Saturday, March 21, 2015

Giftedness: A Deeper Look at the Controversial Label

Another article from the blog:
Teacher-y Confessions-Real, Raw, Authentic

Sunday, March 15, 2015

Giftedness: A Deeper Look at the Controversial Label

Good afternoon, everyone! I am writing to you from my little duplex in Fort Worth, Texas on this cool, cloudy day in March. I am still waiting and longing for elongated periods of sunshine. The past few weeks with insane winter weather and rain have been so dark and gloomy. I'm ready for a change! There is something about sunshine and sunlight that speaks to my soul. It allows me to come alive, as if I've been in hibernation and now is the time to awaken. It also reminds me of the eternal light that I will one day experience.

There were a few comments posted on one of my previous blog posts that I haven't been able to shake since. I decided they were the perfect comments to spark another piece of writing about a topic that really gets the gears in my mind turning in regards to giftedness.

The comments argued and proposed that the label "gifted and talented" is detrimental to the labeled child and to other non-labeled children, is elitist and misinforming, and that such a label ought not to exist. The comments also suggested that giftedness is something that is merely the outcome of growing up in a privileged home where parents or caregivers had the opportunity to expose their children early to learning and thus gave them opportunities that other less-privileged children were not given.

So this urges the following questions: Is giftedness/gifted-and-talented-ness a label that is understood by others? What does "giftedness" or being "gifted and talented" suggest or mean? Is giftedness something developed due to the environment you are raised in, or is it something innate within a human being?

Before opening up all of these cans of worms, I would like to ask for us all to broaden and open our minds and view this conversation through multiple perspectives. I also would like to remind you that I am no expert, nor am I a person who has done deep, in-depth psychological studies at a doctorate degree level. I am simply a highly-gifted adult who is a teacher of the highly-gifted, who spends all of my days Monday-Friday from 7:30-3:30 with highly-gifted children, and thus my expertise solely derives from the fact that I daily have hands-on experience with this type of child, this type of learner, this type of thinker, this type of creator, this type of doer...and that I myself was and am what they are.

The label of "giftedness" or being "gifted and talented" is a tricky one that I'd like to unpack with you. When a child is labeled as such, it simply means that they show a general intellectual ability- a way of thinking, problem-solving, and reasoning, whether critically, analytically, creatively, intuitively- that is higher or more advanced than their same aged peers. What it does NOT mean is that they are the highest readers or mathematicians in the class. What is does NOT mean is that they are the students with the highest grades or the ones on stage as a valedictorian. (Can a gifted child be the highest reader or valedictorian?, yes, they can, but giftedness does not necessitate high achievement.) Thus, when a child shows a way of thinking and processing the world that is extraordinarily different than that of their same-aged peers, they are given the label of giftedness. Gifted = a different way of thinking and processing the world around you.

I think that the label "gifted and talented" is deeply misunderstood by others, whether they are educators, parents, siblings, or friends. Children labeled gifted and talented DOES NOT mean that they are the smart ones, the better ones, or the only ones with gifts and talents, and that someone who is not identified as "GT" has nothing to offer the world. Far, far from it. There are gifts and talents, passions and interests, things that motivate and move us all in different ways, and as humans not one of us is created the same way as someone else. We are all unique, and just because a child is not identified as "gifted and talented" does not mean they do not have gifts or talents or specific areas of strength.

I honestly was sitting here trying to think of a better label or term for giftedness, but in many of the ideas that popped up the definition could fall short. I agree that the term and the label can be misleading and suggest that someone without that label has no gifts or talents, so maybe there's just blame in the name, but for now, that's the term that our society uses, and I think we need to learn to call a spade a spade. The term exists to identify children with certain educational needs so that they will be given opportunities to have those needs met, and that needs to be communicated better. I also think that teachers and parents of the gifted need to truly acknowledge what the distinction means and teach their children what it means, so that all involved can talk about it and approach it in a humble, understanding way. When children who are GT are using it to put down or belittle others, or when students who are GT are told their whole lives that they aren't living up to their label, we have a real problem with what giftedness really is. We are seeing it as something it's not, and we are using it to cause division or wrongly motivate a person to achieve or do better. We also have a real problem in communicating what it is to others, and feelings or comments that exude elitism exist because of poor communication.

