the kids are vulnerable/nervous/anxious/excited to start a new adventure. It is taken at the same time that our Little Laurie and Little Cody pictures were taken. My reminder again, that they do not belong to me. They are merely loaned to me by people that love them so much.

The word on the picture is a word chosen by their family that "best represents" them. I love to read over the words and reflect on how they are seen by the ones who love them most.

Now, starting off with DNA questions right off the bat in Kindergarten would be hard to say the least. They do not know me. They do not trust me. And I know that I would get a bunch of "I don't knows" and silence if I were to try and ask these questions on the first day. So, for the first month, these pictures hand with a list of each child's "likes". Favourite colours, songs, animals, games, books... all of the super important facts when you are 4 and 5. As the year progresses, usually within the first month, I move on to DNA for each student. I prefer to ask the questions face to face. I want to see their eyes. I want to hear the passion. I want to high five them for being brave enough to share such vulnerable information.






But our use of DNA inventories doesn't stop there! I now use the information for planning whole group and targeted instruction for our learners. You dream about speaking Spanish in Spain? Let's learn some! You love to draw rainbows? Teach us! You need help with scissor skills? Let's practice! You want to learn the parts of a monster truck/become a Disney princess/name Australian animals...? Let's do it!

I find that knowing this information and applying it in various ways throughout our year together builds a sense of community within our classroom and allows us to meet student needs in a whole new way.



DNA inventories have changed my focus, my energy and my connection with my learners. This precious information and the ways it is used in the classroom allows us to value their dreams, examine their needs without judgement and to focus on their abilities and the gifts they can share with others. It allows them to feel comfortable and cared for so that they can learn effectively. It provides a sense of being heard, loved and wanted in our classroom. It builds our classroom culture and sends the message that they are someone's everything and that it is a privilege to get to spend this time with them.







Monday, 29 January 2018

I haven't always been this awesome...




Since joining Twitter almost 3 years ago, something amazing has happened to me. (Well... to be honest, MANY amazing things have happened to me because of the people I have met on Twitter but that's a post for another time...)

I get DAILY affirmations from teachers around me.

D A I L Y.

Twitter isn’t a place of hate and ignorance for me. It is a place of hope, of inspiration and a perfect example of the power of relationships. I get complimented on my lessons and ideas. I get told by teachers that they wish they were more like me (WHAT?!?) I get told how awesome/kind/connected/reflective I am.

And every time someone pipes up with a compliment, it blows. my. mind. I feel the same about them and I take every opportunity I can to let them know how I feel.

When they do it in return?

I am left feeling a little confused. I am left living in the past. I am left with guilt and regret.

And I want to answer the same way every single time...

"It hasn't always been this way.

I haven't always been this awesome."

In my early days of teaching I found it impossible to be vulnerable which in turn, made it hard for me to connect to students, parents and fellow teachers. I saw others questions as a direct challenge on my competency as an educator. I had no kids of my own and instead of asking parents to help me since they are OBVIOUSLY the "expert" on their child, I pushed them away as hard as I could and acted like a know it all.

I was alone. I was scared. I was overwhelmed. But there was no in hell I was going to show it or ask for help. What a sad and lonely place I was in.

Now? Years of help and surrounding myself with people who GET IT has finally allowed me to realize that I AM A WORK IN PROGRESS and that's ok! Know better, do better right? Now my daily goal is not perfection. It is just to be a little more awesome each and everyday.


"I haven't always been this kind."

I wore a shield of armor for far too many years. I was part of an incredibly toxic relationship (before my Prince Charming came along!) and it left me with a terribly tainted view of the world. Emotional abuse left me feeling broken and jaded. I had no one to trust anymore and without someone to trust, it is hard to be kind.

Being kind takes vulnerability. It takes putting yourself out there without worry about how your acts will be received. Luckily for me, forgiving the past, meeting incredibly inspiring KIND people (who showed me that it was ok to be myself!) and being vulnerable once again allowed for me to realize that everyone has a story. When I keep this at the forefront of my mind? Being kind is easy. A no brainer. A lifestyle and not an act.

