So much fun presenting with my colleague and friend Thu Nguyen at POCC 2019 in Seattle Washington. Check out our presentation below.
Sunday, December 1, 2019
Friday, July 5, 2019
Relating Objects to Pedagogy: Challenges and Opportunities
This summer I am a Teacher in Residence at the Freer Sackler, the Smithsonian's National Museum of Asian Art. I, along with two colleagues, am working on a project to think about how we might best
promote the museum's collection of Chinese Art objects to an audience of teachers, while
providing materials that support the objects’ integration into curriculum and
instruction. It has been a wonderful opportunity. First, it is such a luxury to simply be in a museum surrounded by gorgeous, thousands of year old art everyday. I casually walk by gilt buddhas and jade bi and bronze bells and silver platters served in the courts of Persian kings. Secondly, I began my teaching career as a museum educator and at a particular point decided I could do my best work in schools - how many chances do we get to walk the road not taken? Third, I love standing somewhere in the middle between museums and schools thinking about the needs of both institutions, their relationships, and how they can best serve each other. The following essay examines trends that present opportunities for museums to engage schools beyond content standards, and in doing so, perhaps make themselves and their objects even more valuable.
Any survey will show that teachers
have varying degrees of autonomy in designing curriculum, which can be
determined at the classroom, school, district, or state level. The majority of teachers have guidance on
what they should teach from a supervising authority and some control over how
they teach it. Materials should show sensitivity
to the many angles from which teachers may approach them. They may be looking for an exciting way to
start a social studies unit or to provide the context for an experience with a
specific art medium or to heighten students’ critical thinking skills in
preparation for a design project. Whether
a generalist or a specialist, teachers must maximize each minute of
instruction. There is never enough time
to complete all that teachers want or are expected to. Lessons that allow them to achieve multiple
goals are very attractive. In addition
to considering current national and state standards there are a few other
trends that could, and perhaps should, impact this work.




Overall,
there are many opportunities to connect experiences with objects in the
collection to the concerns and requirements of today’s teachers. Centering the experience of the viewer and
their ability to connect and extend that experience into various contexts will
make it more likely that both teachers and students readily accept an object’s
importance. From a teaching perspective,
relevance is in the eye of the beholder.
Teachers and schools are attempting to respond to dynamic changes in the
educational landscape. Museums and their
objects can and should choose to be extraordinary resources that support those
efforts.
Tuesday, March 5, 2019
Private Schools with Public Purpose
Long time! This week I am presenting at the Private Schools with Public Purpose Conference.
"The 2019 national Private Schools with a Public Purpose Conference at The Spence School on March 7-9th will be focused on the theme Collaborating in the Spirit of Justice: On the Intersections of Equity and Service. This will be the 12th year of the PSPP conference, which draws teachers and school leaders from across the nation who are interested in service learning, equity, and summer learning programs. Our hope is to help schools envision how to partner with and support programs in their communities as a means of creating more equitable learning environments and opportunities for all students."
I first attended this conference in 2017 when it was in Washington DC. My colleague and I held a workshop called "Sowing Seeds" about our 6th Grade Food Justice study. It was really fun and helpful to talk to like-minded colleagues about our interest in growing our students understanding of food justice.
This year I am presenting "What Feels Like Seismic Shifts" about the challenges of doing this work over multiple years and the strides that we have been able to make. 35 people are signed up! I will let you know how it goes.
"The 2019 national Private Schools with a Public Purpose Conference at The Spence School on March 7-9th will be focused on the theme Collaborating in the Spirit of Justice: On the Intersections of Equity and Service. This will be the 12th year of the PSPP conference, which draws teachers and school leaders from across the nation who are interested in service learning, equity, and summer learning programs. Our hope is to help schools envision how to partner with and support programs in their communities as a means of creating more equitable learning environments and opportunities for all students."
I first attended this conference in 2017 when it was in Washington DC. My colleague and I held a workshop called "Sowing Seeds" about our 6th Grade Food Justice study. It was really fun and helpful to talk to like-minded colleagues about our interest in growing our students understanding of food justice.
This year I am presenting "What Feels Like Seismic Shifts" about the challenges of doing this work over multiple years and the strides that we have been able to make. 35 people are signed up! I will let you know how it goes.
Thursday, May 10, 2018
Mendocino Poems
These are poems inspired by a place, Mendocino. It is a small town on the northern coast of California. My family has been going there every summer for over 50 years and now I take my son. It's really special.