This is something that the program I work for aims to redirect as it works with gifted children and their families. We are trying to better define what giftedness is and means for all involved, and to teach the children in the program what it means to be gifted and how to cope with it as they grow up. We discuss things with them such as humility, confidence, empathy, viewing things through multiple perspectives, emotionality/sensitivity, and viewing mistakes as opportunities for growth and learning. We are trying to knock down the widespread belief that gifted children are high-achieving, extremely self-motivated, the ones who go above-and-beyond what is expected, the ones who never experience defeat or struggle, the ones who have the easy road, the ones who always get things the first time, the ones who don't have to try or work as hard...because all of those are myths. Spend a day in a class full of them, and you will quickly see that all of those are beliefs held by society that hold zero water.

My response to situations that I hear of children being put down or hurt because they are not "gifted" or "special" is that the school, students, teachers, and parents are misrepresenting what giftedness is, and what a pull-out program is for. It is not a program for the children who are better than everyone else, or smarter than everyone else. It is, or ought to be, a program that engages a gifted thinker and meets the educational needs that a gifted child has due to the way they think and process. Just like we have pull-out programs or integrated specialists that work with children with their speech, or dyslexia, or a learning disability, or programs that allow students to "telescope" by jumping ahead a grade or two in mathematics because they are ahead of their grade-level curriculum, all of those opportunities are designed to meet children where they are and give them the educational support to grow and improve and have their own specific learning needs met. There is no difference in a gifted and talented program- it is meant to achieve the same goal, to meet the needs of a gifted thinker and learner and help them grow and improve.

As to the question of whether giftedness is something developed through an upbringing of privilege or something innate, I would like to present the following argument. The first four years of my teaching career were spent teaching first grade at a low-income, Title 1 campus. The students I taught largely came from single-parent or blended families and backgrounds of poverty (not all, but the majority). These were children that had been in and out of foster homes, living with grandparents or distant aunts or their fourth father figure, taking care of themselves because no adult was ever around to cook them dinner or give them a bath. These were children who would come to school hungry, who hadn't eaten since lunch at school the day before. Some were children whose parents hadn't graduated high school, or whose parents were unable to teach early literacy due to language barriers. Like I said earlier, this was true not for all, but for many of the children that came through our doors. Children who were not born to privilege, did not get the opportunity of being taught early at home how to read or write, whose first time holding a pencil or a crayon was day 1 of kindergarten. And yet...there were gifted thinkers among them. Children who saw and processed the world in a unique, gifted way. Children who had extremely advanced vocabularies and high-level, curious, deep questions. Giftedness is not something reserved for the elite, for the wealthy, for those with plush or privileged upbringings. It is, in my humble opinion, something a person was created with, a mind that they were given, just as we all are given our unique minds and gifts and talents.

I could write also arguing against the talent development paradigm of giftedness, but alas, that may be another post for another time. :) As always, thank you for being part of this conversation, and in true conversational fashion, feel free to sound off in the comments your thoughts, questions, or ideas. I promise never to delete a comment that simply disagrees with what I've stated, but I reserve the right to remove ones that are downright hateful, derogatory, crude, or are in no way helpful towards the conversation.

In conclusion, I hope that the world of giftedness can continue to be explored and explained in ways that others can embrace and accept. Despite the controversial nature of the label, my goal is to help others have a redeemed, honest view and understanding of its meaning, and for the children labeled as such (as well as their parents, teachers, and peers) to understand what it means for themselves.