And I still have blips in my kindness journey! Sometimes I still say to myself "Tone it down, McIntosh". ESPECIALLY after someone makes a rude comment about my kindness being a "need for attention and gold stars" (<--- true quote right there!) I tell myself that it's not worth the time or effort or the nasty looks, but then I turn to my PLN and I let them set me straight again. Kindness is my jam. Unapologetically my jam.


"I haven’t always been this forgiving."

I loved a good grudge. And putting negative energy into them gave me some strange sense of comfort.

In my 3rd year of teaching I was physically threatened by a parent. Ugh. Talk about dream/soul crushing. To work all of those years toward the dream of being a teacher only to be put in a dangerous situation that changed me forever. I held a grudge. Toward the parent. Toward any person who took pleasure in telling the story like it was some kind of soap opera episode instead of my life. Toward the people who didn't protect me or come to my rescue or feel sorry for me or who told me "don't give up". I was angry at ALL of them.

Until I realized how much ENERGY went into holding on to this experience in my life. I HAD to get over it. For the kids. For my own little family. For myself. So I did.

Forgiveness is an intentional, purposeful, DAILY part of my life now. I try to see the best in everyone. Forgiveness is a key part of who I am today. Of the teacher and parent and friend that I am.


"I haven't always been this connected."

My ideas were MY ideas. Not yours. Not to be shared. Not to be collaborated on. Mine.

And then I started to see tweets like this...


And this...


And this...


I was longing to be connected and to be inspired. But without CONNECTION to other teachers, that was impossible. And without SHARING there was no way that connection could be built. So, off I went on a sharing expedition. Nothing was MINE anymore. It was OURS.

And the most amazing thing happened... I felt loved. And appreciated. And inspired. And connected. And loved some more.

I can't imagine my life any other way. The "mine" days are over. The "ours" days are where it's at.

Sharing is caring. George Couros puts the best I have ever read...


Check. Mate.


"I haven't always been this reflective."

I would be done with a day and call it good and move on. I was too scared to "go there". I was scared of the feelings it would bring up. I was scared I would feel inadequate.

And to blog?!?! No freaking way.

"Who wants to hear what I have to say?"

"I was WAY to much of a screw up to share ANYTHING about the teaching world. No one else would understand".

"I suck at writing".

The self talk was TORTURE!

I reflect through this blog for a couple of reasons but the biggest one? For my kids. Not my school kids. My OWN kids. Molly, Casey and Sadie need to hear that their Mama never got it all right either. And that's ok. We all make mistakes. We are all given a second chance every day to make it right. I want them to see these reflections and KNOW that reflection is important and vital to doing better each and every day.

"I haven't always focused on the kids."

THIS from Todd Nesloney's new book "Stories From the Web" made my mind SPIN this week...


I always THOUGHT I was focused on the kids. And I WAS for the first 2 years. But years 3-6 (after that nasty encounter) of my career? I was wrong. Oh so wrong!

I was about 12% emotional (like when a kid had experienced something really traumatic or had a diagnosis or was upset I was GREAT!) and the rest was ALLLLLLLL academic.

At the time I had no idea just how unfocused on the kids I really was.

On them. On what they REALLY needed.

Again... know better. Do better.

I am proud at how much I REALLY know about my learners now.

There is no doubt that I have finally found the balance that Todd touches on in this quote. And I have never felt better about the place I am in as a teacher.




My goal?

To believe in myself as much as my Twitter PLN does. I'm serious! The daily affirmations they give me are what keep me going and I only hope that I am doing the same for them.

I'm not sure what makes it SO hard to accept a compliment. Why a "you're awesome" makes me want to tell you all the reasons I am not. Makes me want to explain every mistake I have ever made. Makes me want to brush it off and tell you "no.. you are!"

