As a teacher I am constantly reflecting and wondering, are my students understanding what I am teaching and then deciding how to proceed. Having time during conference night, I read over some of my students’ poetry pieces and was thrilled- they seem to be developing their own passion for this genre.
After reading Isn’t My Name Magical? by James Berry, students were to write a short poem that shows how they feel about their names.
One on my girls wrote they following:
My name is for me only!
I don’t like when someone answers for me when I’m being called.
It makes me feel like there is another me in the universe.