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Wednesday, March 18, 2015

What I Know Now As a Teen With Dyslexia- HuffTeen Article





What I Know Now As a Teen With Dyslexia
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When I was in first grade, I realized I was dyslexic. My mom was in the dining room working, my dad playing indoor sock-catch with my older brother, and I was using up my one hour of TV on the children's show, Arthur. It just so happened that at that time, on that day, the episode titled "The Boy With His Head in the Clouds" aired on my TV, which I sat gaping at from my living room couch. It was as if I saw myself on the screen. 
"The Boy With His Head in the Clouds" is a 15-minute segment in which Arthur's friend Greg (the moose) finds out he is dyslexic. He had spent years feeling behind his class, he couldn't read, or do math problems at the rate his peers could do them. He felt stupid and worthless, but he wasn't. The character had unique ideas and outlooks on the world. He saw things in a different way than his classmates and there was nothing wrong with that. He was just dyslexic. 
I remember hitting pause on the TV (a trick I had learned the day before) and running into my dad's room. I interrupted the father-son sock catch, and stated loudly and a little lispy, "Daddy, I'm sisplexic!" 
"You are what?" my dad responded. 
I dragged him and then my mom into the living room and made them watch the show. "I have that! I have that" I kept repeating. We must have watched "The Boy With His Head in the Clouds" five times that day. In that moment the confused, innocent first grader me felt as though I had found the answer to my problems. I was no longer stupid; I just had "sisplexia" (dyslexia). But nine years, two schools and a very accommodating IEP (a legal form stating that you are dyslexic and other complicated stuff) later, I realized I could not be more wrong. One would think that being able to label your adversity makes it easier, but since that day on the couch when I realized I am dyslexic, I have increasingly felt worse about my disability.
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This is me reading a picture book at the tender age of about two.
It wasn't always this way. I used to wear my dyslexia like a badge of honor everywhere I went. In second grade, I had my teacher read Thank you, Mr. Falker (a children's book about dyslexia) to my class, then I proceeded to tell the class I was dyslexic and what that meant to me. I was proud of it. All I could see at that point were my parents, who were always encouraging, and my older brother, who never mentioned it. 
I had a tutor to help me with my reading (I still see her to this day), but to me that was just fun. We would play games on the floor of her room, and we would make sounds with letters. Sometimes she would read to me, and sometimes she would have me tell stories. School was still hard for me, counting numbers in my head was practically impossible and reading was no easy feat either. The kids in my class would be able to look at letters and see words, and I would look down only to be mystified. It wasn't that they were backwards or in the wrong direction. The only way I could describe it is that the letters floated. 
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This is me at the tip of my athletic career. I was in third grade.
I was still on level 0 when the rest of my class was on level 4 and 5, but I was not ashamed of this; I didn't realize that I had the option to be, until Emma* and close friends of mine refused to let me sit with them at lunch or play with them at recess anymore because they could read and I could not -- which meant they were smart and I was not. The roof of the school was covered in fake grass, and we had tricycles that we could ride during lunch and recess. I remember watching them peddling away into the distance, with their Harry Potter books packed away in their knapsacks and thinking for the first time that I truly was stupid.
The next year I would switch to a new school (Windward) that specialized in kids with dyslexia. Throughout third and fourth grade I would learn how to read. This was not a simple task. It involved wordlist after wordlist, sound after sound, syllable after syllable, open, closed, "CCCC AAA NNN." I have all the "classic dyslexic moments" packed away in my pocket. They involve reading my first book all the way though, being able to write a paragraph for the first time and reading aloud without stuttering. Windward cured my inability to read and helped me understand the fundamental parts of math, but there are certain parts of my dyslexia that are just impossible to "cure." Those include my horrible grammar, sheer incompetence when it comes to spelling and the fact that certain parts of math make me want to bang my head against a wall. I am now at a mainstream school and my grades are all A's and B+'s. I work really hard and have tons of government mandated tutoring (five hours per week). The parts of my dyslexia that used to be gigantic have shrunk -- that is, all the parts except the shame.
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This is my dad being a gentleman and taking me out to a daddy-daughter dinner to celebrate the first book I read all the way though.
When I was younger, my parents used to be able to print out lists of famous people with dyslexia, hang it on the walls of our apartment and I would feel better. On the days that didn't work, my mother would make me recite them: F. Scott Fitzgerald, Leonardo da Vinci, Winston Churchill. This used to help. If they could do it, I could do it, and they were living in a time when people knew way less about dyslexia. But on some days, most days, this only makes me feel worse. I could blame the teachers here and there who just didn't understand my dyslexia (one who accused the extra time I get from the government on tests as cheating and another who said my horrible grammar would make it so I could never be a writer), but it is not their fault I feel ashamed of my dyslexia. It is also not the fault of that one 8 year-old Emma who saw someone different from her, and acted out of fear. The shame that is attached to my dyslexia is fully my fault.
A lot of the time I take the parts of learning that are still hard for me as rejection -- as someone telling me I can't. I see points taken off for misspelled words on in-class English essays, and I start to see my future crumbling. I see the colleges that my dyslexia could prohibit me from going to. I see the kids with better scores, who don't need tutors, or extra time, and I feel jealous. I feel worthless. 
High school is a world dictated by tests and grades that are made to evaluate the average mind. If you were to have a conversation with me, you would know that I am bright, but if you were to see me in the middle of a math test, you would think the opposite. I am extremely hard on myself because I am forced to see both sides of me constantly. I feel like I am living a Peter Parker-esque world. Half the time I am average, or even below average, and the other half, I shine. When my "Spiderman suit" is on (i.e. writing articles, performing poetry or talking about something I am passionate about), I feel like a superhero, or, at the very least, like I have power in me. 
One in five people are dyslexic, including over 50 percent of NASA employees. I should no longer slouch in my seat in math, yelling at myself for not understanding, or scolding myself in English when the words I read aloud are incoherent. I should not measure my self-worth by what is inherently harder for me to do, but it is close to impossible not to. Dyslexia is tricky because no two brains with it are the same. My dyslexia is not your dyslexia, and neither of us should question how smart we are because we have it. 
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This is a picture of me the year I learned how to read. I am looking sassy in my cat-eye glasses, or at least I wished I looked sassy in my cat-eye glasses.
There is not a simple code that makes living with dyslexia easy. There is the physical part of not being able to do certain things, and then there is the limiting mental aspect in which I wrongly evaluate myself based solely on a socially constructed norm about what "smart" is. I have dyslexia and I can't change that. Maybe I spent half an hour on 14th Street last week trying to figure out which avenue is 8th and which is 7th, and then another half trying to figure out what it meant when the nice woman walking her dog instructed me to turn left. But when I finally got to the apartment, even though I was freezing, red, and my hair was a mess, I also had a excruciatingly entertaining story about how difficult it is to walk around in New York City when you are still kinda iffy on which hand is your left. 
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This is my family a few months ago dropping my brother off at college and is the most recent picture of all four of us together. My hair is no longer blonde. It was a stage I went though.
While it's hard to believe at times, I like to hope that life with dyslexia is a parable to this story. You will be stuck in the middle of a metaphorical 14th Street trying to figure out which direction is left and which is right. You will probably walk the wrong way. You will probably walk the wrong way more than once, but eventually a nice woman walking her dog (or a very special teacher) will show you the way to go, and you will work tirelessly to find the metaphorical cute boy's apartment (and become CEO of a Fortune 500 company). I guess what I'm saying is that living dyslexic is hard, but I don't really have a choice. The only control I have is reminding myself that I can get though it and that I will succeed. I will reach the warm apartment eventually. 
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Tuesday, March 17, 2015