I am vowing to work on this. To graciously accept these words and really let them soak in. To work on believing them and to work on forgiving MYSELF for the mistakes I have made.

We are not perfect. But we sure are awesome.

I'll take it.





Tuesday, 9 January 2018

To you, this looks like a hairbrush.



To you this looks like a hairbrush...

To me it looks like so much more. 

Let me explain...

Just before Christmas we were completing a writing activity in our Kindergarten classroom. The task was simple. “If I could give ANYONE in the world a present I would give _____ to _____”. Simple. Easy. But sneakily I knew it would give me a lot of information about my learners and where their heads were at during the busy, hectic and sometimes stressful Christmas season. 

They were awesome. 

“I would give my Mom a new pair of red high heels because her shoes are old and ugly”. 

“I would give my sister the doll she wants because I like to see her happy”. 

“I would give poor people food because I don’t want them to be hungry”. 

Right?! Kindergarten GOLD. 

And then came this one...



“I would give Mrs. McIntosh a brush so she could brush her beautiful hair”. 

My heart! So the conversation went a little something like this...

“Oh R! Your answer makes me SO happy! First of all, because out of anyone in the world you chose ME! You make me feel so special. And secondly because I would LOVE a new brush. A special one that I could keep at school and use especially on windy days! Thank you for thinking of me!”

That’s where I thought the story would end but unbeknownst to me a little set of little boy ears sitting at the table behind us just happened to have heard the whole thing. 

So, in rolls J on Monday morning with a beautiful card and a present for me. I had NO idea what it would be! I open it up and it is the prettiest green brush I’ve ever seen. 

J’s Mom tries to explain to me how badly he wanted to bring me a brush and why she wasn’t sure he was so adamant. But I immediately knew why....

I knew he had heard my story. From another table. Without my knowing. And that he cared SO much about what I had said that that he HAD to get me a brush. 

Heart. Melting. 

I’ve kept the brush at school since and I have purposely used it in front of him whenever I get the chance because here is what I have learned...

To you, this looks like a hairbrush. 


To me?

It looks like love. Our students love us more than we will ever know. 

It looks like kindness. Our students, when given the opportunity and the trust, will constantly surprise us with acts of kindness that will bring grown adults to tears. 

It looks like compassion. Our students hear our struggles and want to help us solve them. 

It looks like hope. Our students will make this world a better place. No. doubt. about. it. 


To you this looks like a brush but to me this is a symbol to remind me of something very, very important. 

It reminds me that they are always listening. Always watching. Even from a table away. No matter if we are talking to ourselves, another student or another staff member, those precious ears are ALWAYS listening. ALWAYS. 

So, I will use this brush to brush my “beautiful” hair on the windy days BUT I will also use it to remind me that I need to be a beacon of positivity in my room and in our halls. I will use it to remind me that they need to see me be vulnerable and kind and empathetic and loving. I will use it to remind me that I have the choice to be an incredible role model for them by focusing on the amazingness of our world and of education. I will use it to remind me that they are someone’s everything but that sadly to some, I am their everything. 

This looks like a brush to you but to me? It’s a lesson to be held in my hand and to guide me through my Kindergarten days.


Sunday, 27 August 2017

3 Lessons This Summer Taught Me


I had a great summer.

Like a really, really great summer.

And even though it is coming to an end I do not feel sad. We literally completed EVERYTHING on our family summer bucket list and I leave the season feeling refreshed, energized and fulfilled. If this summer had a hashtag it would be #summersuccess.

As summer ends and the beginning of fall and a new school year approach, I am grateful for the return of  routine in our life and the opportunity to meet a whole new class of Kindergarten learners. 

Just like with any change in season, I have paused this week to reflect on what positives and life lessons/reminders I will take away from this summer. And in that reflection I have realized how much of it I will take and apply to my teacher life. 

Here is what the summer has taught me...

