Friday, December 4, 2015

Esperanza Rising update









We're reaching a climax in Esperanza Rising, which has prompted some good conversations in class. Part of the plot involves the labor force organizing to protest low wages and living conditions at the farms and ranches in California. There are no easy choices for the characters: some band together to strike, others opt to keep working, for fear of loss of income. Some of the language of organized labor was familiar, but the concepts were a little shaky. We talked it through partly through the use of doodles, including the one below. 



(Lest this appear too politicized, I'll mention that this specifically represents the workers and management in the book.)

In the story, some of the strikers take steps to slow down the people who have opted to keep working, hoping that slowing the harvesting and packaging will force the management to give in to demands before their product wilts and rots. One of their methods is to slip "surprises" into the crates of fruits and vegetables that are to be packed. Workers open crates to find rats, broken glass, razor blades, and snakes awaiting them. This understandably causes the workers to move extremely slowly. The tactic inspired some heated debate in our class when someone labeled it as a form of terrorism. Some students had been philosophically aligned with the striking workers, so to hear their actions characterized with such a loaded term was troubling to them. It was a spirited conversation about a difficult concept. 



Much less controversially, Eva followed the directions in the back of the book to craft one of the yarn dolls that features into the book: 



On an unrelated note, this is Lisa showing us an x-ray of school rabbit Kelsey. Ask your child about the white oval in the image. (Hint: It tied in nicely to our ongoing study of body systems.) 







Weeks 9 - 13: Miscellany


I take a lot of photos over the course of a week. Here's a smattering of odds and ends from recent weeks. 


Juna is camera shy. 

Her classmates are not.




Henry!





Guest artist Leslie Sobel came to share her work with us several weeks ago. The middle school recently visited an exhibition of her work at the Village Theater in Canton. Monica has an entry up on her Middle School Art Blog as well.








Touring the theater















Nick!







We've been studying body systems in Science. Here are some photos of our class constructing a device to simulate the lung. 









And here we see kids puzzling through the muscular-skeletal system. They are attempting to construct a "muscle" that mimics the hinge joint of the human elbow.









Silent reading time:









Each Monday morning, the whole school gathers for an assembly. Here, the student government representatives articulate and demonstrate the rights and responsibilities that they have come up with.






Using the windows as a giant light box for tracing.








Bora!






As part of our exploration of the various body systems, we've been constructing paper models of ourselves with each system taped inside. It's yielded some odd photo opportunities.















We led the school assembly on Monday, November 23rd. We opted to talk about our three class values, demonstrated by brief skits.







Grandfriends Day!






Here we are playing 'Jenkins Says' with our Grandfriends. (Ask your kids/Grandfriends about the rules. It's fun!)




Giving the Grandfriends a tour of the school. "The Cove" is always a popular stop. 




Preparing scenery for the school play:








Winter is coming. 







Friday, November 27, 2015

Week 12: Baa baa, black sheep. Have you any wool?


Lisa, Sam, and I meet weekly to talk about plans for the 5/6 science program. We've been working through the human body systems for the first half of this year, and while we have done a number of cool demonstrations and simulations, it can be difficult to reconcile abstract images with the reality of flesh and bone. Our brainstorming eventually turned to the idea of dissections. It's hard to get more hands-on and experiential than an actual dissection. 

Lisa, the consummate biologist, had no qualms at all. Sam and I, however, were the kids who opted out of the dissection labs as squeamish high schoolers. (See last week's blog entry on fear.) We have a particularly sensitive and thoughtful group of kids, so we naturally assumed that many of them would take issue with the notion of dissection for a host of reasons, ranging from ethical to squeamish. We decided to ask them if they were interested. 

In our group, the answer was a resounding and unanimous YES. They were very excited about the prospect, and when Lisa arrived with a lamb pluck, they were very eager. 

Visit Lisa's Science Blog for her entry (featuring a few graphic photos. Be advised!) on the activity. (She gets points for the best blog title as well: Hearts and Minds.)

I also got some fly-on-the-wall video footage. Take a look: 




Friday, November 20, 2015

Week 11: Fear itself


As with much of the rest of the world, Paris, Beirut, Syria, and the United States were on our minds this week. 


When we left school on Friday, the news from Paris was just starting to break, which meant that we hadn't discussed it at all at school. By Monday, almost everyone had already talked about the terrorist attacks with their families, which allowed us to talk about some of the fallout of these tragic events, as well as some historical context.  

An example of the fallout was the domino effect of United States governors declaring that Syrian refugees were unwelcome in their states. 

Article: More than half the nation's governors say Syrian refugees not welcome
Our kids have been raised to believe that being charitable and kind is a core value, so this development required some conversation to understand. We talked about why so many people might object to the arrival of these immigrants, and we eventually got to the idea of fear. What follows is a stream of images that we had conversations about: 

First, I introduced them to the following very famous quote: 




Everyone had heard the quote, but no one knew who had said it or why. When told that it was a quote from FDR's inaugural address, some people guessed that it might refer to World War II.  

In fact, it was in reference to the Great Depression. The economy had crashed, unemployment was up, and people were scared and desperate.  


Though there was some help available, it was far from enough, and people weren't always welcoming. Many Americans had to travel far and wide in search of food, shelter, and work. The images of Hoovervilles, breadlines, and groups of desperate people looked very similar to images that we're seeing in the news of late. 

Not long after, something happened that really stoked fears in the United States. 


When the Japanese attacked the United States base at Pearl Harbor, fear and suspicion reigned, with drastic consequences for many Americans. Though many Japanese Americans had lived as citizens of the United States for their entire lives, they were distrusted and ostracized. 

Despite their protestations, their allegiances were suspect to their countrymen. Xenophobia and fear led to Executive Order 9066 (signed by President Roosevelt, apparently giving in to the fear that he had earlier warned against), which laid the ground for the internment of over 100,000 Americans of Japanese descent. 



We talked about the internment of Japanese Americans during World War II. Again, the camps looked familiar. 





Every wave of immigrants has generated some degree of backlash. We're also seeing evidence of this in Esperanza Rising, our current read aloud novel. 










The kids who are in 5th and 6th grade today were born after 9/11. They are coming of age in a world where terrorism is a looming specter. Those of us who are older were raised with a different fear. 
The fear of nuclear war was a potent one for many who came of age from the 1950s through the 1980s. In addition to a cultural anxiety, it also inspired a wealth of literature. We delved deeper into the idea of metaphor by reading a short story called 'The Wheel' by John Wyndham. On the surface, the story seems to have nothing to do with nuclear annihilation. Upon reading it a little more closely, we found a portrait of a culture crippled by its own fears. We are finding that each generation is confronted with issues unique to its time. How will these young citizens react to the challenges of their time?