Tis’ the season…
for true insanity! The kind that comes in the form of
gift brainstorming
decorating
celebrations
shopping til’ I drop
(let me toss in the excitement of presenting at my first conference)
and…. oh, yes…
planning engaging lessons that supersede that of the jolly ol’ man himself!
Now that last one is a dooooozy! So how on earth can we as educators keep learning at the forefront of the holiday season. Quite simple… just ask our students!
What would you like to do in math for the next couple of weeks? Their eyes were wide open to match their little voices that were going nonstop as they talked over one another to get their idea out.
We had just finished up celebrating our Chick-fil-A luncheon reward for embracing flexible seating in the classroom. Our local Chick-fil-A in Robinson Twp. had closed one store to build a new and better establishment across town. In turn, they offered out their used furniture to anyone interested. My fellow colleague Olivia, who formally worked at their business, called me up to see if I was interested.
Interested? Ummmm… YES! I brought home tables, chairs and stools that have added more awesome options to our already flexible classroom. But the one thing that I felt would take our learning right over the edge was the ENTIRE LIGHT UP MENU BOARD! You heard me! Yes, I’m the one that looked over at the heap of metal stacked up, ready for the dumpster and said, “Any chance I could have those too?” I remember the look on the manager’s face as if that was far from something that she envisioned we would desire. “SURE!”, she said. Oh yes, this was the game changer I was looking for… math would never be the same in the most exciting way possible!
Rewind… If I am being totally honest, the menus sat in a stack for almost 3 months. They were huge and heavy. The idea had gone from complete excitement to… what was I thinking? Then the day came. The reward luncheon was about to unfold and what better “decoration” to have than the menu boards, right? I brought each one in with the intention of having a simple “REAL-WORLD” math lesson and then off to the stack they would go again. I mean, come on… where on earth was I really going to put all of them?
But when the hype of Christmas came barreling in, I found myself questioning my plan to move into a new unit so I had to ask the experts… the students themselves!
“Let’s run our own restaurant!”, one said. WHAT? HOW? WHEN? We haven’t even learned decimals yet… or money. Wait, we don’t even know the first thing about running a business. How will this take shape? All these questions whirled though MY mind.
HOW WAS I GOING TO SOLVE THIS PROBLEM?
Crazy how I thought this was a PROBLEM that had too many hurdles to make happen. In reality, it was an INCREDIBLE OPPORTUNITY with a personal invitation to authentic learning at its finest! Even crazier to think I felt it was MY problem and not an opportunity to problem solve in the most authentic way possible. A restaurant… WOW!

Well my friends, that is exactly what we will do for the next 2 weeks of school. I smiled and said, “Let’s get this plan in place. Remember, we have to connect it to our learning goals… whose in?”
“WE ARE!” And off they went. The research began instantly. They began talking about managers, shift managers, cost, employee responsibilities, resumes, interviews, and so much more. We have reached out for a little more support from Chick-fil-A to donate bags and paper products to give our “business” life! Students are ready to bring in their kid friendly cash registers, along with additional play-dough and other materials they have listed. Over the next week, my students will be creating their own math journey. One that I know will leave a lasting mark. All of this excitement has unfolded because I simply asked one question.

Tis’ the Season!



I started thinking about this on our first camping trip of the season this past weekend. We arrived and I walked out into the sunlight. The sun hit my face. It wasn’t a brilliantly hot day like the week before. No, this was 74 degrees with sunshine that warmed your skin with just the right amount of heat. The wind blew at a steady pace… just enough to cool the heat of the sun. It was as if the wind was talking to me… whispering it was time to stop. Stop, turn off the to do list, the need to have it all done, the desire to do it all, the need to find answers to everyone’s worries. Just stop. So I did.
I watched the sun set. I honestly don’t remember the last time I chose to do that. A gift right in front of me every day and I am too busy to embrace it. It was such a spectacular sight. Not just the sunset itself, but the people I was watching it with. The silence. The appreciation. The lapping of the waves as we each took in the beauty before us.
It may have been one of the hottest days this spring. A blazing 87 degrees at 11 am in the open courtyard of the academy, yet I sat glued to every word Del Toro spoke. He found a way to meet the graduates where they were on their journey. He took his own experiences in life and related them to the mindset they most likely were in… the one racing so that you are not late for life. Questions loomed in their eyes. Fears were evident. Yet the excitement surrounding
Del Torro
No one like you… wow! So profound… truth! That is how I viewed each graduate as they walked onto the sacred grassy platform to which they only step upon for graduation day. Every single graduate dressed in their own style… their own vision… their own voice. The appreciation of individual differences was most evident when Valedictorian, Xiang “Victor” Li replaced his speech with something that he had passion for… music. He shared with each of us, ““I have always hated speeches because I have never figured out where the thin line between meaningfulness and cringiness lies, so, pretty much what I’m saying now is I can’t and I won’t do a speech.” In turn, this is a snippet of the gift he shared with all who attended…