1. Patience, moving slowly and being quiet are all things I need to get better at.



I got hooked on building rock stacks this summer.

I am not a patient, slow or quiet person by nature. And my go getter-ness, impulsivity and voice have had wonderful impacts on my life. BUT, I need to practice patience, calmness and keeping quiet more. 

Building these rock stacks this summer on our travels meant that I had to slow my mind, my body, my breathing and my voice in order to accomplish my goal of building stacks that were tall, strong and long lasting. 

I am committing to practicing pateince more throughout my Kindergarten days. To slowing down. To enjoying calmness and stillness when it creeps in. To LISTENING to my students more and speaking less. To calming my mind and filling it with my passions when I feel overwhelmed. If I want to make strong, long lasting connections and relationships with my kiddos I KNOW that I need to practice these skills more.

I collected rocks all summer to bring to my students. I plan on showing them my rock stack pictures during the first week and then taking out my new rock collection and challenging them to stacking them in the classroom with me. Hopefully it will be a lesson in patience and passion for them and for me.

Thank you rock stacks.

(PS... My 7 year old stacked these rocks this summer. This imaginative, off balance and quirky stack taught me a lot as it stood proudly beside my super neat, balanced, symmetrical stack. So many lessons in a pile of rocks...)

2. Passion Projects are important at any age.



This girl. This is my Molly. Her determination astounds me. She spent hours and hours of our family vacation making her own fishing rod. Has never fished in her life. Has never touched a real fishing rod or a fish for that matter... but she did it. Line, bobber, hook, bait... all things she found by the cabin or the lake. And then spent hours trying to fish and catch something with her handmade stick/rope/shower hook/ styrofoam rod. Sometimes I find it hard to know how to foster her gifts but I am working hard at supporting her resourcefulness, her creativity and her strength. 
And just as I try to support my own baby's passions, I commit to doing this for my Kinders too.

I do a DNA (dreams, needs, abilities) inventory every year with my kiddos. I like to use their answers to connect with them. But this year I want to take their passions (their dreams) and use them to direct their learning. To create projects for them. To engage them. To help them dream BIG.

Molly became so engrossed in this project that it consumed her for days. I never had to convince her to go work on her rod or to try fishing again or to make adjustments and improvements, she did that all on her own because of her growth mindset, her determination and support from the adults around her. It never occurred to her that this rod wouldn't work. And THAT is what I want for my students. Their voice and choice and passion needs to take priority over mine. Period.

Thank you Molly.

 3. Sometimes, all you need to do is ask.


This is my boy Casey and his buddy Jamie. Jamie is kind of a big deal in our house. You see, he is a country music singer who my Casey has fallen head over heels with. Jamie Woodfin is my kid's hero.

Casey turned 6 in August. This basically meant that he started planning his birthday party in February. At that point in the planning process he did not know EXACTLY what he wanted to do but he KNEW he wanted his friend Jamie to be there.

Now, Casey has met Jamie before through a school project and through mutual friends and we have been lucky enough to see Jamie play a few times. I knew I could get a hold of Jamie but I wasn't sure how to break the news to the kid that I couldn't see inviting Jamie to his party. So for months, I figured he would just "get over it" and forget about inviting Jamie but little did I know that he continued to dream of his buddy Jamie Woodfin showing up to his party.

Fast forward to July...

Casey and I are finally sending out invitations to the baseball party he has decided to have and he pulls one out for Jamie.

Ugh.

I decide that I am finally going to have to break his little heart. I explain that Jamie is a lot older (HA! You know what I mean Jamie... not like OLD but older than a six year old...) and he probably has plans because summers are busy for him and he lives a half an hour away and he maybe is on vacation and blah, blah, blah...

I literally had the Kleenex box ready to go...

But, with the sweetest little voice Casey says "We don't know if we don't ask.. right Mommy?"

Damn.

