I promise this is going somewhere!
Yesterday, I was sitting with one of students and trying to get him to write. It’s really hard for him to come up with anything to say. He’s the lowest reader in our class. I told him he could write about anything. His favorite color, his favorite food to eat, his mom… ”
S -Oh! I’ll write about my mom!
MG- Great, that’s perfect! What do you want to say?
MG – My mom likes to…
S – My mom likes to…move!
MG – Oh, your mom likes to dance?
S – No, my mom likes to move. Like she moves around a lot.
I quickly realized that he meant that his mom likes to mom apartments a lot. He then drew a picture of him, his mom, a big box, and his suitcase. He even told me that he can pack his own suitcase. Then, he said that he was moving on Friday. I think the last part was a fib. I think.
Oh teaching…and children…