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When the words of children become Found Poetry, that is inspiring. I asked my library reading group to tell me their wishes, and they are still going strong. Read on!
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A Trilogy of Patriotic Heroes This Week
#1 I went to a Book Fair and found a remarkable new book about the American flag that survived the 9/11 attack, 30,000 Stitches.
It is the story of the 9/11 flag, how it was saved and how it was mended. I did not know about the many people who tenderly repaired the flag, and how that flag traveled to all 50 states. Stitchers are heroes.
#2 Pearl Harbor Day is December 7th. I remember the date every year, because of my parents and their Greatest Generation. This was the day that made heroes and united the country.
#3 The Army-Navy game was played this week. It inspires me every year. I was lucky to attend one game when our son was a Midshipman. The experience will never be forgotten. These are heroes on and off the field, a true ‘band of brothers’.
Army-Navy Football, It’s Far More Than a Game
Three patriotic heroes in one week is a ‘hat trick’ and a very good week.
Jennie
Posted in America, American flag, Book Review, children's books, Giving thanks, history, Inspiration, military, patriotism
Tagged 000 Stitches, 30, Army-Navy Football, heroes, Pearl Harbor Day
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Love
I wore this heart pin to school today. I needed to wear it, and I knew what would happen. Children asked me about the pin.
“Jennie, I love your heart.”
“Thank you. I do, too. Do you know why I wore this? Because I love you.”
The smiles were as big as sunbeams. Love has been, well, everything this year.
This school year has been a change, as the children are younger. It took a month to adjust my expectations to their abilities. Can they scissor cut? No. Can they draw people? Barely. I was spending nearly as much time in the bathroom changing diapers as I was teaching. Once we became a family (I love when that happens) it became clear these children may not be artists or builders, but they are passionate book readers. They are singers and caretakers of of our dolls – especially Gloria. She has spent every single weekend with a child. Lunchtime always has a Jennie Story or a Fairy Tale. The favorite is my version of “Goldilocks and the Three Bears” – “Goldilocks and the Three Dinosaurs.”
It finally dawned on me why everything is exciting and fun, albeit a young class. Love. That’s it. I love these children, and they love me. Everything falls into place once there is love.
A former student moved away recently, and someone said they would not miss him. It was mater of fact, not unkind, yet it made me look at my class and realize all that really matters is love. Learning happens after love. That’s why I wore my heart pin to school today.
I want to share with you my teacher hero. Her story is in my well worn copy of Chicken Soup for the Soul. She gets it:
A college professor had his sociology class go into the Baltimore slums to get case histories of 200 young boys. They were asked to write an evaluation of each boy’s future. In every case the students wrote, “He hasn’t got a chance.” Twenty five years later another sociology professor came across the earlier study. He had his students follow up on the project to see what had happened to these boys. With the exception of 20 boys who had moved away or died, the students learned that 176 of the remaining 180 had achieved more than ordinary success as lawyers, doctors and businessmen.
The professor was astounded and decided to pursue the matter further. Fortunately, all the men were in the area and he was able to ask each one, “How do you account for your success?” In each case the reply came with feeling. “There was a teacher.”
The teacher was still alive, so he sought her out and asked the old but still alert lady what magic formula she had used to pull these boys out of the slums into successful achievement.
The teacher’s eyes sparkled and her lips broke into a gentle smile. “It’s really very simple”, she said. “I loved those boys.”
Love means supporting children along the way. I support my children. So does Rita Pearson. When she heard a colleague say, “They don’t pay me to like the kids”, her response was “Kids don’t learn from people they don’t like.”
All you need is love. Really.
Guess what book I’ll be singing to the children…
When You Read Aloud…
This is what happens when teachers read aloud:
It begins with a child, grows into groups of children,
and then the children ‘take over’, reading on their own.
Reading one-on-one
Reading in groups
The more I read aloud, the more I empower children to read. I don’t teach children how to read. I give them them the passion to want to read. And they do, long before they know how to read.
I catch them reading to Gloria, and reading to each other.
I catch them setting up chairs so they can read on their own.
Chapter reading comes next. There are no pictures, the words become the magic that make the pictures. Chapter reading ‘sticks’ more than picture books. It’s what children remember most of all. Really!

It’s what parents tell me, and they continue reading aloud.
I have often told the story of my first day teaching, when my head teacher put a picture book in my hands and asked me to be the one who reads to children every day. As soon as I read that book to children – Swimmy, by Leo Lionni – I was hooked, and I knew I had been given a great gift.
Reading aloud is more than just reading a book to a child. For most parents, it is a pleasurable and bonding time. But, that’s the tip of the iceberg. The more words a child hears, the better s/he will do in all academic areas in school. All. Now, doesn’t that make a parent want to run to the library? As the number of words a child hears continues to grow, so does the need for reading aloud. Sadly, many parents stop reading to their children once their child is able to read on their own.