Now... I never did get the nerve to ask Jamie. But a week before Casey's party I went to see him play a show with some friends and I tell him the whole situation NEVER expecting that he'd come but...

He totally showed up.

I should have taken Casey's advice weeks sooner and just asked. Not assumed. Not made excuses. Not been a chicken. Just asked.

Amazing things happen when we dream BIG and ask. This picture will be the perfect reminder to me this school year that sometimes all it takes is an ask even with the things that seem impossible to achieve.

So, I commit to dreaming big, encouraging my learners to dream big and to reach out and ASK. We are sure to get some "NO!"s but we just might get some people show up to our party... I can't wait to see what we get up to this year.

Thank you Casey (and Jamie!)


And thank YOU summer 2017! You were so good to us. I appreciate the time with my family, the lessons I have learned and the opportunity to get to take these lessons and commit to doing better with my learners this year.

I'll let you know how it goes...




Monday, 17 July 2017

What's the Plan Team? Minimize the Awful and Focus on the Awesome.


What an incredible blessing it is to be a teacher.

Seriously!

A. Freaking. Blessing. (With a big 'ol capital B!)

My summers off are spent with my everythings. My 3 kids and my amazing husband. I cherish this time that I get to spend with them. I get to be a full time mom and I love it. I also treasure the fact that my teacher brain is still engaged and I get to spend the time reflecting on my practice, reading books by passionate educators and recharging my batteries. Through all of our summer experiences, my teacher side never quite shuts off...

As I spent time with my kiddos at the pool today, a lovely new mama with a 4 month old baby girl was floating near us. My littlest is DRAWN to babies (like obsessively drawn to babies...) and made a beeline for little Emerson (she asked her name as soon as she got her little hands on her...)

Emerson's mama and I made small talk. We asked a few questions and kind of talked through the kids like moms tend to do. And in that moment, there was SO much I wanted to tell her.

I wanted to offer support and advice. I wanted to tell her how incredibly jealous I was of all of the one on one time her and her babe get right now. I wanted to relive my days as a mama of one. I wanted to tell how much fun she has in store as her baby girl grows...

I also wanted to start with the "well, just wait until ..." stories. I wanted to warn her about the sleepless nights and the worry she was sure to have. I wanted to tell her about how every year that goes by I seem to know LESS about mothering instead of more. I wanted to cry out that I often feel lost and worried that I am ruining my babies. I wanted to make it all about my fears, my worries and the things that drive me crazy as a parent...

But I didn't. I made a very conscious effort to stop myself from spouting off the negatives. I made sure to get her eyes and to tell her what a great Mom I'm sure she is, how blessed little Emerson is to have her and how much I love being a mom too.

That's it.



This two minute interaction in the pool with a fellow mama got me thinking about teaching and the life that we lead as teachers.

One of my favourites, Jimmy Casas, says that teachers have a tendency to be "awfulizers". Think about it! As hard as it is for me to admit and as much as I want to fight the label, as a group, we kind of are. Not all the time. Not every single one of us. Not every day. But awfulizing definitely comes into play in our profession. And on the harder days, the ones where we feel alone or frustrated, awfulizing can happen without a thought, kind of like a really bad habit.

And one of the WORSE things we can do as "awfulizers" is to bring down new teachers. Ugh. Just the thought of it makes me shudder.

I could have "warned" that new mom in the pool today. I could have rolled my eyes and went on about the ugly side of parenting. I could have gone into "veteran" mom mode and felt as though it was my responsibility to enlighten her about all the terrible things that could happen as a parent. I could have made the decision right then and there to take the fact that her and Emerson were blessed to have each other out of the equation and to awfulize her role as a mom. But I knew that wasn't my job.

My job was to tell her that she was doing a great job and to encourage her to keep doing her best. My job was to soften my eyes and my tone and to listen to her as she gushed about her baby and her mom life. My job was to learn from HER and feed off of her new mom energy and connection with her babe.

And just like that time spent in the pool today, this is how our newest teachers need to be treated.



