Twitter – What’s in it for you?

If one were to look back at my Twitter you would see it was created years ago. I didn’t use it much until the fall when the use of Twitter by students at the Inspiring Educators Series Launch fell flat. The idea had been that students would tweet their questions to the three presenting superintendents, however, not many students took part. After this, I began to wonder if I could use Twitter as a networking/professional development tool…

I felt really confused and awkward on Twitter at first. Did anyone care what I would say? Can I just join a conversation? Would anyone follow me? How do I use a hashtag? All legitimate concerns! But as many have told me in the field of education, “fake it ’til you make it”! So, I did, and six months later I’m hooked on Twitter. And, to other student teachers, I think you should give it a try, you might like it. I didn’t think I would, but I love it! It has led me to meet so many passionate educators and policy makers (on-line and in-person), allowing me to begin to create my personal learning network. It has given me ideas for in the classroom, and caused me to further question things, respond and reflect (on my own accord as opposed to a class “quick write”!). It has also notified me of many different opportunities and workshops.

For those of you already on Twitter, do you take part in any education chats? (See an extensive list here, and believe me, there has got to be something that interests you!) Every Sunday at 7pm is @bcedchat #bcedchat. This upcoming Sunday is on the topic of Teacher Education, and the challenge is out between the various education faculties in BC to have pre-service teachers taking part! 

If you’re not already on Twitter and interested in trying it out, here are my ideas and advice:

  • Find some people to follow! Start by searching within your subject interest, school district (past, present, or anticipated future), faculty members, fellow teacher candidates, organizations, etc.
  • Share your thoughts on something you’re passionate about or a hot topic like the grades debate or the new curriculum. Thank a presenter or workshop leader. Once you have some followers ask an opinion question.

Please comment why you like to use Twitter, add your recommendations on using it, people to follow and your Twitter handle (@). Have fun!

My Journey in Education From Letter Grades to Pass/Fail

I have been thinking a lot about letter grades and motivation, and Sunday’s @bcedchat on report cards really got me questioning some of my experiences and resulting views. The session’s topic moderator @brynmw was encouraging me to share this journey, and I figure it is time to organize and share them.

Sometimes I think I am entering the teaching profession in a time of great change, where report cards are debated, curriculum is evolving, and technology is being integrated into classes. However, I’m sure the system has probably always been in flux, with educators, policy makers, parents and students all advocating for what they believe will create a better education.

What I can speak to though, is the transition I have experienced in my education, and the questioning it has led me to on the topic of letter grades. Passing through the public education system I received letter grades from grades four to twelve.

When letter grades first started appearing on report cards I remember a close friend getting straight A’s. The reason I remember it so clearly was because my dad gave her a package of licorice and told her “Great work.” Being a young child I associated it as a cause and effect relationship, and felt jealous and ashamed of not achieving the same level. In reality, my dad would always give us licorice when he came to pick me up. But for me, an association had been made that I was worse than someone else and my dad knew it.

I also distinctly remember as a child receiving, what I perceived to be, a low letter grade in PE and consequently thinking I was not good at it. I definitely wasn’t one of the most coordinated or brave students when balls were flying around, but for me to think I was not sufficient at being active was far from the truth. I spent afternoons playing outside, climbing trees, and walking the trails of the forest or the shores of the beach. I was also in a gymnastics club and on a swim team. I remember disliking PE because it was something I thought I was not good at and I was embarrassed about that.

When high school began and the honour roll was introduced I began to strive for higher grades. Extrinsic grade-based motivation? Certainly. But where did that previously come from, and what was it leading to? In high school there was definitely the push to achieve if you wanted scholarships and to get into university. In the end, I truly believe I was awarded at graduation on more than just the merit of my grades, but also from my extra-curricular activities with the school in sports and leadership. The university I was accepted to, however? All they needed to see were my percentages for entry.

Now, here I am in a time of personal change in my education. I am now in a program without grades, based on a pass or fail system. What does this mean? Well, it states that the cut off for a pass is 76%. Because of this, some professors have given us percentages. Last term I received “82% – pass” on a group presentation. In another course the rubric has a column of the assignment requirements and then three columns headed by a “-“, “check mark”, and “**”, but there is no explanation on the difference between the check and the two stars. Do I understand exactly what my prof meant in these markings? Not often. I received all checks and wondered what it would take to get a double star.

Also, now where does my motivation come? I will be completely honest – I miss being tested and graded. I miss that challenge of regurgitating course material. I could “prove” my “learning” then, but if you handed me one of the Biology exams from my undergrad now I’m not sure I could even pass it, because information wasn’t retained. I’m not sure if letter grades are just naturally how I am motivated, or if this motivation is a result of how I was educated. Now, when I complete an assignment it’s hard to know where to draw the line at “good enough.” I know when I’ve achieved a pass and theoretically could stop. If I were going to be receiving a grade, however, I wouldn’t stop. The difficulty lies in where and when to stop. I could go on forever but I question if my prof will know the difference. Now I have to decide what is more important to me: continuing to work on an assignment, or doing something for myself such as exercising or spending time with a friend. Before, I feel the amount of work I put in to something was related to my quest for a high grade, but now the battle of motivation is solely mine because only I know if I have done my best.

As a student teacher I have yet to assign letter grades to students, so I can hardly begin to understand what effect this has. However, based on my experiences, if we are to stop using letter grades at the elementary level there are two attitudes that need to change. First of all, students themselves need to seek intrinsic motivation for learning, and hold a personal standard of how hard they will work at learning. Secondly, educators will need to really think how they will express their understanding of their students’ learning, and be able to clearly articulate it to both students and parents. I’m not sure removing letter grades is a quick fix solution. Instead, a lot of time and focus will be required to put an effective letter grade-free system into place. But perhaps it’s worth the time and focus…

Edcamp Delta – Education Unconference

Today was my first Edcamp (Edcamp Delta), and it was fantastic! I tried to figure out ahead of time what it would be like, but like Tintamarre (a post for another time), it is one of those that can’t really be explained, but needs to be experienced. !

