tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369565567676810137.post8216459156460292655..comments2024-02-29T03:44:14.590-08:00Comments on Herding Kats in Kindergarten: School Memories Linky!Jennifer K.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15114666136412667718noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369565567676810137.post-29254076615320863742012-07-17T23:59:02.607-07:002012-07-17T23:59:02.607-07:00I went to private kindergarten, so there is not mu...I went to private kindergarten, so there is not much to tell. I'll tell you one incident that really shaped me as a teacher. When I was in fourth grade my teacher on the first day of school, had us switch the desks around. I noticed that I was sitting on the front row with the kids in my reading group. There were five of us. Behind us was the second reading group and so on. Well I was in the successful or in those days top reading group. Then the average group was behind us and way in the back (yes, the back can you believe it) were the kids who needed the most help. It stayed that way all year, I have always wondered what those poor little guys in the back felt like, because when you go to school with the same kids year after year everyone is aware who needs help. I never sit my students in groups like that and I keep my groups very fluid so that, things are always changing for everyone. Children are the reason we teach, they should be given all the love and respect we can give them.<br /><br />Jill<br />Bubbalulu.blogspot.comJillhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16246306073053857033noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369565567676810137.post-83584839807553492942012-07-17T15:06:10.016-07:002012-07-17T15:06:10.016-07:00Oh my goodness what a rough start!! I barely remem...Oh my goodness what a rough start!! I barely remember K or 1st but I had a doozy of a teacher in 2nd grade. First off she insisted that my name could not be Cindy, and that my name MUST be Cynthia and for 2 weeks she insisted I write Cynthia on my papers, my name is NOT Cynthia (my mom and dad were big on not naming us one thing so we could be called another - my legal name is Cindy and my sister is Kathy - both Katherine) and as a 2nd grader I had no idea how to spell it so I got into trouble for that. It literally took my mom coming to the school and telling the teacher that my legal name was in fact Cindy. Then a little later in the year we were learning about families and I said that I had 2 nephews who were 4 and 2 years old and that I was going to have another niece or nephew very soon (which I DID because my sister is 14 years older than me and I had been an aunt since I was 4 years old) and my teacher proceeded to basally call me a liar and tell me that I did NOT have 2 nephews, that they had to be my cousins. The next day my very pregnant sister brought my 2 nephews to the school to pick me up and I still remember her saying to my teacher "Hello, I'm Cindy's sister Kathy, not Katherine by the way, and these are her two NEPHEWS, it is very nice to meet you!" I don't think that teacher ever corrected me on personal issues again LOL Oh and I also remember being in some bird reading group! I didn't realize there was a difference, I do know that I was pretty high, they wanted my mom to let me skip 2nd grade and go straight to 3rd grade - she wouldn't let me.Cindy Foremanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10785473141692142785noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369565567676810137.post-25092550605448931552012-07-17T14:16:15.415-07:002012-07-17T14:16:15.415-07:00Thanks for sharing your memories. I was a quiet a...Thanks for sharing your memories. I was a quiet and shy kid too, but was fortunate to have a loving K and 1st grade teacher. It makes all the difference in the world!School Sparks Reneehttp://www.schoolsparks.com/kindergarten-worksheetsnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369565567676810137.post-23113236280352900302012-07-17T07:00:34.213-07:002012-07-17T07:00:34.213-07:00It's hard to imagine some of the things that w...It's hard to imagine some of the things that were allowed to happen in school. that was a time when a teacher was respected as the authority and I guess parents didn't question that authority. I had a teacher that did some rather crazy things and I have often thought she would have had a lawsuit slapped on her if she were teaching today.<br /><br />I'm glad you overcame your trauma to become the teacher you are today. :)<br /><br />Kelly @ <a href="http://fundamentalsinfirstgrade.