It’s the most wonderful time of the year! No, not Christmas time; back to school time! This classroom – and more importantly, this teacher – is ready for the kiddos to return!
‘Twas the week before school, when all through the class
Not a student was stirring, not even a gasp;
The sight words were hung on the bulletin with care,
In hopes that the new students soon would be there;
The teacher planned guided reading snug in her bed,
While visions of comprehension strategies danced in her head;
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Soon students in their new shoes, and I in my dress,
Would settle our brains and bodies to do our best.
When inside the Tipi there arose no chatter,
The students would learn Zones of Regulation to solve a matter.
Student-friendly labels on the books for sorting in a flash,
Will make it easy for students to have a reading bash!
Some students, to the reading cubbies will go
Some at the standing table looking at objects below,
When, will students to my wondering eyes appear,
I can’t wait until tomorrow when they are finally here.
But will the little students be so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment Whole Body Listening was it!
More eager each day for the students that came,
She whistled, and planned, and labelled by name;
“Now, Sweetheart! Now, Honey! Now, Buddy and Friend!
Learn, reading! Learn, math! Learn, writing and pretend!
Write on the whiteboard tables but not on the wall!
Now walk only, no running, walk only in the hall.”
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A clean class before the hustle-and-bustle fly,
When met with an obstacle, give growth mindset a try.
So students, the outcomes and lessons we’ll do,
With buckets full of books, and F&P sight words too.
And then, for the wiggles, a sensory cushion on the seat
Let the kids be kids and move their little feet.
Another option for those who need turning around,
A swivel egg chair the students will be glad I found.
The board all dressed in Letterland, letters from head to foot,
The math manipulatives covered so I get student input.
A bundle of Good/Poor choices, Inside Out in the back,
And Circle of Courage is all part of our pack.
Her eyes-how they twinkled! Her smile how bright!
The students were coming, their minds like a light!
Her small little class wrapped up like a bow
And the tabletops for writing were as white as the snow;
The classroom bulletins were covered by curtain,
Weighted dogs, Telemircale teddies, and pillows were there for certain.
The room felt like home with plants in their pots,
The students would care for, and water them lots.
The teacher area was organized, set to work like an elf,
And I’d work in the space, that was all to myself.
In a wink of the eye, in the guided reading zone,
Students would soon know how to read on their own.
Looking at the I Cans, and getting straight to work time,
LLI at the horseshoe table to ensure all is fine.
And laying on the couch when the teacher knows,
That a strategy is needed to care for the woes.
She can see the whole group, from any spot,
But the students snuggled in their sections cannot.
I heard the teacher cheer, as she prepped into the night,
“Happy School Year to all, and to all a learning right!”
Adapted from A Visit from St. Nicholas by Clement Clarke Moore, 1779 – 1863
