Am I back?

After 2 years of silence and no professional blogging, a seminar is slowly bringing me back on track :) ... It seems I'll start posting again... But who knows on which blog is this going to be... :)

The Mixxer

Another great tool found on Web! Joe Dale published the link to a free learning platform for language students, called The Mixxer (designed by Todd Bryant). With the help of their database anybody can find a language partner for a language exchange. If you're a native speaker of English, for example, and you want to learn Slovenian :), you can find a Slovenian learner of English and than the two of you can have (Skype) conversations and improve your language in cosy, informal environment. Teachers can also find other classes interested in doing language exchanges with their students.
This really seems to be a very simple but highly rewarding on-line experience. Has anyone tried it?

meditations

It is not enough to be busy; so are the ants.
The question is: What are we busy about?

Henry David Thoreau

teachers' tv

Via Education Guardian I came across this video podcast from teachers' tv. It is about newly qualified primary school teachers Tara and Rosie as they embark on the first week of their induction year. Video does take some time to download but it is well-worth watching.
Being a NQT myself I remember very well my first days of the previous school year. Ouch! It's too bad that I don't have the chance for improvements this year... not teaching at all :( Yet :)

Animal House

I've just come across a nice song again (by Dave Holmes). I used it last year with my young learners when practising names of animals and names of rooms in a house. It can be found on one of the British Council pages, together with words, a game and a short, simple video. My pupils loved it.

There's a kangaroo in my kitchen
There's a hippo in my hall
There's a dinosaur in my dining room
A hundred metres tall!
My house is full of animals
I don't know what to do
I think I'm going crazy -
I'm living in a zoo!
...

And how do YOU feel today?

This post hasn't much to do with teaching.
With learning, maybe. Learning about the feelings that are caught in this huge blogosphere of ours.

Today I've found an incredible page. It impressed me, and touched me. I want to share it with you.
Are you feeling satisfied? Happy? Disappointed? Tired? Excited? Who else feels the same? How are they describing it? Immerse yourself in the world of emotions. And you'll feel the web.

PS: And you can even use it for teaching English adjectives describing emotions :) Hurray! :)

I'm not giving it up!

I've just found my blog in a list of "dead blogs".
That made me sad.
I don't feel like being dead, I'm just resting.
No, not resting. Anything but that.
Doing so many things at the same time.
Also writing another, personal blog.
I promise I'll wake up soon.
I'll start reflecting and writing again.
I want to come back to all blogging teachers.
I really like your company.

Things are not always as they seem :)

The Recipe

I am apologising for my long absence. I have been completely absorbed in the school work and in finishing my studies. I still am, but, here comes a five minute break ;)

This is what I found on my computer:

Since I have no idea who the author is, I would be grateful to anyone who recognises it and acknowledges the source.

Update: Thanks to Rudolf I came to the author of this recipe: Chip Scanlan.

A great poem: What teachers make

This poem is seven years old, but some of us are new:)
I warmly recommend listening to Taylor Mali's interpretation.


What Teachers Make, or
You can always go to law school if things don't work out
By Taylor Mali


He says the problem with teachers is, "What's a kid going to learn
from someone who decided his best option in life was to become a teacher?"
He reminds the other dinner guests that it's true what they say about
teachers:
Those who can, do; those who can't, teach.

I decide to bite my tongue instead of his
and resist the temptation to remind the dinner guests
that it's also true what they say about lawyers.

Because we're eating, after all, and this is polite company.

"I mean, you¹re a teacher, Taylor," he says.
"Be honest. What do you make?"

And I wish he hadn't done that
(asked me to be honest)
because, you see, I have a policy
about honesty and ass-kicking:
if you ask for it, I have to let you have it.

You want to know what I make?

I make kids work harder than they ever thought they could.
I can make a C+ feel like a Congressional medal of honor
and an A- feel like a slap in the face.
How dare you waste my time with anything less than your very best.

I make kids sit through 40 minutes of study hall
in absolute silence. No, you may not work in groups.
No, you may not ask a question.
Why won't I let you get a drink of water?
Because you're not thirsty, you're bored, that's why.