Above you can see the Wordsalad I created (similar to Wordle but an app). The words I included were mainly the types of participants and the types of discussions going on. I included participant terms like students, teachers, superintendents, etc., but you’ll see even larger the term “nonhierarchical”. When I arrived at the unconference one of the things I was told repetitively as a newcomer was that it is nonhierarchical. There were high school students that have attended in the past, and had come back again, saying because it is a time when adults and educators listen to them. I think this is one of the things that made this event so successful – the fact that there was open sharing by everyone, and that everyone’s voices were equally valued.

I really enjoyed the interactive spontaneity of the “things that suck” session by @MsVictoriaOlson. Essentially a topic was put up on the board for with a five minute time limit for discussion/debate, and participants moved to either the “sucks” or “rocks” side of the room depending on their opinion. (Check out her blog post for a further explanation.) I found the variety of participants made this session so interesting. For example, “student teachers” – suck or rock? We had students speaking on experiences with having student teachers, teacher advisors speaking on mentoring teachers, thoughts from parents, student teachers asking how else could we possibly learn? As you can imagine there are a lot of points that can be made for and against.

Other sessions I went to involved:

  • a discussion on what do students really need to know
  • a chance to speak with student trustees @MayaTreuheit and @NickMilum, from SD46 and VSB respectively
  • a huge group on the implementation and assessment of the new curriculum
  • ideas on how to best help students with learning disabilities which was well-attended by students with a lot to share

I got to meet so many people at Edcamp – twitter “friends” and new people. Thank you to all the organizers, volunteers, and participants! April 12th is an Edcamp in Langley – Edcamp35. Register now because it’s going to be great – see you there!

 

Blue Violet and Black Velvet

This year when going through old books I found an absolute treasure: a book written, illustrated, and binded for me by my older cousin, Kiley. I contacted her about it, and she didn’t remember it. It would have been created sometime in the 90s. This was an exciting find to me as many students are creating books and digitizing them, or creating online stories.

As she wished to see it, and I wish to share it with you, I present to you, “Blue Violet and Black Velvet”, written, illustrated and “published” by my cousin Kiley.

 

Blue Violet and Black Velvet!

 

“Dedication. This book is dedicated to my littlest cousin Cassandra Whelan. YOU ARE MY SUNSHINE. Kiley”

 

Once upon a time, in the far off woods in a far off land, in a tiny little wooden shack, lived a father and his two daughters, Blue Violet and Black Velvet. Because of her astonishing blue eyes, one child was named Blue Violet, and because her hair is as black as velvet, the other child was named Black Velvet.

 

The two sisters loved each other dearly. When one had to go to the village, the other would come along, just to keep the other company on the long journey.

Each year the small family had a special visitor. This visitor is not human, but yet has a human capability. This special visitor is a deer. The reason this deer is so extraordinary, is because it can talk. Mark, (That is what he says his name is) came to the family five years ago.

 

One day as Blue Violet and Black Velvet were walking towards the river they heard a cry. It sounded like it was coming from the soft flowing river, which the sisters were headed to. When they got to the bottom of the hill, which lead to the clear running water, they could see the cry was coming from a very small creature. As the two siblings got closer they could see that it was a little elf that was causing all the awful noise.

 

“What are you looking at? Get down here and help me! My fishing line got caught on one of my buttons.” the little elf demanded when he saw Blue Violet and Black Velvet.

“Make sure you don’t rip my jacket, or you will be cursed for the rest of your living days.” he said to the girls as they started twisting and pulling on the line and button. After about ten minutes Blue Violet and Black Velvet just gave up and pulled off the button, not caring about what the rude little man said.

 

“You idiots!!! I warned you!” the little man said.

“We are very sorry. But there was no other way to get the fishing line off. Once again Mister we are very sorry.” Blue Violet told the furious elf.

“I hope I never see you two ever again.” yelled the little mad as he quickly stomped away.

 

The next day as Blue Violet and Black Velvet were wandering in the forest, they came upon the same little elf as yesterday. Except this time his foot was stuck in a hole.

“Oh no! Not you two again.” he mumbled to himself.

“Well as long as you are here, help me get my foot out of this darn hold. But again, I warn you if you rip my shoe you were be severely punished.” replied the small creature. So once again the two siblings started tugging as the shoe but again it ripped.

 

The elf could not believe this, he became very furious with the girls, once again, he left them with a curse of trouble throughout their lives.

“The only trouble we would have is running into that miserable little thing again.” Black Velvet told her sister.

When the two girls got home they could hear a terrible noise. It sounded like a fight between two people. As they got closer to the small cottage they began to walk faster for the fight was not in front of the cottage, but behind it. The girls looked for their father, he was no where.

 

As they walked silently along the side of the house they could hear that it was the elf and the deer fighting. Just as Blue Violet and Black Velvet turned the corner, they saw the deer give the elf a swift blow on the cheek. As the small elf fell to the ground, the deer all of a sudden turned into a human.

“Oh my gosh! I can’t believe it! I’m a human again!” Mark said to the two sisters.

 

Later that night Mark left for his kingdom for he was a prince before the wicked elf turned him into a deer.

One year after Mark left, him and his brother, Josh, came back to marry Blue Violet and Black Velvet, and from that day forth, they all lived happily ever after.

THE END