The mind of a child can understand and process far more of the subtle underlying messages of a book when hearing the words, rather than reading the words. That’s why I can read Charlotte’s Web to preschoolers; they understand far more with oral words. Parents and teachers should read aloud to their children long after the children can read on their own. Reading aloud Because of Winn-Dixie and The Wild Robot should happen in every elementary school classroom. Reading aloud Wonder should happen in every upper grade classroom. If a teacher cries, all the better, because that’s a subtle message – one that’s not directly written – and becomes a beacon of understanding. The head of the English Department at the Prep School in town reads aloud to her high school seniors. Lights off, heads down on desks, just like I do at chapter reading in my preschool class.
I know how hard it is to make the time for reading aloud at home. Here is a new toy that gets my vote. It’s called Toniebox. It reads stories, tells stories, and lets children record their own stories. It has classic and popular books, plus characters children love telling stories.
Today at school I read aloud a classic, favorite book, The Gruffalo, by Julia Donaldson. Next, children could listen to the story read aloud on their own. All they had to do was put the Gruffalo character on top of the Toniebox.
Children get to hear the words, much like in chapter reading. The quality of sound and ease of use is terrific. We love it in the classroom, and recommend it to parents.
Jennie
Happy Thanksgiving
Thanksgiving – giving thanks – is something we should always do,
every day of the year. May this day be filled with thanks.
To you, my blogging family, thank you for your friendship!
Jennie
Posted in America, Expressing words and feelings, Family, Giving thanks, Inspiration, Thanksgiving
Tagged Giving thanks, My blogging family, Thanksgiving
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Gloria and the College Football Player
Gloria has been away every weekend. Her adventures have been numerous, and what she brings to children cannot be measured. I will post her journal excerpts after Thanksgiving. In the meantime, I have to share one of my favorite photos:
She went to a college football game and had her own seat at the stadium. The child who took her is in awe. The football player clearly ‘gets it’. Understanding Gloria is perhaps the greatest education.
Jennie
Posted in Diversity, Early Education, Gloria, Imagination, Inspiration, Kindness, Love, Teaching young children, wonder
Tagged College football, Gloria, The greatest education
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Gems at the Eric Carle Museum
Eric Carle
Every visit to the Eric Carle Museum is a wonder, because I always discover something new. I know what the current exhibits are and I plan my visit…but something ‘else’ happens along the way. This visit was about the man himself, Eric Carle. Don’t you love his photo? It’s life size.
The side hallway at the museum has a permanent display about his life. I’m so glad, as everyone should know how he and his family moved back home to Germany in the 30’s just when the Nazis took over, and how his art teacher risked his life to show Carle ‘forbidden art’ by ‘degenerate artists’ – Picasso, Kandinsky, Klee, Matisse, Marc and others.
I tell this story to everyone and anyone who will listen. There is too much hate in the world, then and now, and Herr Krauss stood up for what was right. Did you ever wonder why Eric Carle’s horse in Brown Bear, Brown Bear is blue? Franz Marc’s famous Large Blue Horses painting, of course. That must have been one of the paintings Herr Krauss showed Carle. Every year my class does an Art Show for the community, and one of the popular paintings children want to replicate is Large Blue Horses.
Did you know that the end papers in every Eric Carle book are different? Every one. That is a work of art in itself for each book.
Carle’s latest exhibit is Environmental Eric Carle.
He was passionate about the environment and found deep inspiration in the natural world. The Tiny Seed is one of my favorite books and children love it, too. They understand seasons and survival, and how a seed becomes a flower. I have read it countless times to children. To be ‘there’, nose-to-nose with the original art from a beloved book is both humbling and exhilarating.
Here are two of the original works of art for the book. I could get up close and see how tissue paper was layered. I was ‘one’ with the art!
Much of the art on exhibit he was commissioned to do was art of endangered animals. There are many in the exhibit, from sea turtles, to the giant panda, to the black rhino and the lion, and wild mustangs.
Best of all, I discovered a book that is new to me! Children’s books are my passion, and this one is at the top of the list:
This is a step above Brown Bear, Brown Bear, because the verb with each animal changes. Instead of “looking at me” for each animal, there is “gliding by me” and much more for each different animal. Yes, I bought the book! The museum’s bookstore is the best, they have books I have found nowhere else. Books are treasures.
Thank you to the Eric Carle Museum of Picture Book Art.
Jennie
Posted in art, Book Review, children's books, Eric Carle, Expressing words and feelings, Imagination, Inspiration, museums, Nature, picture books, Teaching young children, The Arts, wonder
Tagged Environmental art, Eric Carle, Eric Carle Museum of Picture Book Art, Forbidden art, Large Blue Horses by Franz Marc, Nazi Germany
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“This Land is Your Land”
In light of Veterans Day and how our country needs to come together, I am reposting an old post on patriotism and singing, specifically Woody Guthrie’s song “This Land is Your Land.” Thank you to Don Ostertag who said I needed to post about the song and the book. I hope you enjoy reading it.
The Fourth of July – America’s declaration of independence. I teach children about the American flag, and patriotism. It’s important. Best of all, children often lead the way. Their interests are the springboard for the best learning.
The Fourth of July is far more than the Boston Pops concert, fireworks, and a barbecue. It’s remembering our freedom, and how we got there.