Coastal
It is possible that there are
cliffs like these in other places but
I refuse to believe they are as beautiful.
That anywhere else the sky forms
a more elegant tapestry.
That those other waves crash as symphonically
against such perfectly carved rocks.
That the song the sea foam sings on other shores
is as sweet as the lullaby I hear right now.
cliffs like these in other places but
I refuse to believe they are as beautiful.
That anywhere else the sky forms
a more elegant tapestry.
That those other waves crash as symphonically
against such perfectly carved rocks.
That the song the sea foam sings on other shores
is as sweet as the lullaby I hear right now.
The Show
You can pay $18.50 for a ticket to the planetarium
or you can sit in a field unpolluted by lights
during the Perseid meteor shower.
The crickets will narrate
instead of Morgan Freeman.
The temperature in the theater
is subject to change without notice
and since the footage is unedited
your patience is required.
Still, you can be quite certain
that the universe extends beyond the ceiling
that the infinity of stars are twinkling in real time and
that the one you just watched has not already
been used up on some other person's wish.
Ars Poetica
I don't call myself a poet, but I do write quite a bit of poetry. I have been teaching it for the last seven years and it has become my preferred method of documenting and discussing my personal and inner lives. I have never liked journaling, and while I suppose blogging could be considered a type of journaling, I don't cringe at my past words here like I do on paper. I am learning to offer myself the same compassion I offer my students and their writing. These are a few of the poems I've written recently that I like.
Spring did not come easy that year
and neither did her happiness.
Both were wrought from cold hard ground,
after a tough as nails winter,
faces into belligerent gusts of wind
and relentless rain.
Exhausted they turned toward the sun
the moment it appeared.
The first bud was strong and sweet
paving the way for full bloom.
Tiny leaves gathered on the branch andsuddenly everything was green.
For Allen
Green
Spring did not come easy that year
and neither did her happiness.
Both were wrought from cold hard ground,
after a tough as nails winter,
faces into belligerent gusts of wind
and relentless rain.
Exhausted they turned toward the sun
the moment it appeared.
The first bud was strong and sweet
paving the way for full bloom.
Tiny leaves gathered on the branch andsuddenly everything was green.
Blackberries
For Allen
My favorite memory will be picking blackberries with you
on the way to Boyle's swimming hole.
The path was well lit and sunny and dusty
like I remembered.
There were no cattails but the reeds were as high as our heads.
Blackberry thorns pricked on both sides.
Ripe fruit was scarce but
I reached into the briars
risking skin and limb because blackberries
are your favorite
and I would do anything for you.
on the way to Boyle's swimming hole.
The path was well lit and sunny and dusty
like I remembered.
There were no cattails but the reeds were as high as our heads.
Blackberry thorns pricked on both sides.
Ripe fruit was scarce but
I reached into the briars
risking skin and limb because blackberries
are your favorite
and I would do anything for you.
Ars Poetica
When I was 5, I stole a piece of candy from the grocery store.
When I was 11, with my throat burning, I confessed this sin
to my father, who tilted his head as he looked at me and said,
Why are you telling me this?
Years later I gave birth to my one dear son,
and when I whispered my hopes and dreams
in his ear, he looked at me just like my father did.
Again, I guess, I was not making any sense.
Sometimes, language is insufficient
When I was 11, with my throat burning, I confessed this sin
to my father, who tilted his head as he looked at me and said,
Why are you telling me this?
Years later I gave birth to my one dear son,
and when I whispered my hopes and dreams
in his ear, he looked at me just like my father did.
Again, I guess, I was not making any sense.
Sometimes, language is insufficient
When Young Mothers Die of Cancer II
Somewhere in Maryland a
young mother is dying.
Down in Houston her mother grieves.
In California her children play together,
as she would have liked had she
lived long enough to see it.
At night sometimes she comes to them,
her smell sweet and familiar,
her hug warm and longed for.
She wraps them tight in memory.
In the morning they say nothing,
afraid someone will tell them it wasn't real.
young mother is dying.
Down in Houston her mother grieves.
In California her children play together,
as she would have liked had she
lived long enough to see it.
At night sometimes she comes to them,
her smell sweet and familiar,
her hug warm and longed for.
She wraps them tight in memory.
In the morning they say nothing,
afraid someone will tell them it wasn't real.