I get that there is a need to be realistic and to be honest about how tough our days can be. I am not one to sugar coat. But, I am one who would much rather focus on the positives, come up with solutions and energize people with positivity.

But here is what I have no time for...

"Well, just wait until YOU have been teaching as long as I have. Wait until you have seen what I have seen and heard what I have heard and then you won't have this kind of energy/passion/dedication/love of children/connection/enthusiasm blah, blah, blah..."

Seriously? There has got to be a better way...

Now, let's not get all upset over generalizations here. I KNOW that not EVERY teacher does this. I KNOW that teachers that do are ones who may be hurting and who may have fallen out of love with a profession I am sure that they started out loving. I KNOW that these comments are made when we feel uncomfortable with our own practices, unsure of the changes in education and when teachers are angry at their view of lack of resources, time or money. I know that we all have bad days where awfulizing can happen without even thinking about it. I get all of that. But as a group, we need to come together to "make the positive so loud that the negative becomes almost impossible to hear" (Thanks for THAT juicy little nugget George Couros!)


So, what's our plan Team?

What are we going to do to drown out the negatives? Especially for the newer teachers in our lives?

Here are some ideas I've come up with...

I'm going back to basics. Back to the start of this blog, back to why I started teaching, back to the reason I do what I do... teaching is a Blessing (there's that big 'ol capital B again!)

Spending our days with somebody's everything?

Blessing.

Having the ability to brighten someone's day with a smile, a high five and some kind words?

Blessing.

Being surrounded by people who "get it"? Who are constantly learning and evolving and trying to do better now that they know better?

Blessing.

I could go on but the point is that we ALL have our own list of why this profession is a blessing. And by focusing on the fact that it is a blessing? Well, there is no better way to express to new teachers that we are all this together and to put all of the "awfulizing" into perspective. And if MY "awfulizing" is in check? There's a good chance I will not be the Negative Nelly that is trying to "enlighten" these new teachers...


Another part of my plan? I am going to be vulnerable. Yep. That's right! Planned vulnerability. We know that vulnerability allows connection to occur. We also know that it breeds innovation, creativity and change. And THAT's the kind of teacher I want to be.

How will I practice vulnerability? Well, I am lucky to get to add an amazing co worker (who will also be my daughter's teacher!) this year. No better opportunity to practice what I am preaching, set aside my awfulizing habits (and my ego!) than with building a relationship with an incredible new teacher.

I look forward to spending this time with her. I look forward to focusing on each other's strengths. I look forward to sharing as many resources and ideas as I can. I look forward to watching her journey. I look forward to celebrating successes together.

But... I also look forward to opportunities to be vulnerable. I also look forward to not knowing all the answers. I look forward to saying "I don't know". I look forward to learning what I can from her as there are areas she knows much more about than I do. I look forward to feeding off her energy and enthusiasm on the days that I am lacking. I look forward to being her biggest cheerleader. I look forward to getting better at my own teaching practices because of my relationship with her.

Want to feed off her amazing energy yourself? Check out these 3 tweets..




Check out the hashtags.

#lucky #ivegotbutterflies #feelingblessed

C'mon now.

She is all in. And so am I.

And it is teachers like Taryn, the ones who are all in, the ones who strive to be better every single day, the ones who know that the kids we teach are worth every single bit of energy we put into them... these are the teachers who remind me just how blessed I am and who encourage me to keep the "awfulizing" to myself.

And you can be darn sure that just like in the pool with that mama today, I will be working on connecting with other teachers, getting their eyes and telling them how great they are, how blessed their students are to have them and how much I love being a teacher too.

Minimizing the awful and focusing on the awesome blessing that teaching is will create a greater sense of gratitude for the role we play for our learners each and every day. And with that immense sense of gratitude, we can begin to connect with each other as collaborators, as creators and as innovators instead of bonding through awfulizing.