Here is a post on what happened at school. It is celebrating America. This is the real start to teaching children about the Fourth of July.
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And to my surprise, the children have driven the making of yet another quilt.
Over the past ten years, my preschool class has designed quilts. Each one materialized because of something the children were passionate about. When they couldn’t get enough of a song or an idea, I knew I had to give them more. Together we designed quilts. The process brought everything to life for children, from planning, to sketching, to designing, to picking fabrics. They did it all, and a wonderful master quilter made their dream come alive. The quilts are stunning. Well, that is an understatement; one hangs at the National Liberty Museum in historic Philadelphia, one hangs at the Boston Fisher House, and one hangs at the State House in Boston. Humbling. Each quilt was a year-long project, starting with the children and what they loved.
And now it has happened again. All it takes is a spark.
In the fall, children loved singing “This Land is Your Land” by Woody Guthrie. I sing with children all the time, and I sing many kinds of songs. For whatever reason, they wanted to sing “This Land is Your Land” over and over again. I’m talking at least two to three times a day.
The book to this song is on our bookshelf.
It’s an outstanding book. The illustrations bring the song to life. There are also many illustrations along the edges that give a wonderful visual of America’s landmarks, big and small. We play “I Spy” with this book all the time. The biggest challenge is finding thirty flying American flags. Thirty! Some are obvious, many are not. Finding the flags means we have to stop when we find one, like a flag on the Delta Queen, or one on on the Esplanade in Boston – home of the Boston Pops Fourth of July concert, or a flag on Ellis Island.
Geography + history + patriotism at its best.
Most importantly, the children grab the book every time they want to sing the song. It is the song, their song. And as they sing, they want the book in their hands.
I welcomed a new friend, Travis, who plays the guitar. The children love his songs, especially “It’s You I Like”, by Mister Rogers. Travis started coming to sing on a regular basis. Interestingly, as soon as he sat down, Eddie or Emmett or Boden would rush over to the book shelf, grab This Land is Your Land, and shove it into Travis’ hands. They had to have that song – first.
And occasionally I would join in.
By winter, I had ‘lost control’ over the song and the book. Children ruled the roost, getting the book and singing all the time. Did you know there is a verse, a page, that is pretty dismal? No happy America. Children call it the ‘sad page’, and we sing it in a quiet and slow way, because it is sad.
“In the shadow of the steeple I saw my people;
By the relief office I seen my people;
As they stood there hungry, I stood there asking,
Is this land made for you and me?”
Children love this verse. “Jennie, can you sing the sad page?” Pretty powerful stuff. I have to be true to the song, so I sing that verse. I think we underestimate children’s ability to understand and feel compassion. The illustrations on ‘the sad page’ are bleak… and then the next page and verse is the same scene, with everything fixed and repaired, and people working together to build a new playground. I flip back and forth between the two pages to help children find all the changes. That next verse is the final verse of the song. It’s the one that gets me a little choked up. It’s the one where children stand tall and proud.
“Nobody living can ever stop me,
As I go walking that freedom highway;
Nobody living can ever make me turn back;
This land was made for you and me.”
Sometimes children would come to me in the middle of activity time and ask me to sing with them.
Other times they would sing collectively on their own. No teacher was needed, or for that matter even wanted. It was wonderful.
And then one morning, something happened. Something big happened. Stayed tuned for Part 2.
Jennie
P.S. For new bloggers, this was the start of creating a remarkable quilt. My class designed many, and Milly the Quilter worked her magic to make children’s ideas come alive. They hang at a national museum in Philadelphia, a Fisher House, and the Boston State House. A quilt was invited to the Intrepid Museum in NYC. That was amazing!

























My children have had several wonderful teachers, but the one who was absolutely life-changing was Polly. Their school went from age 4 to first grade. All in one classroom, with the children learning from each other. She didn’t teach any of them to read or to write. They instantly became readers, and they taught each other to write. Polly saw her role as being the one who arranged for each and every child to do the things they most wanted to do. She said anyone could be a good teacher, but to be a great one they needed to have passion about something in their lives. She herself had been a dancer, and that was the passion she drew upon.
A child wants to tell a story? She would listen, help write or transcribe, and then suggest they make it into a play. (That child became an international correspondent for PBS, now with his own weekly show.) A child wants to write a fairy tale? She sent that story to a national children’s magazine for publication. (That child, my daughter, now has won Emmy’s as a TV writer, plus has authored multiple best-selling books.) A child likes to know how things work? She brings in everything from toasters to computers for him to take apart. (That child, my son, is now an engineer at an international aircraft maker.) A child likes to sing and dance? Polly helps her create a show, recruit her classmates, and perform for families and friends. (That child, my daughter, performed the lead in her highschool musicals. Eventually, she became a developer in one of the world’s biggest software companies, a young woman in a male-dominated field with the confidence she got from Polly’s encouragement.)
Teachers can shape lives. A very few teachers — teachers like you Jennie — can transform them. The children in your class have hit the jackpot, and their lives will never be the same.
Jennie