I make parents tremble in fear when I call home:
I hope I haven't called at a bad time,
I just wanted to talk to you about something Billy said today.
Billy said, "Leave the kid alone. I still cry sometimes, don't you?"
And it was the noblest act of courage I have ever seen.

I make parents see their children for who they are
and what they can be.

You want to know what I make?

I make kids wonder,
I make them question.
I make them criticize.
I make them apologize and mean it.
I make them write.
I make them read, read, read.
I make them spell definitely beautiful, definitely beautiful, definitely
beautiful
over and over and over again until they will never misspell
either one of those words again.
I make them show all their work in math.
And hide it on their final drafts in English.
I make them understand that if you got this (brains)
then you follow this (heart) and if someone ever tries to judge you
by what you make, you give them this (the finger).

Let me break it down for you, so you know what I say is true:
I make a goddamn difference! What about you?

As if grapple truck were more interesting than English :)

I can't believe I came across this post today! Today I really needed it. Bud the Teacher posted this poem:

Undivided attention
By Taylor Mali

A grand piano wrapped in quilted pads by movers,
tied up with canvas straps - like classical music's
birthday gift to the insane -
is gently nudged without its legs
out an eighth-floor window on 62nd street.

It dangles in April air from the neck of the movers' crane,
Chopin-shiny black lacquer squares
and dirty white crisscross patterns hanging like the second-to-last
note of a concerto played on the edge of the seat,
the edge of tears, the edge of eight stories up going over, and
I'm trying to teach math in the building across the street.

Who can teach when there are such lessons to be learned?
All the greatest common factors are delivered by
long-necked cranes and flatbed trucks
or come through everything, even air.
Like snow.

See, snow falls for the first time every year, and every year
my students rush to the window
as if snow were more interesting than math,
which, of course, it is.

So please.

Let me teach like a Steinway,
spinning slowly in April air,
so almost-falling, so hinderingly
dangling from the neck of the movers' crane.
So on the edge of losing everything.

Let me teach like the first snow, falling.

In the afternoon hours of today I was teaching 7-year-old children English. As it turned out, I was trying to teach. The problem? Suddenly they saw a small grapple truck that was clearing out broken tree branches from the wood. They all ran to the windows and got extremely excited about it. I gave them about five minutes to observe it, to comment on it, to admire it. Then I asked them to come back and continue listening to my story. They did eventually come back and sit down in our circle on the floor. But they didn't listen. They couldn't. They were enormously attracted by every single move of that machine out there and my well prepared story vanished into the thin air. Since nothing like that happened to me before (a first-year teacher, remember? :), I was completely lost and somehow disappointed. There was nothing I could do to be more interesting than that truck. No chance. I angrily finished the session a bit sooner and let them go. Go, watch that truck, you curious children! I thought by myself, feeling somehow personally offended, even sad.
How silly I was. Now I get it. Lesson learnt.
Thanks Bud, Chris, Taylor Mali.

They are all unique

In Slovenian primary schools (pupils aged 6-15) we have individualised programmes for learners with special needs. Pupils that need such additional teacher help attend individual English (or maths, Slovenian, chemistry, etc.) lessons where one teacher works intensively with them, one-to-one, instead of them being in their classroom for that particular lesson.
This year is my first year of teaching and I teach five individuals with difficulties. I'm starting to realise the huge potential and importance that this year is going to have on my teaching. Nine lessons per week I'm confronted with five completely different students, all classified as students with learning difficulties. I have two lessons per week to work with them, to get to know them better, to try to understand them, to find the best ways for them to learn the language.
And they are so very different, worlds apart. They all have their very specific problems and they all have their special talents. I work hard to tailor my lessons for them, but at the same time I enjoy their variety, I learn so much from them and hope that they are learning (at least something) from me too.
Without this year's precious experience I would never be able to fully understand how very different can foreign-language-learner problems be. There's so much you need to have in mind when preparing a lesson for a heterogeeous group of learners. I hope I'll never forget that.

