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Looking for Butterflies


With every gust of wind
the butterfly changes
its place on the willow.
---Basho

On my weekly hikes in a nearby state forest, I find myself looking for what I call "small miracles."  I once spotted a tiny garter snake, with its racing stripes wrapped tightly in coils, sunning itself on a tree leaf... that was my small miracle that day.  I go to the woods to escape the turmoil of life, to empty my head, and yesterday was no exception.

 However, this time it didn't seem to be working for me.  I couldn't escape my spiraling anxieties about family health problems, the teacher-bashing post I had read recently on FaceBook, or  my hyperactive thoughts about my school district's lay-offs.  The mosquitos were biting, and I had forgotten the bug spray. Gracie, my dog, kept trying to drag me off the path to chase birds.   To top it off, I had worn the wrong type of clothing, and I was sweating like a pig.  There was nothing zen-like about this hike...and then, it happened.

Gracie pulled me off the main path to a small side trail, made by deer.  As I struggled against her tugging, I was enveloped in a brilliant cloud of tiny, orange butterflies, rising up from last year's decayed leaves.  It took my breath away.  I have no idea why they were on the forest floor.  I'm not Bill Nye the Science Guy.  They were beautiful.  They were serendipitous.  They were my small miracle.

Teaching is a lot like this for me.  I go along, following the momentum of the day, the week, the month.  My world is filled with students' needs and demands, schedules and meetings that are thrust upon me, and last minute requests from colleagues.  And then it happens...I see the butterflies. 

"Lee" had worked with a reading interventionist for a year and half.  In addition, he and I worked intensely together during reader's workshop.  I had never met an English language learner so earnest, so desperate to succeed.  The day came when he tested at grade level.  As we were walking to the interventionist's room to share his achievement, he turned to me and said, "I'm so proud of me.  I finally did it, and I didn't think I could!" and his eyes were filled with tears.  It took my breath away.  It was beautiful.  It was momentous.  I saw the butterflies in that small moment of my teaching day. 

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Observational Learning




"In every walk with nature one receives far more than he seeks."             
                                                           John Muir

I grew up, my father's daughter. Even now, I can remember the feeling of riding on the back of my dad's three-wheeler, hurtling down the forest dirt trails. My arms were tightly wrapped around his waist with his flannel shirt scratching my face.  I can remember the woodsy wet smell of him.  He'd point out all the secret places...where a doe had bed with her fawn...the scruff marks a buck left on a tree trunk, scraping the velvet off of his antlers...or the tracks left by bears as they crossed the trail to the blueberry bushes in the undergrowth.  My dad taught me how to observe.  As a child, and later truculent teenager, I didn't always appreciate the lessons. As a teacher, I can't help but recognize the value of his wilderness teachings.


Teaching students to observe their worlds is one of the most important skills we can help our students develop.  Brain research tells us that new synapses are formed when learners make connections to previous learning.  Observing is the first step in making new connections, because before we can make a connection, we must be aware of what it is we KNOW.  There are many, many ways we teach our students to observe their worlds.


Flashback to my fourth grade classroom for a moment:  It is the day we begin reading The Invention of Hugo Cabret by Brian Selznick.  This book is special because Selznick's art takes the place of text, and the first 20 or more pages are only illustration.  I have copies of these pages posted in sequential order around my classroom.  Students first take a gallery walk, talking about the pictures with a "walkie-talkie" partner.  Then with clipboard, pencil, and Visual Literacy Organizer in hand, students choose one illustration on which to focus their attention.  Using the organizer I created, students record their thinking about the illustration.  Finally, we complete a whole-class gallery walk, moving in sequence from picture to picture, sharing our thoughts about the story each illustration is telling. 

This same technique has worked with old photographs in social studies!  I have pulled old Civil War and Ellis Island photos off of the internet for my students to study for various social studies units.  Each time I do this, I am never disappointed in my students' responses.  Give it a try yourself!  It can work with the simplest of illustrations like those in an Eric Carle or Lois Ehlert picture book or a photograph of a draft card for middle school social studies. 

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