Showing posts with label middle school writing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label middle school writing. Show all posts

Thursday, December 6, 2012

Words that are Worth their Weight

One thing I love about teaching, is how you get to start fresh each August and revise the work of the year before.  This year, I took my old idea of an interactive word wall (credit to Janet Allen, of course!), and revised it to include the three tiers of vocabulary instruction.

Tier 1 Vocabulary
Tier 1 words are basic, common sight words.  Simple, single-meaning words like "good" or "dog" or "sad" or "sit." Dr. Seussy words that are critical vocabulary for younger students and emerging readers. For middle school students, however, Tier 1 words make for pretty lousy writing.  Thus, the Tier 1 words have become our "'Bad' Words." 

Tier 1 Vocabulary
Early in the year, we discuss what makes precise writing. As kids use "he" or "it" vaguely, I redirect them to be more specific about who or what they're writing or talking about. They "find a better word" and hang the "bad word" on the wall for future reference. From there, they love to listen for bad words and help keep each other (and me!) precise and clear.

Tier 2 Vocabulary
These words are part of the general academic language that opens doors for students.  I used to call them SAT words when I was their age.  Since the student population I teach isn't as obsessed with the SAT as we preppy little Catholic school students were, I now call them "Money Words" in my classroom.  These words are "rich," in that they are specific and enrich writing.  They're also "five-dollar words," and most importantly, they are the words the acquisition of which will provide my students with better, more lucrative opportunities. 

Tier 2 Vocabulary
These are words my students find in their reading throughout the year.  When they don't know the meaning of a word, they use context clues, roots, the dictionary and me to access the meaning of the word.  As they learn new, more precise, rich words, they write them on these sticky sentence strips and post them on our word wall.  Students enjoy the kinesthetic aspect of this routine, and they compete to see who can post the most Money Words.  Not only do they enjoy adding to the word wall, they also refer to it as they write to get ideas and inspiration to enliven their word choice.

Tier 3 Vocabulary
These are domain-specific words.  So, in biology "mitosis" and "nucleus," and in math "slope" and "algorithm."  These words aren't widely used and don't necessarily provide much capital beyond their field.  Tier 3 words are still important to each content area, however, for accessing, processing, understanding, discussing and reflecting on the content.

Tier 3 Vocabulary
As we learn literary terms, literacy skills, or discuss unfamiliar terminology of the study of English language arts, students write down the words and post them for later reference and review. 

Tier 3 used to be the main focus of ELA vocabulary instruction.  With the new Common Core Standards, however, has come vocabulary revolution.  The Common Core shifts in ELA and math are pushing instruction to more rigorous realms.  Where we used to teach domain-specific vocabulary nearly exclusively, we now teach students to mine complex texts for rich, multi-layered academic language.  The emphasis on the subtleties and the multi-faceted, organic nature of language pushes students beyond the rote memorization of words like "metaphor" and "synecdoche" to understanding the ways in which authors use words to play with language and make deep, real meaning. 

The shift from Tier 3 to Tier 2 is so much more than new vocabulary lists.  It's a move BEYOND vocabulary lists to deep analysis and acquisition of powerful words that can empower students.

Saturday, February 20, 2010

Sports Poems II

The Big Game

The sweat crawling down my forehead
Yelling through the thick, moist air,
For that perfect pass that would change everything.

The intense moment:
I see the ball fly through the air,
The dull, orange grip touches my fingertips.

Taking nervous dribbles down the glistening court
Be ready for the lay up I think to myself,
Yet did I know,
A foul was running toward me,
Enraged like a bull.

The flashes of the crowd's cameras,
Blinding my wide, scared eyes,
Hands fly across my sweat-filled face,
Grabbing greedily for the ball

Whistles blow-
A silent pause in time
Foul! the referee shouts.

My time has come,
My two shots decide the game,
This is it.

The first shot is gold,
The game, tied?
Overtime isn't an option.

My last breath,
Before the last shot,
Silence fills the gym.

Here it goes...
Swish!
The crowd cheers wildly.

I did it!
No...
We did it.

-Daphne

Basketball

The bold light
Sweaty bodies
Grip of the ball
The sound of the net swoosh
The coach screaming out plays
The intensity of the player
Fire in my bones
The sweat on my forehead
Feeling like [we're] going to win
Nikes on my feet
Impatient to get in the game
this is more than a game
The feelings of win or lose still the same
This is my court

-Deron

http://www.beckermanphoto.com/basketball-silhouette-1-id-1969.html


Field of Memories

The new brown brick dust
That opens up to the fence,
The bright orange sun
That shines memories on the field
I will never forget.
And the cold wind
That whistles through the flat air.
The freshly popped popcorn with extra butter,
And the American Flag that watches
The players [wander] onto the field.
The sound of the horn to start the fans attention
To watch the game begin.

The two teams gather on the dirt,
Waiting for the clang of the bat
Making its way through the air,
As it sends the white leathered,
Red laced ball,
In the bright blue sky
To sing its song.
The earth roars as the game ends.

-Dylan

http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3516/3697444161_69926b444d.jpg

Saturday, February 13, 2010

Sports Poems

Game Day


Warm sunny Saturday afternoons

Digging my cletes into the fresh green grass

Bodies bolting back and forth across the field


The popping of the helmets colliding together

The shouting of joy coming from my coach

The screeching of the referee's whistle


The grip of a football in my hand

Bright beaming sunlight hitting my face

The sound of the crowd's victory cheer


The feeling of accomplishment

The feeling that I gave it my all on game day


-Lanier


http://www.nutrition-for-athletes.com/images/offensiveline-football.jpg


My Last Game

The cracking of the pads
On one another.
The yells and screams of the crowd,
A dirty football flying through the air.
The taste of an old mouthpiece.
The rough ball hitting my hand
And a muddy shoulder smashing into my ribs.
The feeling of a sweaty wristband on my arm
And the voices going through my head.
The game is over the cold feeling of Gatorade
Rushing through my body
Refills me with energy.
My family is waiting for me on the sideline.
The sweat dripping from my hair
Onto my face.
This is my last game.

-Derek



The Sound of A Bang

The sound of a bang
As he hit the ground
I hear somebody say That's how you play D
As I get up my teammates pat me on the back
Good job #51

As I line up
For the next play
I look at him and I see the fear
In his eyes
From getting popped
On the last play
I could tell he didn't
Want the ball again
And that just made me feel stronger.

As I creep up to [the] line
I hear [their] coach saying
Block #51
But
The couldn't block me
Because I'm magic.

When I'm playing football
It['s] not enough to get a tackle
I want to hear the sound of a
Bang!

-Bryant


It's Your Time to Shine

The smell of hairspray
In the air.
Using spray gold glitter
To stand out and shine
The taste of Vaseline on my teeth
Making me want to smile even more.

Always in front
Arms get weak as I base a climb
Popping the moves on point
With the girls
Under the bright lights.

Our routine is finished
Did we do good enough to win?
All on stage about 30 teams
sweaty and weak.

Then I hear first place goes to...
"Fairdale Bulldogs!"
Getting shiny gold medals
To call our own.

Cheerleading is something
That runs in my blood!

-Taylor


http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3258/3268822299_2c9df385ac.jpg