Thursday, April 12, 2018
Philosophy of Education
The book
from college that I remember reading is Neil Postman’s The End of Education. He was
the founder and chair of my program, the Department
of Culture and Communication at New York University. While at the time I had no intention of
becoming a teacher, now that I am I think about this book all the time. To summarize, he asked school leaders,
educators, and students, “Why are we all here?” Why indeed.
Once I knew I wanted to be an educator I
attended Bank Street College of Education, a place where I could grow my
practice without compromise. The gods
served by progressive education were in alignment with Postman’s perspective
that schooling should be about “how to make a life, not a living”. After 12 years in the field, I still wonder how
we might focus the methods of education (the standards, the learning goals, the
essential questions, the projects) on “meaningful” ends – the definition of
which educators disagree. Ultimately, what do I wish my students? A sense of
personal identity, cooperative interdependence with others, respect for our
earth, a commitment to community, to peace, and to justice. Such “soft skills” are not often in vogue and
yet who can deny that the human experience is complete without them?
I have three mantras that center my
teaching around achieving what I see as the end goal of creating capable and
confident lifelong learners who are empathic and engaged citizens. People who might know how to go out and make a
life. When faced with a dilemma I can count on these words to bring truth to
light.
Teach the whole child
This was my first teaching philosophy,
captured in a Master’s thesis that still rings true today. At that time, I wrote:
My priority is preparing students to become
lovers of learning for life. I want them
to value their intellects and capabilities and have faith in their desires and
their dreams. I want to provide
opportunities for them to bring their outside learning in, as well as
opportunities for them to share what we learn together with their families,
friends, and communities…I want to be a teacher who sees all of my students as
whole people with whole lives. I want to
fearlessly jump into those lives and care.
I want to bring those whole children into the classroom and leave their
emotional, social, intellectual, and moral selves better than when I found them.
My yesterday self would be proud to know that
these are still my priorities. I still
seek to provide authentic learning experiences for the unique students I come
in contact with each year. I still try to listen and solicit their ideas and feedback. I still try to offer choices and leave room
for their inspired creativity. The
invisible curriculum where students are building identities and friendships,
where they are testing the boundaries of integrity and authority, where they
are developing a growth mindset understanding of risk, failure, and success, is
just as important as what we read and write and calculate. I try and remember that those are simply
means to a much bigger end.
Teach what matters
Our sixth-grade curriculum feels
important. Quaker philosophy asks that
we “Let Our Lives Speak”. To let one’s
life speak, one has to discover what it might say. By making careful curriculum choices, I try
to give my students room to uncover areas of interest and to develop talents that
might be of use as they go about the business of living. We are motivated by
the testimonies – weighty concepts like peace, integrity, equality, and
stewardship. Over several years, our
team has infused these ideas directly into the curriculum through the lens of
social studies.
Thematically, we study global issues and
sustainable solutions. Sixth graders
want to know what is going on in the world.
We watch the news, we read articles, we research hot topics. We build
our media literacy and think critically about information that is presented. We debate potential perspectives. Current
events can be frightening, even to adults, but we establish our classroom as a
safe place to feel authentic emotions and to ask questions. We learn about the United Nation Sustainable
Development Goals and the movement to make major headway on key problems by
2030. We leave room for our
interests. Last year we studied ethical
sourcing of raw materials for chocolate and cell phones. The year before it was endangered
manatees. The exact issue is less
important than going through the process of asking ever deeper questions, using
multiple sources to answer them, listening to a variety of perspectives, and
putting our research into action. It is
a process they can use their whole life.
I am especially proud of how our food
justice curriculum is taking shape. It contradicts the notions that
service-learning work is not “rigorous” and that its integration dilutes the
academic program. What is more rigorous
that studying world hunger? It is a
problem that has not yet been solved.
We culminate the year with a design-thinking
project. Students are charged with
building scale model sustainable homes for well-researched client families from
around the world. This highly
collaborative, interdisciplinary experience allows them to apply a wide variety
of gained skills in a novel way. They
have to depend on one another and to be dependable, as it is too much work for
any one member to shoulder. They can
visualize what it will take to provide sustainable lifestyles around the
globe. What others need. What we must give up. Most of all, students walk away knowing there
is a role for them in creating this better life. They are involved and they are invested.
Curriculum design is one of my favorite
aspects of teaching. I love wrestling with
content, resources, and activities to craft dynamic learning experiences based
on the interests of that year’s cohort. I see first-hand how social studies
allows students to grapple with the problems of those who lived long ago or far
away. It is an empathic exercise. Quaker
philosophy also asks that we look for “that of god in everyone”, something that
I think social studies helps us to do.
