Going Back to Third Grade
The classroom I have my first internship for is third grade. When I found out about the grade I was excited. I have been around four and five years old, and now I am getting the opportunity to be with a different age. Although, my natural urge is to stick with the young ones. I am used to them, but being exposed to a different age group will help me understand the students and which grade I will enjoy to teach.
I walked into the elementary school not knowing exactly what to expect on my first day of observation. I was first introduced to the teacher, Ms. M., who is extremely nice and pleasant. The first bell sounded and in walked some of the students. As more and more students walked in they were intrigued to know who I was and what I would be doing in the class. Love the inquisitive mind. I got introduced to the class and they were informed that I would be visiting for the next few weeks.
They were reminded to read the plan of the day and to get situated in class. After the announcements, Ms. M. started off reading by having the students read about a boy who lived in Pakistan and made rugs. It was about the life he had as a child and how, now, they are trying to stop child labor. She had three different stories about him which she passed out to the children. Once they were all passed out she told them to find other students who had the same story as they did. There were five groups of three. Each group had to read the article then find a word, a phrase, and a sentence. The word could not be in the phrase, the phrase could not be int he sentence. One group chose three different words that made a neat statement. There were others that chose the same sentence but had different phrases and words. Once 9:00 hit, Ms. M. told the students to hold on to their passages and that they would finish it the next day.
At this time they were responsible for getting their assignments done for reading. They would spend half an hour doing one assignment and then another half for another assignment. I asked her how do they know what needs to be done. Ms. M, explained to me that she made, let's call it, an assignment matrix. She had printed out all the assignments that were due at the end of the week. As the children finished an assignment they would cross it off the matrix. She didn't mind when they did a particular assignment as long as it got done by Friday. She also told me that it was something she was still working on perfecting, but I was amazed about how self sufficient the children were. At one point she told them to switch and with no problems they each began a new task.
I really enjoyed meeting the children for the first day. It's been awhile since I have been around that age group that I feel there were many moments I was laughing. One in particular was from a boy in the class. They were lining up to go outside when he walked up to me and kind of leaned back. He looked at me and said "Ms. George," then proceeded to lick his thumb and then run it over his eyebrow and continued saying, "My name is also charming." Ms. M. and I both looked at each other began laughing.
I can't wait for the next few weeks to unfold and for me to experience more of the classroom and students.