What Students Really Need to Hear

What Students Really Need to Hear

ReflectorWoman:

Read this.

Originally posted on affectiveliving:

It’s 4 a.m.  I’ve struggled for the last hour to go to sleep.  But, I can’t.  Yet again, I am tossing and turning, unable to shut down my brain.  Why?  Because I am stressed about my students.  Really stressed.  I’m so stressed that I can only think to write down what I really want to say — the real truth I’ve been needing to say — and vow to myself that I will let my students hear what I really think tomorrow.

This is what students really need to hear:

First, you need to know right now that I care about you. In fact, I care about you more than you may care about yourself.  And I care not just about your grades or your test scores, but about you as a person. And, because I care, I need to be honest with you. Do I have permission to be…

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Commas, Commas, Everywhere

Yesterday, when I was in my office, a colleague came in and started talking about comma splices and how sometimes they are overused. Well, I love the sound of  those words in unison. Say it slowly and you might agree, “Comma splices”. As you know, I love words. Together those words describe exactly what it means.  So, I was inspired to write this poem. Remember, punctuation is important, like grammar it makes your ideas and thoughts clear so the reader can understand exactly what you are trying to say.

So here is my poem. I hope it entertains you and reminds you to think about punctuation.

Commas, Commas, Everywhere

Comma splices dot my words

Round and round the pencil curbs

Point and scoop

Scoop and curve

I distribute them all ‘oer the place

 

My mind has pauses here and there

My thoughts skip round like fleas in pairs

So when I write

Or what I say

Fragments like stars in outer space

 

Mark my paper full of red

Ink on paper I don’t dread

I just love to tweet and post

And commas are allowed in those

 

Commas, commas, everywhere

They’re like water and tears I’ve shed

You can’t drink them or punctuate

Cause like the sea, they are my fate