Here is some advice from your future 5th Grade Teachers...
- read, every day!
- learn your multiplication facts. You need to know them "like THAT(snap)"
Have a Fantabulous summer, Team 201. Stay in touch! Really!
Tuesday, June 19, 2018
Time To Travel Tuesday
Well, the day is here. We just took a brief tour of the 3rd floor and your kids are ready for 5th Grade! Thank you so much to all of the kids and parents who have worked so hard this year!
Here is some advice from your future 5th Grade Teachers...
Here is some advice from your future 5th Grade Teachers...
Thursday, June 14, 2018
(Almost) Time To Go Thursday
Today we..
- worked on our French and Indian War reading/annotating and partner quiz
- went to gym
- created something special.
- worked on our dance circle
- worked on combined area (again)
- worked on our 4th Grade memory books.
This evening at home....
-Read!
-Finish the Mid Chapter Checkpoint and get it signed. The following kids have turned this in: Aziriah, Shuan, Kathaleen, Priya, Aizah, Yusra,Erick, Abel. If your name is not on this list, make corrections and finish it!
Wednesday, June 13, 2018
Wednesday Words
Hello Team 201 Families,
Today we....
Today we....
- read the Article of the Day
- worked on finding area and perimeter of irregular shapes
- read Maniac Magee
- did a Kahoot on Maniac Magee
- went to the Science Lab to build parallel circuits
This evening at home...
- complete the hw and practice for lesson 13.3
- read, really!
Tuesday, June 12, 2018
Tuesday Thoughts
Today we......
- worked on calculating Area and Perimeter of rectangles and squares.
- created Area and Perimeter animals. Tomorrow, we find out how much they are worth.
- learned about the French and Indian War. More on that tomorrow!
- read Maniac Magee
This evening at home...
- read!
- finish the classwork and homework for 13.2. Most kids are done with the classwork.
Monday, June 11, 2018
MAPS Monday
Hello Team 201....
Today we....
Today we....
- took the MAPS Science test
- worked on our Poetry books
- went to Gym, lunch and recess
This evening at home....
- clean out the book bag!
- make sure that you have 4 published poems for your book. We are working on this right now!
- read for 30 minutes or longer.
Tomorrow we will make Area and Perimeter origami animals.
Thursday, June 7, 2018
This evening at home.....
Don't forget to take "extra stuff" our of your book bag tonight. We will be filling it with more things tomorrow! PARCC practice books, test books and writing handbooks went home today. These are yours! Do not bring them back to school.
Don't forget to take "extra stuff" our of your book bag tonight. We will be filling it with more things tomorrow! PARCC practice books, test books and writing handbooks went home today. These are yours! Do not bring them back to school.
- create a Diamante Poem about and topic or character from Maniac Magee. We will revise, edit and publish tomorrow.
- complete the hw and practice for lesson 13.1
Wednesday, June 6, 2018
W Wednesday
201 is Flying the W! So many of you hit homework home runs last night! I loved reading the paragraphs that you wrote. We have some deep thinkers in here.
This evening at home.....
This evening at home.....
- If you turned in last night's homework, and finished the Chapter 13 Math Review, there is no regular assignment.* Yes, we skipped right to the Review. We have been working on area and perimeter all year. Next week, we will return to these lessons.
- If you have time to do some IXL Math, go for it!
- MAPS Math is tomorrow at 9:30.
Coming soon, very soon.....
- Area and Perimeter Origami Animals
- Poetry Books
- Memory Books
- Maniac Magee festivities
- Science Brainpop A Mania
We have just 9 more days together, and we are going to make each day count! Thanks for coming to school prepared to learn and participate!
Tuesday, June 5, 2018
Time To Teach To Read Tuesday
This evening at home....
Chapter 27 Maniac Magee
The story he told now was not about baseball. It was about parents who were drunk a lot and always leaving him on his own; about being put in classes where they just cut paper and played games all day; about a teacher who whispered to a principal, just outside the classroom door, "This bunch will never learn to read a stop sign." Right then and there, as if to make the teacher right, he stopped trying. "The part I didn't tell about Bluefield, I was only fifteen. I ran away." The kid and the old man climbed into the pickup. They made three stops. First, they stopped by the park office at the zoo, where Grayson told the Superintendent he lust wanted to work part-time for a while, in the afternoons. Fine, said the Superintendent, just so you don't expect to get paid full-time. Then they went to the library book-sale racks and bought about twenty old picture books, such as The Story of Babar and Mike Mulligani Steam Shovel and The Little Engine That Could. Then they went to Woolworth's for a small portable blackboard and a piece of chalk. Within three days, Grayson had the alphabet down pat. The shapes, the sounds. After a week, he could read ten one-syllable words. But he was reading them from memory. It took an- other couple of weeks before he began to get the hang of sounding out words he had never seen before.
