Friday, February 19, 2010

Addendum: books for the young reader

By popular demand (OK, my good friend Ange and my mom--but that's enough for this blog), I hereby submit my book list for the young reader. With two caveats.

Caveat #1: These are some of my favorite kids books. Some I loved as a kid. Some I've loved as an adult. Some I love as a teacher. Obviously, the ones I loved as a kid might not play as well today. I've included them nonetheless. You know me. You know your kids. You make the call.

Caveat #2: Once again, these do NOT in ANY WAY represent even the merest fraction of all the great books for kids out there (or even all the great books for kids I've read). These are a selection of particularly excellent and enduring works that have stayed with me through the years. If you'd like a recommendation targeted for your particular child (or for yourself), feel free to email!

Mid to upper elementary
  • The Endless Pavement--Jacqueline Jackson (grade 2-6)
My favorite childhood book of all time. It's out of print, but it might be at your library. It's...well, it's a post-apocalyptic, dystopian view of a mechanized Earth taken over by sentient cars. And what happens when a young girl finds the last apple tree. Yes, it's written for kids. Yes, I loved it so much I lied to my teacher so I could check it out of the library more than once. It's a picture book (really!), but the reading level is at least 2nd grade.
  • Sahara Special--Esme Raji Codell (reading/interest level: grade 3-6)
  • Because of Winn-Dixie-- Kate DiCamillo (grades 3-5)
  • Superfudge--Judy Blume (grades 3-6)
  • The Watsons Go to Birmingham--1963--Christoper Paul Curtis (grades 4-8)
  • The Gammage Cup--Carol Kendall (grades 4-6)
  • My Father's Dragon and series--Ruth Stiles Gannett (grades 2-5)
  • The Shredderman series--Wendelin Van Draanen
A GREAT series for boys grades 3-6 (the reading level is on the easy side...the interest level would remain high throughout elementary school) Girls will love them, too. Would also make good read aloud for younger kids.
  • The Phantom Tollbooth--Norton Juster (grades 4-8)
For your budding grammar nerd
  • The Great Brain series--John D. Fitzgerald (grades 3-6)
One of my all-time favorite series growing up. I'm relieved (though surprised) that they haven't made a movie of at least one of these books. They are so good and so funny. Also would be good to read aloud to younger kids.
  • The Encyclopedia Brown series--Donald J. Sobol (grades 3-6)
  • A Wrinkle in Time--Madeleine L'Engle (grades 4-8)
  • The Wolves of Willoughby Chase--Joan Aiken (grades 4-6)
  • Cheaper by the Dozen--Frank Gilbreth (grade 4-6) SOOO much better than the movie...
  • James and the Giant Peach, The Witches and Danny, Champion of World--Roald Dahl (or anything else by him, but I loved these the best) (grades 4-6)
  • Mrs. Frisbee and the Rats of NIMH--Robert C. O'Brien (grades 4-6)
Middle school
  • The Hunger Games and Circle of Fire--Suzanne Collins
Two of the best middle school fiction books I've read in a LONG time. Very strong, independent girl protagonist, complex issues, empathetic/realistic take on oppressive violence. Very powerful and moving. As an adult, I could not put them down. I'd love to teach them. My students are just discovering them, but the reviews are good so far.
  • The Lightning Thief (Percy Jackson series)--Rick Riordan
  • The Golden Compass and His Dark Materials series--Philip Pullman
  • The Chronicles of Narnia--CS Lewis
  • The Princess Bride--William Goldman
  • The Giver--June Lowry
  • Ender's Game--Orson Scott Card
  • The White Mountains (and series)-John Christopher
  • The Dark is Rising (and series)--Susan Cooper
  • Hatchet--Gary Paulson
  • The View from Saturday--E. L. Konigsburg
  • Harry Potter series--JK Rowling (duh)
  • Summerland--Michael Chabon
  • The Hobbit--JRR Tolkein
  • To Kill A Mockingbird--Harper Lee
Enjoy!

