Today’s Song: “You Don’t Make it Easy Babe” by Josh Ritter
Sometimes, being in the education concentration calls for you to step out of your adult shoes and remember what it is like to be a student. Sometimes that means developing assessment plans that will evaluate how well your students understand the material. And sometimes, that means delving into fun lessons you would pass along. At that moment while I am always thinking of how I might use those lessons, I start to remember what it was that made me fall in love with learning. What made me fall in love with the English language.
Grammar lessons renewed
I wish that everyone could take English Language for Teachers 1 (though of course it does vary by professor as with any class). Where else could you talk about the beauty of words (and of course how those words can be turned from nonsense into awesome band names), and the basics of words?
Perhaps this is just my inner word nerd making itself known to the whole world, but I find stepping back into the shoes of secondary students can be quite fun. As long as I don’t actually have to be a teenager again. No one wants that.
Alliteration and Annagrams (it’s spelled wrong on purpose)
Today, my English Language class we explored teaching grammar through the clever use of patterned poems. My favorite (or at least favorite resulting poem) was the Alliterative Character Poem. It goes like this:
Line 1: Name the character.
Line 2: use at least four words beginning with the first letter of the character’s name to tell where he/she/it lives.
Line 3: Use at least four words beginning with the same letter to tell what the character eats or does.
Line 4: Using the same letter, tell four things the character likes to do.
Line 5: The last line (using as many words with the same letter as possible), tell about some special power or talent the character has.
My end result, using a fellow classmate as a character:
Ambles aimlessly in arid Albuquerque.
Anna ate an apple (and didn’t like it).
Anna aggravates and annoys her Algebra.
Anna aims an arrow at the heart of her Evan.
Somehow, all my non-serious poetry ends up ridiculous. Until Thursday, marvelous, magnificent readers.
Poem pattern taken from Keith Polette’s “Teaching Grammar through Writing.”