Please share your knowledge :)

I'm writing a paper on blogging as a language learning tool and would really appreciate your help. If you teach learners a foreign language and you use blogs for doing it, please, answer my ten-question-long survey. It won't take a lot of your time, but your answers will be highly valuable to me.
I have really restricted time to collect the answers, so I'm begging you to do it... now:) Why leave it for tomorrow if you can do it today? :))

I really hope that among this supportive community of practice there will be enough individuals to participate. Thank you all in advance.

Click here to take a short survey

Surviving the first year

This school year is my last year at university and a first year of teaching. I must admit that I do feel something really important happening in my life, while I'm leaving the student years behind and entering the world of Miss Bezic :)
I teach EFL in a primary school and most of the time I feel really good there. I could even say that every day is getting better and better. I am less and less stressed and much more ready to improvise. By that I mean that, contrary to my first weeks, I give more power to pupils and let them tailor our lessons a bit. Consequently they've started enjoying more and learning better, and we all spend more quality time together. Every day something happens that brightens my day - a nice word, gesture, a funny situation. I'm slowly getting to consider my students as individuals and I'm becoming more and more sincerely interested in them. I know that theoretically this is how it should be, but I simply couldn't do that in the first weeks... I didn't have so much time for them, having been occupied with myself so much. Now I listen better, I talk less. I like them more and more, each one of them has become dear to me, in one way or another. I have become more concerned, supportive and positive. After six months of teaching I'm also more confident. And after two months of blogging I'm ready to admit that:)
All this meditation came about thanks to James Matthew's link . I came across the blog post on the experiences of novice teachers and the hard time someone has when starting teaching. Christian wrote a nice post entitled Surviving year one in the classroom without sabotaging the future
Among his other very interesting thoughts and citations, I found this interesting:

I've always felt -- once I got my feet under myself after that first teaching year -- that the absolute 'survival' experience of a first year teacher is what becomes the DNA for all the years that follow. In other words, the survival skills one learns to make it through those scary and paradoxical first 9 months become the ground you stand on in the next few years, and then when the fear goes away, the same skills become a world view and a rationalization and a way of drawing lines in the sand. So, even the most experienced educator on the planet is still in some way re-copying (or mimeo-graphing) those early skills that so often become unconscious, and they simply get better and better at explaining the continued use over time.

As a first year teacher I'm not really in the position to agree or disagree with him, but I do know that I do feel the importance of this first year. As a motto of my first teaching endeavors I took a saying by C. Robert:

"Kids don't care how much we know, until they know how much we care."

Something in this direction I also found in Christian's blog, once sb said to him:

But when in doubt, when confused or angry, when lost, simply love the kids. And remember you made an informed decision to teach. And stop trying to figure it all out the first day. Love will take you where you're capable of going. When you're ready. And truth of truths, if your ultimate goal is to see your kids learn and grow and achieve great things, this is where you'll find them doing it, when you love them enough to believe they can accomplish anything no matter how hard the challenge.

After reading Christian's post and thinking about my personal experiences that are - especially this first year - so valuable, I've decided to start posting a bit about my days in school. Sorry, not about days. About people.
Why would I let it all go by? Why not catch those special moments? You-don't-get-a second-chance-to-be-a-first-year-teacher :)
I hope you won't unsubscribe from my blog if I get more personal:)
Sunny greetings from Slovenia!

The 'why', not the 'how'

Will Richardson discusses Kevin Clark's article (not) about the technology and adds his thought, worth citing:

It's getting to be less and less about the tool and more and more about the opportunities the tools create, the "why", not the "how." And the "why we should use any of these tools" question is all about their capacity to build connections and community.

Teaching Very Young Learners

Yesterday I attended an interesting and much needed seminar on teaching very young learners, aged 5 to 8. The speakers, workshop leaders, were Irena Rozman, OUP ELT Representative for Slovenia and Clare Matthews, a teacher and teacher-trainer from England, who came to Slovenia four years ago.
Rozman talked about the general characteristics of small children, emphasizing that we should apply multi-sensory approach to fully develop the potential of children who are still developing emotionally, socially, physically, intellectually, etc. We should vary activities and their pace as well as take their age specific behaviour into consideration. Small children simply can't hide their feelings and they share their joy or sadness with us, also depending on whether they are extrovert or introvert, anxious or confident personalities. To help them acquire the language successfully we should provide them immersion, as much as possible, encourage imitation (through miming, repeating, singing, dancing...), emphasize interaction (through TPR, questions, stories), and support their internalisation of the language (by encouraging them to speak and by remodeling their words). Teacher of young children should be fun, but firm, and should value the kids individually. The child has to be put in the centre, while learning about very concrete and familiar topics, as well as daily routine and events.

