Many of you all have probably spent some portion of the past two weekends either watching or checking scores from the NCAA tournament. In a field that was 68, now only 4 remain, including the great Cinderella story that is VCU, fellow natives of the great state of Virginia. And so despite my apparent inability to give prompt updates during these past six weeks about my life here at the finca, I decided to select my own final four of sorts. I could tell you all many more than 68 stories from my past six weeks of work in the school, but the its not selection Sunday, its Final Four selection Sunday…so here you are, my top four moments form the past six weeks of work at the school:
1. Jonatan’s Big Day
Over winter break I tutored in what we call “escuelita”. While this literally means little school, in reality it is a five week tutoring program for kids who need remedial help or are transitioning into our school from another. I had the great pleasure of working with 7 great kids, one being the son of the finca’s security guard Jose, Jonatan. Jonatan along with his siblings were transferring in from a far less stable school in the local area, and were being assessed to see what grade they should enter for the school year. Apart from being one of the most well behaved and grateful kids I will probably ever meet, Jonatan was a true work horse. Everyday he came and worked for the full hour and a half, always waiting for the next assignment. His goal was to enter into third grade, but after a less than stellar result on his entrance exam he was placed in second.
This did not deter him. He came to after school study sessions every day for the first two weeks, working harder than any 12 year old you have ever met. Without any prompting from myself or direction, both of his teachers soon approached direction and informed them that they believed he not only could handle third grade, but that he belonged there. So the following Monday morning right before Morning assembly, Profa Dania, director of the school, called Jonatan into the office. Here he found, myself, his two teachers from 2nd grade, his new third grade teacher, along with sub director Tami. He little face quickly became frightened. Profa Dania told him not to worry. She then told him how impressed his teachers were with his work, and informed him that if he promised to continue work hard he could move up to third grade, this morning. His normally calm face simply lit up, he did not speak, but simply nodded. Profa Dania smiled back, and told him to go ahead and line up with third grade before school started. He walked out triumphantly to find his younger brother outside the door, he simply held up three fingers. They grabbed their sister and ran over to the security gate near the school, where his Dad just happened to be working that morning. As he raised his arms in triumph as he ran I realized I would never forget this moment. After a big hug from his dad, the bell rang and he ran back and lined up with the third graders for the first time. He then turned around and flashed me the most beautiful smile. My eyes teared up a little with shear pride and joy for him. That afternoon he showed up to study hour once again ready to work, this time with third grade homework.
2. Rony’s 1st Book
Rony is an 11 year old boy who came to live at the farm in January 2010. Before his time at the farm he never received stable and consistent education in any form. After a year of hard work and transition this past year, he now is in second grade. I work with him after school twice a week to help him continue to learn what others learned since they were five in a more expedited fashion.
One Monday at the end of February he finished all his work super fast so we decided to read Where the Wild Things Are with the time left. Normally Rony read about 75%, and I helped him with the rest. But during this fateful Monday he simply continued page after page reading all by himself out loud in his adorable 11 year old voice. After he finished,I walked him back to his house. I congratulated him saying, “Rony, this is the first time you’ve read a book by yourself with me, congratulations.” He then responded, “This is the first time I’ve ever read a book alone. Before I couldn’t read, but you taught me, so now I can.” He then smiled and walked along like nothing. I of course stopped him and told him that reading your first book was a huge accomplishment and that he should be super excited. His face finally started to let on to the great euphoria going on inside. When we got to his house he went up to his tia and told her his big accomplishment. He proceeded to tell everyone else he saw for the entire afternoon. I will probably forget the majority of my lesson plans as time goes on in my life past the finca, but I will never forget Rony’s epic reading of his first book.
3. Magdalena: Star Student of the Week
While I have many students, the one I spend the most time with is my beloved Magdalena. While here disabilities are undiagnosed her unique spirit and infectious smile are known by all here at the finca. Last year she struggled greatly with school, despite several amazing people working with her. This year has proven different. She hasn’t gotten below a 95% on a single test. She has only missed two days of school. She even has a smile most mornings when she arrives. Last year she was noticed by those outside her classroom mostly for disciplinary things, as she frequented the office often. This year she has turned over a new leaf.
Each week in first and second grade a student is selected as the star of the week.This student behaved well, did well in all their work, and was a general rock star. The winner gets a prize and their name on the board as star of the week. During the fifth week of school, Nely, the 1st grade teacher, told me at recess that after school I should ask Magdalena who the star of the week was and smiled. I was so excited for her, it took all my effort not to break the news to her right away. Then after school as Magdalena walked past the library with a huge smile and colorful pencil with a special Dr Seuss eraser in hand, I asked her is she was star of the week, she didn’t even need words, she simply nodded her head over and over. I told her congratulations, and then she ran off to her house, excited to share her big news.
4. Jessica: Master of Order of Operations
Jessica is one of our neighbor students at our school. She is a tall and fun loving 13 year old sixth grade girl who loves dancing with her friends and swimming at the beach. She has continually struggled in school, especially with the more advanced math concepts that are introduced in 5th and 6th grade. I work with her three times a week, and love every minute of it. She is truly the most patient learner you will ever meet, always willing to try again. She also has no fear of asking questions and letting me know she does not understand. At the end of February she had her first math test. We reviewed for two weeks to help her get ready. While we reviewed everything, we spent most of our time on order of operations. It was not until the day before the test that she finally understood the concept fully. Her face was so excited. The following morning I wished her the best of luck on her test. That afternoon, Amanda, her math teacher, let me know that she just barely missed passing the test, but unlike everyone else in the class she got every single thing correct on the page with order of operations. Not a single error. For Jessica and me that page mattered much more than the rest of the test. It showed that it may take longer, but she can do it.
While school continues to challenge me day in and day out, and many of my students struggle to understand basics of math and reading, it is moments like these that keep me inspired and give me the energy to wake up every morning and teach our amazing kids.
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