And PS Taryn... you are not alone. 10 years in and I still get butterflies. We are blessed to do what we do. Welcome to the Team.




Friday, 7 July 2017

Learning Courage, Compassion and Connection with #KindnessCapes



Learning Courage, Compassion and Connection with #KindnessCapes

I am crazy about kindness. Sharing it, spreading it, promoting it, talking about it, practicing it, blogging about it (http://mrsmacskindergarten.blogspot.ca/2017/01/kindness-is-key-creating-culture-of.html) teaching it, quoting it, buying tshirts about it... crazy. about. kindness.

I am SO crazy about it that I felt the need to come up with a unique way to share this passion with my students and to practice kindness in a way that they would remember forever. I wanted to not only read cutesy little books about about being kind (even though one of my favourite books is
"What Does it Mean to Be Kind") or practice kindness within the fours walls of our classroom (our number one rule in the class is "Be Kind") or watch videos about examples of kindness (even though I always love me a good ugly cry kindness story on Ellen...). I wanted to LIVE kindness in our community. I wanted people to think about kindness and associate it with my kiddos and be hopeful that a bunch of 4, 5 and 6 year olds could change the world. I wanted my learners to know that there are some lessons that aren't in the curriculum but that will be important to them for the rest of their lives. From that place, Kindness Capes (#kindnesscapes) was born.


Why Capes?

Kindness is a focus in our classroom from Day 1 of Kindergarten. Books, videos, storytelling, sharing at our morning meeting, talking about "3 happy things" we saw or experienced at recess... they all help us to define what kindness is and where we see it in our world. We then extend our learning about kindness into our community with our first #KindnessCapes walk of the year.

We talk about how kindness takes courage. It takes courage to help a stranger. It takes courage to speak up when we know something is wrong. It takes courage to give something away that we really want to keep for ourselves. It takes courage to be kind when no one else is. And because superheroes are the most courageous people of all in a five year old's mind, the capes become a visual representation that THEY will be Kindness Superheroes for the day.

They LOVE the capes. And although I am sure that I could get them to go on kindness missions without the capes, the capes bring their enthusiasm and excitement to a whole new level! When they see them hanging on their lockers or in our classroom as they come in first thing in the morning and KNOW that they will be changing the world that day? Those reactions? Those squeals? Those smiles? Those are the ones I live for as a teacher.

(Side note: Since I always get asked, these capes were purchased at Dollar Tree for $1.25 each. BEST $1.25 per student I have ever spent!)





Where do the Kindness Capes ideas come from?

The very first walk of the year is always the easiest one to come up with. That's because it is the same one I start with every year. It all came from one student's response years ago when we were talking about the courage it takes to give something away to someone that you really want to keep for yourself (more on that part of the story here: http://www.ellentv.com/videos/0-2v9zbgdg/ ;) ) When I asked students what they thought the HARDEST thing for me to give away was, with no hesitation, one student called out "THE COFFEE!". They know me so well...

So, each year for our very first #KindnessCapes walk we head over to our local coffee shop and purchase coffee to deliver to someone else. I believe in leading by example. And I believe that them seeing ME give coffee (my very favourite thing in the world in their mind!) away to a stranger?! There is no better way to show them that keeping something to yourself instead of sharing it with someone else is much more rewarding.

I literally had a child cry this year when we did this. We delivered the coffee to some construction workers next door to our school and she felt SO sad for me that she cried! It was a wonderful way to remind her that SHE must have one of the biggest hearts of all to be that concerned for her teacher.






Where do the other ideas come from? That's harder to write about since I don't really know! I get inspiration all over the place! Generally, the WHAT and the WHY of the walks look similar. Spreading kindness with notes handwritten or coloured by the kids with some sort of "treat" for the people we are sharing with (art we have made, kind notes, chocolate, plants, flowers, balloons...) But the inspiration about WHO we will see changes all the time. It could be from a newspaper article, a story from our class, a random walk where we interact with people we meet along the way, thanking people who contribute to our community... it all depends on the day! I like to think that whoever we meet along the way needs us in their life for some reason that day... And sometimes we get confirmation that proves this to be true...