Matthews stressed the importance of keeping children focused and entertained to enhance the learning experience. She showed us the benefits of using hand puppets, masks, and colourful wall displays, as well as decorated shoe boxes for collecting the vocabulary flashcards. Building a monster was also great - with two heads, one tail, three legs... body parts vocabulary being practised in a fun way. I also learned a new song that goes with the tune of Ten Green Bottles Sitting on the Wall:

Red, pink, yellow, purple, green or blue,
red, pink, yellow, purple, green or blue.
What's your favourite colour?
Please tell me do!
Is it red, pink, yellow, purple green or blue?

Rozman talked about gradual introduction of writing and reminded us on variety of tools (such as crayons, pastels, chalks, paint...) and surfaces (such as chalkboard, shaped pieces of coloured, differently-sized paper, card, stones...) that can be used to raise their motivation. At pre-writing level we are developing children's basic skills such as distinguishing and recognizing different shapes, as well as gross and fine motor skills (e.g. SNAP game). At letter-level they learn the shape and name of letters, also the alphabet. Another nice song, new to me, goes to the tune of Are You Sleeping Brother John:

Letter A, letter A!
Where are you? Where are you?
Here in 'apple', 'ant', and 'Anna',
'alphabet' too, 'alphabet' too.

Letter B, letter B!
where are you? Where are you?
Here in 'bat', 'big' and 'bad',
'banana' too, 'banana' too.

...

When we come to word level, children can start recognizing words by just saying yes/no when you show them the flashcards with pictures. For example, you write down the word 'lion' and then show pictures of different animals. Children say no, no, no... until the picture and the word match.
Another interesting activity that shouldn't be forgotten when teaching the pronunciation is clapping the syllables of the word, e.g. ba-by.
To help building child's visual memory of written words, this activity can be used:

look
say
cover
write
check

First children have a look at the word, then we say it aloud, teacher covers it, they write it down and finally check how successful they were.
A very interesting piece of advice was that we should use low key letters because they are more easily distinguishable than high key letters (!).
At the sentence level we teach children word order and some useful chunks of language with hidden grammar. A great way to do it is by following "traffic lights rule" (I guess this activity is taken from Writing with Children, J. and V. Reilly, OUP, 2005). You prepare a tree with colourful leaves:



Later you tell them to follow the "traffic lights rule". For children this is an easy way to build simple sentences and gradually get familiar with the pattern.



These were just some of the seminar high points. Considering the fact that it lasted only about three hours, I really learned a lot and enjoyed listening to two great presenters. Thanks, Oxford Center Ljubljana :)

Some great blogging habits

Through Anne Davis, who is celebrating International Edublogging Women's Day 2006 by publishing articles about inspiring women edubloggers, I came to another interesting post.
Vicki A. Davis posted a nice article on 10 habits of bloggers that win.
Here comes the summary:

1. If you mention it, hyperlink it!

She clearly explains how to manually hyperlink:


2. Get a good title.
3. Write and then cut in half.
4. Write and then format.
5. Draw a picture.
6. Before you bag it, tag it.
7. After you post it, ping it.
8. Make sure you set your pages to archive.
9. Comment on articles you quote and hyperlink to your article.
10.Get the statistics back.