Friday's Faces- Meet Andrew! 3-20-15

Each week, we profile individual students who contribute to making the Liberty School such an amazing place to learn and grow! 
























Name: Andrew

Grade: 8th Grade

Hobbies/Sports/Extracurriculars you enjoy?

Anything Extreme!

My totem animal is……

A Bear

To me, the scariest animal on earth is….

I’m not scared by any animal!

Greatest success in life so far is…..

A backflip on a scooter!

Greatest Challenge in life so far is….
Getting enough sleep.
Mountains, river or desert?

Mountains

What’s your dream Job?

Own a hobby shop

If I had a million dollars, I would….

Invest it in a big company!

Favorite subject in school….why?

Science, because it’s a lot of fun.

Describe the learning environment at Liberty…..

Safe and fun.

Do you like/enjoy school?


Yes, it’s okay.

Recent BizActions article- The Liberty School: Lessons Learned 3-17-15

A fantastic piece about the Liberty School featuring our amazing Program Director, Suzette Collard!!!!


Suzette Collard was attending a conference when a parent came up and asked her the difficult question: "How do I tell my kid that he's got…you know?" Even though this parent glossed over the issue, preferring to drop hints, Collard was sympathetic. It was a question she faced with her child. And despite huge advances in research, it was still an issue laden with social stigmas. It was not easy to talk about, but it was easy to tackle head-on. Armed with that knowledge, Collard gave her answer.

She told the parent that a child with dyslexia was no different from a child with braces, glasses, or hearing aids. Dyslexia was not a condition to hide, but rather one that, if managed early, allowed young learners to explore new depths of potential.

The Liberty School in Durango, where Collard is the Administrative Director, specializes in maximizing this potential in dyslexic, gifted, and twice exceptional students.