Another great source of inspiration for me is The Kind Club (@the_kind_club on Instagram and Twitter), a club that I started with a dear teacher friend of mine in California. The club completes monthly kindness challenges together and then students Skype to share their kindness experiences (you can get more info and gets docs to start your OWN The Kind Club chapter here!) The challenges are all prepped, ready to go and easy to complete. This year we took part in the "You Matter" May challenge and the "TKC Kindness Police" April challenge. 




#KindnessCapes with @mrsmacskinders

 Looking for inspiration for your own #KindnessCapes walks? Here are just a few of the ones we have completed over the past few years...

Delivering food to our local Food Bank after a school wide Food Drive
Delivering food to our local Food Bank after a school wide Food Drive


Delivering food to our local Food Bank after a school wide Food Drive

Delivering food to our local Food Bank after a school wide Food Drive

Donating our favourite Kindergarten books to a local Little Free Library
Donating our favourite Kindergarten books to a local Little Free Library

Donating our favourite Kindergarten books to a local Little Free Library

Donating our favourite Kindergarten books to a local Little Free Library
Delivering plants and flowers to people in our community to celebrate Spring!


Delivering plants and flowers to people in our community to celebrate Spring!

Delivering plants and flowers to people in our community to celebrate Spring!

Delivering plants and flowers to people in our community to celebrate Spring!


"Take What You Need" art and positive notes of encouragement hung on the fence in front of our school

"Take What You Need" art and positive notes of encouragement hung on the fence in front of our school
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"Take What You Need" art and positive notes of encouragement hung on the fence in front of our school
Delivering pink balloons to Nana T, a grandmother from our class family who just completed chemo treatments
Delivering pink balloons to Nana T, a grandmother from our class family who just completed chemo treatments

Delivering pink balloons to Nana T, a grandmother from our class family who just completed chemo treatments

Valentine's Day art and messages left randomly in our community for people to find



Thanking local first responders with cookies and notes

"You are SODA bomb" drinks for workers in our community

Cookies and notes welcoming a new business to our neighbourhood



Kindness Matters. It really, really does.

We have been blessed to receive amazing support from our community when it comes to #KindnessCapes. Check out this article about a recent #KindnessCapes walk we did: https://lacombeonline.com/local/father-lacombe-kindergarten-students-raise-476-for-food-bank 

AAANNNDDD... if you REALLY want to see how emotional I get when I talk about #KindnessCapes watch this short video (we are at about the 14 minute mark) that recently featured our class... Mrs. Mac's Kindergarten #KindnessCapes

Do we ever have people reject our gifts/notes/smiles/random acts of kindness? We sure do. But it is important to remember that these become incredible learning experiences for students as well. 

One of the most important parts of our #KindnessCapes missions is the reflection we do at the end. We always designate time at the end to reflect through words, art, or stories about how we felt during the walk, what we observed and how we think other people feel about our mission. The reflection helps us to focus on the true meaning behind what we do and how kindness makes us feel. A Kindergarten version of the definition of "helper's high" plays an important part in our reflection process. This sidewalk chalk reflection after our walk to deliver balloons could be one of my favourite ones yet...



Keep the Kindness Going!

I am a true believer that "sharing is caring"! I am sharing this blog in the hopes that it inspires... 

Inspires people to share kindness in their own way, inspires teachers to blog and share THEIR stories about kindness OR any other project they are passionate about and inspires us to keep cheering one another on. This is my own little way of making sense of the world out there with my learners. I am sure you have your own way too. 

My Kinders are changing the world. I don't doubt that for one second. I am proud of the leaders they have become in our community. They are incredible examples of love and hope and compassion and I can't wait to watch them continue to grow as Kindness Superheroes in our world... with or without their capes.