For some of you, self-evident stuff, for some of us, a nice reminder :)

"A Personal Log of Improvement"

Is it inappropriate to comment on older posts in my blog? I'm new to blogosphere and there is so much to read, fresh stuff as well as some great old articles. I cannot help myself from sharing some of the blog jewels with you.
Here it goes, Barbara Ganley's post from September 2005 deals with transparent blogging and the sometimes, for students themselves, problematic public nature of a blog. She writes:

"The students are shy, self-conscious, some of them still figuring out how to write in English. They have been conditioned to succeed, to achieve, to excel, and they feel that showing their work like this exposes a weakness, a flaw, a secret. They don't altogether buy it that they are here in college to learn, (I'm not sure they've really thought about what that word means except in the most literal sense of acquiring a body of knowledge to be tested on) not to produce shiny objects, one after another that demonstrate their worthiness according to some unfathomable scale."

Isn't that so true? We should remind ourselves more often that children are in schools to learn, they wouldn't be here if they knew everything! We should recognize students' mistakes as signs of their progress, as steps towards knowledge.
Barbara's Writing Class used to publish their first pieces of writing, their first attempts, and some people thought that wasn't appropriate...to show students' weakness to the world wide audience. However, the participants took it as a part of their learning process and their teacher believed that this was the right approach.
One of her students, Zoey, posted a great comment to Barbara's article. She described how one of her friends took a look at her blog and was amused by her first endeavours. At first slightly ashamed, Zoey soon started protecting her blog. Zoey writes:

"Without those first few novice pieces I would never have gained the confidence to continue writing, searching and discovering the orbit of a blog. It is inspiring and encouraging for me to have such work to read and look back on, it is a personal log of improvement. As I continue to blog I am feeling the benefits of having such a raw experience.
We all have to start somewhere and for a student to aim for perfection with every post defeats the purpose of a blog. We are in a discussion, gradually improving our speech, learning from each other and learning from ourselves."

Isn't that just great?

Digital Natives, Digital Immigrants

I came across Marc Prensky's article, Digital Natives, Digital Immigrants. This text was written five years ago, but still, very interesting assumptions.
He is discussing the difference between youth that was born in this digital world of highly developed technology and those of us who are learning to become part of it. He writes about Digital Natives:

"They have spent their entire lives surrounded by and using computers, videogames, digital music players, video cams, cell phones, and all the other toys and tools of the digital age... It is now clear that as a result of this ubiquitous environment and the sheer volume of their interaction with it, today’s students think and process information fundamentally differently from their predecessors... Our students today are all “native speakers” of the digital language of computers, video games and the Internet."

So far I thought that I'm young enough to actually belong to this digital generation. What about you?
Keep reading:)

Prensky argues that Digital Immigrants are different.

"The importance of the distinction is this: As Digital Immigrants learn – like all immigrants, some better than others – to adapt to their environment, they always retain, to some degree, their "accent," that is, their foot in the past. The “digital immigrant accent” can be seen in such things as turning to the Internet for information second rather than first, or in reading the manual for a program rather than assuming that the program itself will teach us to use it... There are hundreds of examples of the digital immigrant accent. They include printing out your email (or having your secretary print it out for you – an even “thicker” accent); needing to print out a document written on the computer in order to edit it (rather than just editing on the screen); and bringing people physically into your office to see an interesting web site (rather than just sending them the URL). I’m sure you can think of one or two examples of your own without much effort. My own favorite example is the “Did you get my email?” phone call."

Ok, where are we now? I do sometimes turn to the Internet second rather than first (e.g., I've just ordered some books via Amazon to get the printed literature - why wasn't I satisfied with the numerous online resources?!). I do read manuals sometimes, although this accent of mine is becoming weaker. Here comes one fresh example from my immigrant life: having wireless internet only for couple of months, I keep forgetting that I can actually grab my laptop, when needed, move to another room and still talk via Skype... Instead, I spent an hour yesterday, talking with my friend via payable landline:( Not much of a digital native :)

So, how can we bridge this divide between "them" and "us"? Digital Natives deffinitely won't "go back". As Prensky states:

"Smart adult immigrants accept that they don’t know about their new world and take advantage of their kids to help them learn and integrate. Not-so-smart (or not-so-flexible) immigrants spend most of their time grousing about how good things were in the “old country.”"

