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This photo was bouncing around tumblr last month, and I decided to use it as a morning warm-up with my 8th graders one day. I projected it up front and had them start by just looking at it in silence and jotting some notes about how they interpreted it. We talked about it briefly as a class, and then I asked them: “Does it have to be like this? How could we make our school paint buckets look more like the life ones? How could we redesign schools to make them more “life-like” and real?”
I had them work with the lab table groups as “design teams” to rethink schools as we know them. To my dismay, there didn’t seem to be much talk or excitement at first. The students looked confused. Paper remained blank. I wasn’t sure whether my directions had been unclear or whether they just had no ideas.
“This shouldn’t necessarily be easy,” I said. “I’m asking you to do something challenging — totally reinvent school! What type of classes would you take? Would you even take classes? Where would it be? How would the learning environment reflect the outside world? This is the time to use your imagination and think big!”
Once they were given this official go-ahead, they started scribbling brainstorms. One group made a list of all the classes they wanted to have offered:
Another group drew a school that was in the middle of the forest, with walls of windows.
Some groups mentioned the importance of a lot of offerings and variety, so students could start to pursue what they are passionate about.
…but my favorite page:
Ideal stuff:
The 8th grade boys have discovered that if you blow through a pen cap a certain way, it makes a super-high pitched whine that is, apparently, inaudible to people over the age of 30. This brings out the ages of all the middle school teachers quite well: the math teacher is completely oblivious to the drone, the humanities teacher thinks she hears something weird, and I hear it loud and clear. And obnoxious. The pen-cap sound has been officially banned from my classroom.
One of the students was telling me that she heard of some malls that produce that high-pitched buzz outside their entrances to prevent young hooligans from lingering, without bothering the older shoppers. It reminds me of this brilliant pedestrian tunnel I knew of in Germany that used this weird blue/green/gold light that made acne look particularly horrible, thus deterring a good deal of that young generations of rapscallions. [Of course, this raises so many other questions — like, how to empower youth with a voice and place of their own? Why does it have to be the “youth” vs. the rest?]
Does this make me sound like an old British curmudgeon or what?
I’m routinely astonished by what crappy handshakers some of my middle-schoolers are! Mostly limp, dead fish all around. But then I remember — wait, they’ve probably never really learned how to give a good handshake! And this is what education is all about, right?

During homeroom, sometimes I’ll have them do a morning greeting that involves a handshake. I make a big deal about what a good handshake looks and feels like, and we sometimes vote on Top Shakes, and have those people go around and shake everyone’s hand. I say, even if they learn nothing about photosynthesis or the lithosphere this year, let them at least develop a decent handshake!
I’m excited to show them this site and have us practice all the bad handshakes before doing good ones.
1. Tell them to stand on their chair and “get high” so they can see the demo going on.
2. Over enunciate “quantitative” when we’re talking about quantitative and qualitative observations.
3. In bringing in trash to make conclusions and deductions, bring in an empty cardboard container from a women’s multivitamin that promises, in big letters, “Increased bone and breast health.”
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