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August 21, 2006

Quotation marks

Students recognizing me in the hallway on the first day of my second year.

"Good morning, Dana."

"Hi Jessica."

"My name is Ms. Shyu."

"Have a good day, Jessica."

"What are you supposed to call me, Dana? It's Ms. Shyu."

"I missed you this summer, Jessica."

Three sixth-grade girls chatting with me about how I taught another student to play piano

"Can you teach me piano too?"

"Can you teach me some art?"

"I want you to teach me how to dance."

"You should teach us cheerleading. You should be our coach. You look like you're really flexible."

Musing of a third grader on the bigger, badder eighth grade girls.

"They're so big. Look at their legs. They have fat legs. And their fat feet go 'stomp' 'stomp' 'stomp.'"

Me, on being the only Asian American person in town.

"You're so Americanized."

"Yes, I've been here ever since the birth canal."

A note from a former eighth grader (the faux-Goth student).

HI,

What's up? All I want to say is "Good Bye!" Because I might never go up there again only when I ditch or get in trouble and maybe drop out of school. That's when I will see you. So LATER DUDE. I'm just mess. I will visit you in one lifetime!!

August 18, 2006

7 X 7

Xmas_2006_feliz_navidad_performance I was walking through the school lobby this morning, passing by a class of seventh graders lounging on the sofas, waiting for their teacher. As I walked briskly by, I heard a girl call out, "Hey, Ms. Shyu."

I turned back and smiled at "Naomi", a 13-year-old with a spiky punk hairstyle and neon green track jacket. She was wedged on the couch between her buddies, all uniformed in their full-black oufits. Naomi said, "Hey Ms. Shyu, what's 7 times 7?"

I looked at her puzzled. She repeated, "Remember? What's 7 times 7?"

Then it came back to me. Almost exactly a year ago, I was waiting around the meeting room with Naomi and her older brother. We were there for her brother's meeting to start. I entertained the teenagers by quizzing them on their multiplication facts. The one I forced them to memorize was 7 times 7, because I told them there was no way to remember it except to memorize it.

I hadn't seen Naomi again since that meeting until this week when school started. She had left last year to attend a different middle school. Before her question in the lobby, however, the only thing I remembered about that meeting was that she and her brother managed to break the conference room table within half an hour. They tore off the handle to one of the drawers and knocked out a couple screws. To this day, we still can't use that table drawer.

But that was a year ago. Now, as I stood in the hallway, I shot back at her, "No, Naomi, you tell me what's 7 times 7."

"49."

August 05, 2006

Books to Keep: Thank You

Last year, dozens of family, friends, family of friends, professors, former employers and strangers who happened to stumble across a forwarded e-mail, mailed over 300 books for my students. Thank you.

As a new school year starts, I am taking book donations once again. If anyone has children's books they are ready to give away, please consider sending them to my classroom. Books of all grades and genres are greatly appreciated. I have found that loving books is contagious. Kids from other classrooms have sneaked over to ask me when I'll be getting new books to lend them (and sometimes let them keep!). These are kids whom I hadn't seen prop open a textbook all year. The closest public library may be half an hour away and Barnes and Noble might not even register on the map, but those seem like such minor details when kids are begging to read...

Shipping and Contact

Please mail books to:

Jessica Shyu

PO Box 1715

Tohatchi, NM 87325

Please feel free to e-mail me at TeachForNM@gmail.com if you have any questions or concerns. Gift certificates or checks to go toward books are also much appreciated.

As a naive, first-year teacher last year, my big goal was for my students to read 2,490 books. Ha. That was before I realized that most of my students didn't know what vowels were, let alone what sounds they represented. But that was also before I realized just how critical having such an abundance of books in the classroom was. It was before I truly realized that having books, organizing books, treasuring books and having them right there at all times, was the first step to literacy. By the end of the year, my personal goal wasn't necessarily to have my students read 2,490 books or even to read at their grade level; rather, it was to love and respect reading. Thanks to all of those wonderful boxes of books, I think we reached it.

In fact, after our field trip in May to Waldenbooks in Gallup, I knew we made it. Everyone had an $8 budget to buy a book to keep. It was only mildly chaotic throughout the store and it was among the best chaos I've faced thus far. Because one kid knew what book series he liked, so he went straight to the Magic Tree House section. A group of students went directly to the "Beginning Reader" kiosks. They knew what types of books they were capable of reading. They knew where to find it. They knew what interested them. (Note: There can never be enough non-fiction books on natural disasters written at the primer level.)

Reading was the most difficult subject for me to teach last year. I didn't really teach them anything until January, I think. And there's so much I should have been able to do, but didn't know how to until later in the school year. But at least I've seemed to imparted one important concept to them: that independent reading can be fun.

But I can hardly take credit for it. To the person who donated that creased copy of Dragon Slayer’s Academy: Thank you. Thank you for engrossing my eighth grader for hours on end and for lighting up his imagination so much, he spent half an hour writing an extensive summary of the book after he completed it. Thank you for making me have to kick him out of my room because he was 10 minutes late to his Navajo Studies class. (We found a 4-pack of the Dragon Slayer's Academy books at the bookstore on our field trip!)

And to the person who sent the first Magic Tree House book: Bless your heart. Because that book helped me and my most disgruntled student connect for the first time. Even though anger constantly brewed within him for being so lousy in every other part of academia, when he read the Magic Tree House books, he was a good and engaged reader. He fell in love with the series the first day of our Independent Reading program; his enthusiasm led the other students to buy into the program. Thank you for forcing me to drive 60 miles to the book store on week nights to buy him the next book in the series so that he’d continue to love reading.

And to everyone who sent me Curious George books—thank you. Because the monkey is timeless, even to middle schoolers who now proudly read at the first grade level. Curious George Visits the Zoo was the first book my eighth grade student read independently in her life. We almost cried together. She read it out loud at a meeting with her teachers and mother. She now borrows books to bring him to read to her little brothers. She may have mental retardation, but has been enabled.

And to all the folks who sent me books that were beyond the fifth grade level—thank you. I wasn’t able to use them in my classroom since my students read far below grade level, but I set up a table outside of my classroom one day and just hawked those books off to the general education students. I had students sneaking out of class to go through the dozens and dozens of books. There were books with glossy covers fresh from the publishers sent by USATODAY.com, and there were classics that had been lovingly thumbed through by previous owners. In less than an hour, seventh and eighth graders who normally shunned learning had poured through the novels and eagerly took them home. I still have kids coming into my resource room asking if I have any more books to give out, because they had finished reading them all.

And to everyone who sent me books that were most definitely NOT for children, thank you. Where did all those horrors, thrillers and romance novels go? In a free-for-all box placed in the teacher's lounge. If we want to promote literacy among our students, naturally we need to start with ourselves, right? Even if it means the entire school now thinks I indulge in Harlequin romances in my spare time (and maybe I do!), at least we're all reading.

Thanks.

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