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow">I'm Not Your Grandpa, I'm Your Teacher</a>Kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06877388703388130759noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369565567676810137.post-73531290059097432852012-07-17T06:21:21.270-07:002012-07-17T06:21:21.270-07:00I love this Linky. I'm going to have to link u...I love this Linky. I'm going to have to link up...My name is Jennifer! K-12 were kind of tough for me. I try to make school a better experience for my firsties than I had.<br />Jenny<br /><br /><a href="http://owlthingsfirst.blogspot.com" rel="nofollow">Owl Things First</a>Owl Things Firsthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10978780415995185795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369565567676810137.post-33329787750618587302012-07-17T05:45:36.476-07:002012-07-17T05:45:36.476-07:00Oh I love you!! And I know you are so open a lovin...Oh I love you!! And I know you are so open a loving to your students as well. <br />I too let kids "GO" when ever they need.<br />I was kicked out of class in first grade for whistling.. yep the Andy Griffin Show theme song. AND I was so proud of myself for figuring out HOW to whistle. So I sat for a VERY long time.. outside the door of the class- perfecting my tune!!<br />And.. I was never one of the blue birds.. or the red birds... come to think of it was I in the ANGRY BIRDS group? ha ha ha haAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369565567676810137.post-38861790687372991052012-07-17T05:14:12.867-07:002012-07-17T05:14:12.867-07:00I love your post. You sparked a lot of memories th...I love your post. You sparked a lot of memories that I had forgotten a long time ago. I hated school k-2. I remember sitting on my dad's lap crying because reading was so hard for me. I had teachers who terrified me. I had a teacher who insisted on calling children by their legal names, no nicknames. I hated being called Patricia. I was young (August birthday) and shy. I had a lisp. I went to title one for reading. By third grade we moved and I got a teacher that changed everything. She was a first year teacher,so kind and enthusiastic. She is the reason I became a teacher. One teacher can change a child's life.<br /><br />My mom is Dutch also. I was in high school before I knew you didn't pronounce toilet with a short o sound. There were a ton of words I thought were English until I would use them in front of friends only to learn they were Dutch words. <br /><br />My folks struggled with finding names that were pretty in both English and Dutch. When I named my youngest son (now 19) Alexander. All of our friends and family in Holland thought I named him after the crown prince.<br /><br />Thank you for your awesome post,<br />TriciaTriciahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04613475102265937480noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369565567676810137.post-24754516833547527722012-07-17T01:08:53.828-07:002012-07-17T01:08:53.828-07:00We did both have a rough start:{ I think this litt...We did both have a rough start:{ I think this little linky has turned into therapy for us, lol! It's good to know that we will work hard to build a safe and caring classroom for our kids, that they will have fond memories of.<br /><br />Aloha,<br />Corinna<br /><a href="http://surfinthroughsecond.blogspot.com" rel="nofollow">Surfin' Through Second</a>Corinnahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17644120120264681731noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7369565567676810137.post-86217582866316148442012-07-16T21:07:22.924-07:002012-07-16T21:07:22.924-07:00Jenn,
Firstly, I must tell you that based on your ...Jenn,<br />Firstly, I must tell you that based on your photo/age, I believe we are about the same age. So I believe many teachers were of the same style & approach. Your story of K & 1st really tugged at my heart. Even if it was the first day of school, a teacher has a sense of who are the shy students. I think a that yelling at a child, particularly on the first day, is unreasonably harsh. I'm a k teacher who is a bit more "old school". When my K students cry excessively or unreasonably, I tend to tell them gently that they need to try & stop. Yet if they cry within reason, I pat them, try to console, and let it run it's course. <br /> My primary teachers were old school, like I said. They were loving, & orderly. I loved them, even thought they weren't extremely huggy & gushy. I think I tend to be the same kind of teacher. And I am viewed as a bit old school among my peers. The only way I am different than my primary teachers is in the way I like to be silly with my students. That gives all of us the break we need from the demands of academics.Pam Schmidthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10674788495308480567noreply@blogger.com