Through our studies what I really hope is that students build the
cultural competence and vulnerability required to be in community with others. Only together in true partnership can we work
on problems that really matter and create solutions that restore justice and
create a sustainable future for all.
Teach without ego
I sincerely believe that ego is the nemesis
of the teacher. I define it as a
projection of a self that is separate and different and special from the other
selves in the world. Left unchecked it
can be divisive and a barrier to compassion. It breeds insecurity,
jealousy, and competition. Ego can be a detriment to the practice of
teaching. I came across this dilemma while exploring the concept of the
teacher-leader. As I seek to be an
integral part of progress and evolution in my schools, I have to be really
honest with myself about my intentions.
Am I propping up my self-esteem, trying to get ahead, or seeking to
control a situation according to my own desires? Am I operating on fear or resentment? With a
fixed resolution or an open mind? Am I
acting in the interests of my students? Do I honor best practice? Do I uphold
agreed up ethics? Am I present to talk or to listen?
When I first joined my current school, I
entered into a team teaching situation that I greatly underestimated for its
difficulty. I came to realize that most of the angst I felt at work could
be traced back to my ego. Desires to be recognized, respected, and right can
be strong. Self-preservation seems sensible and competition seems healthy.
A twinge of resentment over a close relationship or individually achieved
success seems normal. Suspicion of new colleagues and initiatives seems
expected. Giving priority to the activities and topics I prefer seems logical.
But when these emotional responses interfere with my ability to focus on what
is best for my students and their learning, my ego is the one that needs to
back down. In those
moments, I am learning not to fight, not to defend, not to protect, not to
promote. I am learning to let go. When "I" am at the
center of my practice, the world my students and I are creating together feels
fragile and destabilized, tilted in the direction of a self-concerned perspective.
When my students are at the center of my practice, our world seems
infinitely more solid.
These mantras are evidence of my growth and
continuing evolution as a teacher. I
acquired each of them during a particular time though for me they remain
timeless. With further reflection, my
practice continues to deepen, proof that I am what I wish for my students, on a
joyful journey of lifelong learning.
Friday, November 24, 2017
On Mentoring
Everyone with a career needs a mentor. As I make holiday gratitude lists and contemplate my areas for growth on the heels of the New Year, I am thinking a lot about mentorship because I know that has been a major key to my success. No one makes good decisions in a vacuum. It’s important to surround yourself with people who have achieved what you hope to or who are setting similar goals. They might think like you or have a completely different approach. They might be personal friends or people you admire from afar. Whatever the case, a set of guiding stars can provide clarity and confidence. This article outlines 8 things good teacher mentors do.
I am also lucky to be teaching with an incredible team of teachers who have become peer mentors. We complement each other wonderfully because we all have different strengths, but the common thread is that everyone brings their "A game" everyday. We listen without judgement. We don't fixate on problems, we solve them. We collaborate without competition. We share without threatening one another. We teach with no ego.
I really enjoy bonding with previous generations of teachers. The ones who started when computers were bulky, when the internet wasn’t a thing, when craft was king, and being able to define one’s personal pedagogy really mattered. I have been lucky to teach with many talented people from this generation. Some have retired and some are still at it, providing critical leadership at a time when so much about school is up for debate. I find their perspective incredibly helpful and listening closely to their insights has prevented many novice mistakes.
I am also lucky to be teaching with an incredible team of teachers who have become peer mentors. We complement each other wonderfully because we all have different strengths, but the common thread is that everyone brings their "A game" everyday. We listen without judgement. We don't fixate on problems, we solve them. We collaborate without competition. We share without threatening one another. We teach with no ego.
Sometimes mentors show up unexpectedly. We recently invited a dynamic speaker to visit our grade as a DC hunger expert. She previously led a cluster of charter schools and now is a food justice advocate. I am fascinated by her energy, her focus, and her ideas, and I am plotting how I might become her friend and partner with her on a project or two.
I recently came across this blogpost from my good friend and long time mentor, Monica Edinger. We began working together over a decade ago at The Dalton School. To this day she remains a steadfast champion and a critical source of advice and ideas. I deeply admire the way she has never become complacent with her practice. She stays true to her core principles, but tries something fresh and new and innovative every year. To have someone like that believe in you when you are just starting out gives you the confidence to press forward, to take risks, and to trust that the journey to becoming a master educator could be the funnest and most rewarding ride yet. I look forward to having the opportunity to provide that to someone else.
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