Friday, June 24, 2011

Fitness is Fun - Girl Style



Thursday afternoons usually include me gasping for some much-needed end-of-the-week energy to push through to what will undoubtedly be a packed weekend. However, Thursday afternoons in May and June included a slew of elementary school girls bursting with more energy than you can imagine... unless you've hosted a slumber party for a sweet posse of fourth grade female child-monkeys.


These lovely ladies were participating in Fitness is Fun, known nationally as Girls on the Run, at their elementary school in my hometown Chester with the daring and darling Anne Lamb as their fearless leader. I would see the ladies walking, running, and sometimes eating popsicles on Tuesday afternoons as they circled town, gearing up for a race later in June, I met up with them in the elementary school gymnasium on Thursdays to dance, dance, dance. We worked hard in a cardio-heavy dance class and spent a good chunk of time building a dance, included in this post. The girls choreographed practically the whole dance in six classes, working together to create fun, partner-inspired movement that I believe highlights their love of each other, moving, and joy. I was able to party with my local girls and feel blessed that such awesome future babysitters are right around the corner...

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Making Friction Move



Sometimes you get a chance to move at school. I remember counting minutes until recess when we could finally use our pent up energy to whack big dodge balls at each other in overly competitive games of four square. The kids at Under Mountain Elementary School in Sheffield, MA and New Marlborough Elementary School in New Marlborough, MA didn't have to wait until recess on the sunny April, May, and June days I visited their school. Instead we started moving during math and science classes, exploring fractions, number sentences, friction, simple machines, animal movement, telling time, number recognition, 2- and 3-D shapes, area, perimeter, and skip counting all while dancing.
I've traveled to the Berkshires to teach for a few years now, working with teachers and students on how our bodies and how dancing as an art form can help better inform our learning and comprehension of math and science at the elementary school level. This year, Aurora and her grandmother joined me for the early drives south on I-91 through recovery-funded construction to spend long, dance-filled days in a variety of pre-K through 4th grade classrooms.

These pictures are from Jennifer DeAngelo's 2nd grade classroom at Under Mountain. The students were studying friction and together we tried sliding and rolling across bumpy and smooth surfaces in attempt to better understand where we feel more or less friction. We created a human wheel to feel how the wheel takes more of the work when rolling across a surface, while the object being wheeled around can relax some. There were raised hands, excited questions and answers, and moments of genius where an idea clicked.. "I feel myself sticking to the bumpy surface," said one kid. Another shared, "It's easy to roll because the part of my body connected to the floor keeps changing."
The kids pushed, pulled, and rolled each other, thinking about forces and gravity and how this would affect our next lesson on simple machines. I found myself more curious about what the big deal with friction is than I can ever remember, grateful that these active, engaged kids were asking me to step up and keep on learning as well.

It is a gift to have teachers who are willing to risk the insanity of students dancing to funky music in their classrooms in order to access information in different ways. Perhaps a few more of adults need more time to just move during the day as well? I remember tapping my foot wildly at my desk in graduate school, grateful for my one class that allowed me to stand and walk around the room when offering my two cents to the conversation. I hand over the dry erase marker to kids during these classes, giving them a chance to write the words or numbers on the board that we are attempting to make sense of with out bodies and I find myself shivering with excitement because it means something. We are making something come to life by moving it, writing it, speaking it, and sharing it. This is multiple intelligences in action. This is different perspectives coming head to head.

Let's commit ourselves to making sure our kids have multiple ways of learning and sharing what they know. Let's commit ourselves to not resting easy in our own learning experiences and being open to empathetic responses to our kids. But let's also share what we know and encourage kids to develop their own ability to empathize. Let's model kindness, engagement, and curiosity by seeing the limitlessness of what there is to experience and learn. Sometimes we'll get stuck -the human wheel won't be able to get started and our moving object slides off before it has a chance to make it across the floor - but we can try again and again and again. And hopefully, it will feel worth it.

Many, many thanks to Jane Burke at Flying Cloud Institute for making this work possible year after year and to sweet, wonderful Jennifer DeAngelo to being the best cheerleader and picture-taker a 2nd grade classroom can have.

Sunday, June 5, 2011

Images: spring dancing...




The kiddos wait and wait for their big weekend of stage-time bliss where they get to run around under the bright lights shouting with their limbs bits of who they are and it feels to be them. It is my last moment to show them my thanks... gratitude I feel deep down in the innermost part of myself... filled with love because some lovely folks chose to stick it out with me all school year and dance.


Moms and dads, grandparents and close friends, even some community members with no little ones (or big ones) dancing come to see dance. Hip hoppers in neon shoelaces, barefooted modernistas, teenage tappers, and pointe-clad ballerinas put it out there and let the audience decide what to do with it.


I watch between quick costume changes as my students step up and meet themselves in that place where they can rock out and be proud. And I hold my breath until they find stillness and I can rush to them with waterfalls of enthusiasm.


I love that these moments are fleeting. I love that we work so hard, play so good, fill up a year with moving and only at the end of that year do we step on stage and shake our sweet, sweaty bodies in the presence of others. I tell the kiddos, "You've gotta love them work." Do I feel lucky... I love the work.



Thank you Amy Anderson and Anna Jonynas for your steal-worthy images.