Although this article is a bit old and you probably read it years ago, I believe such concepts are worth rethinking

Great presentation

I know I'm almost two months behind, but today I found this video on Ewan McIntosh's blog. It's his talk at Jordanhill College, University of Strathclyde, that took place in January. He was talking about the web 2.0 and its implications for teaching. It lasts almost an hour but I believe the presentation is really interesting, useful and creative. Enjoy his Scottish accent :)

Blogging for beginners

My Slovenian friend Sarolta gave me a useful link to the textbook on blogging, from Wikibooks, the open-content textbooks collection. If you are a newbie and want to find your way in the blogosphere, do check it out.

Translations

I have found another interesting feature while reading sb's blog (and I'm really sorry I cannot find that blog anymore). These tiny flags bellow my posts mean that one-click translating is enabled. That simply means that by pressing one single button you get my blog in the language you choose. How cool is that, ha? :) If anyone is interested in adding it to his/her blog- this is the link.

I really like the sentence David Warlick used in his blog but couldn't remember who had said it:

"The worse thing a student can say about homework is that it’s too hard. The worse thing they can say about a video game is that it’s too easy."


OK, to test my new translator:)
I'm Anita and I come from Slovenia. I love sunny days and sunny people.

Joined efforts

Claudia has posted this in our YG, as a response to Susan's praise of her blog:
"Dear Susan,thanks for your comment. I'm very proud of my first blog but I should rigthly give due credit for my achievements to our inspiring, encouraging and skilled moderators and to this generous and supportive community of practice. I'm already getting sad this is coming to an end :-("
I thought of re-posting Claudia's thoughts in my blog because I feel completely and utterly the same. Grateful.

Big brother's counting you!

My blog is almost one month old and for his birthday I arranged a visitors counter for him :) . Bad luck that the counter missed all those numerous visits to my newborn page :( . Can you please visit it about 10 times per day to make statistics look better, haha ;) ;) ;)

Audio Slide Show

I simply had to try the tool BubbleShare that Graham Stanley recommended. It is another great web feature. So much new to learn! :)
Have a look at my slide show and don't be too critical. It's my first attempt:)

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Inspiring movie

When reading about the Creative Commons License I spotted this short documentary on teachers and teaching. I believe it is worth seeing.

Someone to be proud of

It is a national holiday in Slovenia today, we are having a day off. It's one of my favourite feasts because it doesn't celebrate history or politics or religion... it celebrates the culture. We have it in honour of our greatest poet France Prešeren, who lived and wrote in the 19th century. I found a really nice recording of one of his poems, called Unmarried mother. It is translated by Janko Lavrin and read by Vanessa Redgrave. You are more than welcome to listen to it and at least spiritually join us in our celebration of a quality writing. :)

Sounds from Slovenia

This EVO workshop on blogging is simply great! As you can see, I learnt how to create my own blog, how to add photos, how to add a picture and links to your profile... even add sounds!
And all this before the end of week 2. :)
I'm not sure if anyone would really care enough to read my experimenting posts, but I need them - it's called learning by doing:)

Stone Age Blogging

So, here is how it started... :)

Slovenia greets you all!

Hello my friends-to-be!

So, here we are. In Slovenia, a tiny but beautiful country.
There are only 2 mil people living in this small area, but you would be surprised to see what we have to offer. We are a modern and developed country, with plenty of tourist attractions to show off with :)
Our language is Slovenian and its specific is a dual form. It is one of the rare languages where already the verb tells you that two people love each other. Romantic indeed :)

Our greatest poet is France Prešeren (19th cent.), and for all poetry lovers, here comes some:

A Farewell to My Youth

O happier half of days decreed to me,

My early years, so soon you passed away:

Few were the flowers that blossomed on that tree,

And they, scarce budded, fell into decay.

Few were the rays of hope that I could see,

And storms would often rage in wild array;

Still, for my youth, dark though thy dawn may be,

My heart will ever cry, God be with thee!

...

I've been moving my home a bit around the country in the last years, so I feel frustrated having to choose my "hometown". Anyway, at the moment I am really fond of the capital - so, here it is, lovely in its winter clothing... Ljubljana!

Let that be all for today. I must admit I feel tired after my first blogging experience! :) But I enjoyed it very much. It's a good start, the start of something bigger. I know it is.

Hugs all around the world
sends
Anita