"Kids that come here are pretty downtrodden, at first," Collard explains. "They have to rebuild a lot of trust—in teachers and in themselves." She describes how year after year she sees new students enter with their heads hung, and shoulders slumped, only to blossom in a very short time.
Naomi at the liberty school.
In math class, Naomi whips out the iPad,
a standard-issue tool for Liberty School students.


Children in grades 1-8 receive individualized curricula, daily tutoring, supervised study halls to reinforce tutored learning, as well as all the benefits of small classes, and hands-on experiential instruction. Oh, and the occasional burst of dancing or singing in a math class! (Even the Director of Education, Christian Holman, was observed in a celebratory shimmy-shuffle when his class solved an algebraic equation through collaboration.)

Often, the nature of public schooling does not allow teachers to invest in the necessary specialized learning. According to Collard, gifted students can learn up to eight times faster than their peers, while dyslexic learners may need as much as 30 additional instruction hours a week.

The Liberty School excels at delivering tailored instruction with caring and devoted expert instructors. Their technique boils down to keeping students engaged, helping them discover the joys of learning, all while finding and fostering their unique talents.

When asked what was the best part about the school, one student responded, "I love all the fun games!"

"No," interjected another, "It's the one-on-one tutoring."

"I'm not invisible anymore," said a third.

With three years and counting at the Liberty School, more than one parent has stopped Collard to beam, "My child is back!"

Students interested in the Liberty School can shadow current students for all or part of a day. To learn more, visit www.thelibertyschool.org


Students in the snow.
Left to right: Milo, Andrew, Evan, Cody, T.J., 
Nathan, and Saige find time to chill.  

Editor, Jenny Mason: jen.michelle.mason@gmail.com.


Sunday, March 15, 2015

Friday Faces- 3-13-15- Meet Maggie!

Each week, we profile individual students who contribute to making the Liberty School such an amazing place to learn and grow!

























Name: Maggie
Grade: 3rd 

Hobbies/Sports/Extracurriculars you enjoy? 

I enjoy reading, writing and sleeping.

The breakfast meal that best describes me is….

Eggs Benedict

Greatest Challenge in life so far is…. 

Bringing back the 1980's

What’s your dream Job? 

Lawyer

Favorite thing to do outdoors?

Go hunting

If I had a million dollars, I would…. Give it to Africa.

3 words that describe Liberty School… Amazing, cool, so cool!

Favorite subject in school….? Writing, 

Do You Like School? YES!!!!!!!!!!



What would you tell a student considering the Liberty School? It an awesome place to be a kid.

Friday, March 13, 2015

Liberty Heads Up! March 12th, 2015


Liberty Heads Up! 
March 12th, 2015

Help us show the world what a unique and terrific school community we have by going to GreatSchools.org and sharing your Liberty experiences! (Note: This link will take you directly to our school's page on this site.)

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Math pizza chefs Abi, Alyce, Nathan, Ms. Juliet, and Kyra
Pizza Inspector Zick, monitoring the math pizza chefs.



       
WEEKLY EVENTS
(3/16-3/20)


Drama on Tuesdays will end at 4:45, pickup at 4:50
Monday, March 16
Remember to meet at Miller Middle School for art and music

Wednesday, March 18
Liberty Film Festival will be on Wednesday, March 18th at 1st Baptist Church.  It is located at 332 E.11th St.  Parents can arrive at 5:45, and the program will start promptly at 6:00pm.  We are aiming to finish at 7:30pm.  Also, we welcome any younger students who wish to come dressed as members of the press, or as security team members.  Participants in the film festival should come dressed in their Hollywood finest :)

Friday, March 20 
1/2 day with dismissal at 12:30pm with pizza served at 11:40  

***Our first Parent Coffee will be held at 11:00am at Durango Joe's on College Avenue.  This is going to be an important and informative meeting so try to make it!!

March, 23 thru March 27
Spring Break - Yay!!!!

Thursday, April 23rd
Liberty Science Fair will be held at school on April 23rd. Expect more details in an email from your students science teacher.

After-School Gifted Enrichment begins April 7th

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Reading Buddies
We are continually in need of volunteers to help us with our Oral Fluency Program. Please tell your family, friends, and neighbors we would LOVE to have them help our students practice their oral fluency skills by reading to a volunteer. They can come any time Tuesday through Friday from 12:25-12:50. It's a unique opportunity to help our kiddos strengthen their reading skills. 

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