Thursday, October 29, 2009
Expository Writing-EDRG 3344
Sea Otter Rescue-By Roland Smith

Chapter 9-EDRG 3321
Brown Bear, Brown Bear, What Do You See? By Bill Martin Jr./ Eric Carle

http://www.eric-carle.com/
Chapter 8-EDRG 3321
Thursday, October 15, 2009
"Where The Wild Things Are"-by Maurice Sendak

I'm sure many of you are familiar with this book. I read this when I was a child and still have the book today. This book is written by Maurice Sendak and is a classic. If you have not read it, the synopsis of the book is about a young, naughty boy named Max who is sent to bed without his supper. He imagines sailing away to a land of Wild Things. It is in this land, where Max is made king. This book is creative and unique. It is also humorous and enjoyable for all ages. However, it is most recommended for ages 4-8. Below is a website with additional information about this author, along with other links to authors and books. Hope this is helpful!!
http://www.harpercollinschildrens.com/Kids/AuthorsAndIllustrators/ContributorDetail.aspx?CId=12708
Chapter 7-Picture Books
What is a narrative?

Friday, October 9, 2009
"Snow White"

EDRG 3321-Chapter 6
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Narrative Story-EDRG 3344
As my mom drove me to the school, I was repeating the notes I had to play on the piano and the solo part I had to sing that evening at the Christmas recital. My mom could see the nervousness in my face, so she offered to go over the song with me right before I got off the car. We sang the first verse and chorus of “O Holy Night”, then we said goodbye and I headed to class. The entire day I could not stop thinking about my solo. During music class, we went over the songs several times to make certain that everyone knew their part. As I was leaving the class, my teacher pulled me aside and told me that I was doing a great job and not to be intimidated on stage. Her words were very much needed at that moment, and gave me encouragement. As soon as the last bell rang for the school day, I rushed outside to meet my ride so that I could get ready for the recital.
I clearly remember what I wore that evening. My mom had bought me a red velvet dress, with a gold bow that tied around the back. She curled my hair and pinned it half-way up with a small bow-like clip. I wore white tights with black, shiny, closed-toed shoes since it was a cold evening. I felt beautiful. We arrived at the school early, since I had to get in line and get ready for the performance. As time drew nearer for the recital to start, my nerves grew as I waited backstage. Finally, it was time to start. The recital was going well, and my solo was coming up. At last, it was my solo. I sat down on the bench behind the piano, adjusted my posture, and tweaked the microphone to reach where I could sing. I began to play, and it was as if something overcame me. I felt like a young bird, soaring through the air on my own. It was amazing. I even recall closing my eyes a few times throughout the piece. When I was done, I looked up and there in the auditorium was a standing ovation for me. I stood up, took a bow, and smiled at everyone. I could even see a small tear in my parent’s eyes. After the recital, many people approached me and gave me nice compliments. I was about to leave, when I saw Mrs. Walk. I ran up to her and gave her a big hug. I thanked her for helping me in music class and for teaching me not to be afraid of my fears. She taught me more than just singing and playing an instrument. She taught me how to believe in myself and that hard work will be rewarded. That is a lesson I will never forget.
Sunday, October 4, 2009
"Love to Mama"

EDRG 3321-wed
This past class meeting, we discussed poetry and how it is useful in the classroom. Personally I have never been fond of poetry, but it is because how it was taught to me at a young age. It was of no interest to me. However, wednesday's class was very insightful and allowed me to view poetry in a different way. Poetry is very beautiful, creative, and artistic. We saw a few videos of Maya Angelou and it was amazing to watch her speak and give her opinion on various issues. Poetry allows one to express their emotion, experiences, and views on anything and everything. Also, when it is used in the classroom, it can be very helpful with children struggling with their reading. There is much repetition and creative words used. Children can practice their reading skills with poetry. There are also many ways to interpret poetry. In the classroom, you can allow students to retell their version, act out in a skit/play, or even create a picture about the poem. This can be enjoyable for all students. In addition, teachers should always encourage their students, and never put barriers up for their future. Maya Angelou stated that we can master every subject. That should be a constant thought in the minds of teachers. We are influences our of student's future. Let us be motivators, encouragers, and supporters.
Thursday, October 1, 2009
Memories
In class, I spoke about when I sang for heart patients at the hospital. It was during the christmas season, and my grandpa was recovering from an operation. My brother and I went to visit him to see how he was doing. I told my brother to take his guitar so that he could play for him. My grandpa loves playing the guitar as well, so I thought it would be a nice gesture for him to listen to my brother play a few of his favorite songs. We talked to him and joked around as usual. After that, I sang a few songs for him. When we finished, my brother and I went to get some coffee in the lobby area. As we walked down the hallway, we noticed some patients that did not have any visitors. They just waved to us as we passed by. I asked my brother if he wanted to play so that I could go sing some christmas carols. We knocked on a few patient's doors and offered to play and sing a few christmas carols. I remember when we walked out of the room, everyone (nurses and receptionists) was standing and clapping for me and my brother. We had no idea that they were listening to us. It was such a great moment. The standing ovation was not what made me feel warm, but it was the smiles from the patients that made it all worth it. Sometimes we tend to forget what loving friends and families we have. Some of those hospital patients had no visitors. It came to my surprise because it was during the christmas holidays. I was just glad that I could bring a smile or encouragement to their life.