The old man showed an early knack for consonants. Sometimes he got m and n mixed up, but the only one that gave him trouble day in and day out was c. It reminded him of a bronc some cowboy dared him to ride in his Texas League days. He would saddle up that c, climb aboard and grip the pommel for dear life, and ol' c, more often than not, it would throw him. Whenever that happened, he'd just climb right back on and ride 'er some more. Pretty soon c saw who was boss and gave up the fight. But even at their orneriest, consonants were fun. Vowels were something else. He didn't like them, and they didn't like him. There were only five of them, but they seemed to be everywhere. Why, you could go through twenty words without bumping into some of the shyer consonants, but it seemed as if you couldn't tiptoe past a syllable without waking up a vowel. Consonants, you knew pretty much where they stood, but you could never trust a vowel. To the old pitcher, they were like his own best knuckleball come back to haunt him. In, out, up, down -- not even the pitcher, much much less the batter, knew which way it would break. He kept swinging and missing. But the kid was a good manager, and tough. He would never let him slink back to the showers, but kept sending him back up to the plate. The kid used different words, but in his ears the old Minor Leaguer heard: "Keep your eye on it . Hold your swing . Watch it all the way in... Don't be anxious...Just make contact." And soon enough, that's what he was doing, nailing those vowels on the button, riding them from con- sonant to consonant, syllable to syllable, word to word. One day the kid wrote on the blackboard: I see the ball. And the old man studied it awhile and said, slowly, gingerly: "I ……..see ……the……..ball." Maniac whooped, "You're reading!" "I'm reading!" yipped the old man. His smile was so wide he'd have had to break it into sections to fit it through a doorway.
- complete the Area and Perimeter worksheet
- Write a response in your readers notebook: How does the author compare learning to read to baseball? Make sure to include details from the text and your own thoughts and ideas. This response should be 1-2 paragraphs. Indent! No floating sentences!
- IXL Math is not homework, but if you have time, check out the section on #D shapes/nets
Chapter 27 Maniac Magee
The story he told now was not about baseball. It was about parents who were drunk a lot and always leaving him on his own; about being put in classes where they just cut paper and played games all day; about a teacher who whispered to a principal, just outside the classroom door, "This bunch will never learn to read a stop sign." Right then and there, as if to make the teacher right, he stopped trying. "The part I didn't tell about Bluefield, I was only fifteen. I ran away." The kid and the old man climbed into the pickup. They made three stops. First, they stopped by the park office at the zoo, where Grayson told the Superintendent he lust wanted to work part-time for a while, in the afternoons. Fine, said the Superintendent, just so you don't expect to get paid full-time. Then they went to the library book-sale racks and bought about twenty old picture books, such as The Story of Babar and Mike Mulligani Steam Shovel and The Little Engine That Could. Then they went to Woolworth's for a small portable blackboard and a piece of chalk. Within three days, Grayson had the alphabet down pat. The shapes, the sounds. After a week, he could read ten one-syllable words. But he was reading them from memory. It took an- other couple of weeks before he began to get the hang of sounding out words he had never seen before.
The old man showed an early knack for consonants. Sometimes he got m and n mixed up, but the only one that gave him trouble day in and day out was c. It reminded him of a bronc some cowboy dared him to ride in his Texas League days. He would saddle up that c, climb aboard and grip the pommel for dear life, and ol' c, more often than not, it would throw him. Whenever that happened, he'd just climb right back on and ride 'er some more. Pretty soon c saw who was boss and gave up the fight. But even at their orneriest, consonants were fun. Vowels were something else. He didn't like them, and they didn't like him. There were only five of them, but they seemed to be everywhere. Why, you could go through twenty words without bumping into some of the shyer consonants, but it seemed as if you couldn't tiptoe past a syllable without waking up a vowel. Consonants, you knew pretty much where they stood, but you could never trust a vowel. To the old pitcher, they were like his own best knuckleball come back to haunt him. In, out, up, down -- not even the pitcher, much much less the batter, knew which way it would break. He kept swinging and missing. But the kid was a good manager, and tough. He would never let him slink back to the showers, but kept sending him back up to the plate. The kid used different words, but in his ears the old Minor Leaguer heard: "Keep your eye on it . Hold your swing . Watch it all the way in... Don't be anxious...Just make contact." And soon enough, that's what he was doing, nailing those vowels on the button, riding them from con- sonant to consonant, syllable to syllable, word to word. One day the kid wrote on the blackboard: I see the ball. And the old man studied it awhile and said, slowly, gingerly: "I ……..see ……the……..ball." Maniac whooped, "You're reading!" "I'm reading!" yipped the old man. His smile was so wide he'd have had to break it into sections to fit it through a doorway.
Saturday, June 2, 2018
Saturday Salutations
Greetings 201 Families...
There is not regular homework this weekend. Spending time on IXL Math is a good idea. Most kids are focusing on Measurement of Geometry skills. Keep working on your current goal.
Monday is Field Day! Be prepared to spend most of the day outside.
We will start our day will field games and will be eating our lunch at about 11:30.
Don't forget to bring your picnic lunch!
There is not regular homework this weekend. Spending time on IXL Math is a good idea. Most kids are focusing on Measurement of Geometry skills. Keep working on your current goal.
Monday is Field Day! Be prepared to spend most of the day outside.
We will start our day will field games and will be eating our lunch at about 11:30.
Don't forget to bring your picnic lunch!
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