Friday, February 12, 2010

Book list!

Because reading is my primary hobby, I'm frequently asked for book recommendations. Inevitably, I go completely blank whenever these questions come my way. I don't know what it is about being asked for one's favorite book or favorite song (favorite quote, favorite recipe, favroite movie, etc) that leads to shutdown, but it's true. In the case of books, it's a matter of overload, of eager titles flooding my synapses in an effort to be remembered to others. But it doesn't matter why or how, if the person requesting a rec is met with a blank stare.

I realized that I need to be a little more thoughtful and strategic when offering book recommendations. This was revealed in a recent conversation with K, who I constantly bombard with titles, usually unsolicited because she already has a long list of books she wants to read. In recommending a particularly stunning novel I just finished, I distinguished between my "ordinary" book recommendations and this one, which I really, really, really recommended. I mean, really.

This led to a conversation about other books in the same category, and I realized I do have a list of books that have provided such joy and food for thought over the years that I wish with all my heart I could go back and read them again for the first time. I would love to share them with you because I want you to read them immediately--and because it'd be nice to record them somewhere, so I don't have to run a blank the next time I'm asked.

What follows is, of course, a totally personal list, offered by a simple book lover. I read about 2-3 books a week and love what I read. These books, however, have blown me away. They stand head and shoulders above a very good field. (I never finish a book I don't like.) There are people who can talk for hours about knitting, stamp collecting or soap operas. I feel the same about these books. (* indicate that reading everything this author has ever written is well worth the time)

Contemporay Fiction
Cloud Atlas by David Mitchell
This is the best book I have read so far in my life. I keep waiting to find its equal, and haven't yet. It is a powerful, cross-genre sonata of a novel that also contains the best final two pages in the English language.
The Poisonwood Bible by Barbara Kingsolver *(and recently The Lacuna! Wow!)
Bel Canto--Ann Patchett
The Girl in Hyacinth Blue--Susan Vreeland
My Name is Red--Orhun Pamuk
The Hours--Michael Cunningham
Imagining Argentina--Lawrence Thornton
A World of Strangers--Nadine Gordimer
Tipping the Velvet--Sarah Waters
Winter's Tale--Mark Helprin
The English Patient--Michael Ondaatje
The Life of Pi--Yann Martel
Possession--AS Byatt
The Thirteenth Tale--Diane Setterfield
Gabriella, Clove and Cinammon--Jorge Amado

Nonfiction
The Shakespeare Wars--Ron Rosenbaum*
This is a delightful, wonderfully written book about a very academic subject. It is not about Shakespeare, but about the vicissitudes (and pitched battles) of Shakespeare scholarship through the years. An alternate title would be "What Would Shakespeare Do?" as Shakespeare's words, verses, even punctuation are elevated (perhaps appropriately) to the level of holy writ. This book shows the stunning power if our (often unconscious) cultural attachment to great works of literature.

Krakatoa--Simon Winchester
The Planets--Dava Sobel
The Soccer Wars--Ryszard Kapuscinki*
The Botany of Desire--Michael Pollan*
The Orchid Thief--Susan Orlean

Science fiction/fantasy
Ilium and Olympos--Dan Simmons (plus his Hyperion series)
I love telling people about these books just to see the looks on their faces. In these two closely linked novels, the few remaining human beings on Earth are caught in the middle of a battle between forces (both good and evil) from Shakespeare's "The Tempest." Meanwhile on Mars, it appears that the Greek gods are alive and well and reenacting the Trojan War, having brought back the heroes of the day (Achilles, Hector, et al) as well as a 20th century historian. Meanwhile on Jupiter, two sentient, literature-loving robots (one basically humanoid, one shaped like a giant horseshoe crab) are speeding toward Mars, drawn by the Shakespearean overtones of "The Tempest" forces as well as the huge output of energy it takes to re-run the Trojan War. I am not making this up, and I tip my hat to the imagination of Dan Simmons, his love of Shakespeare, his take on dystopia and his ability to put monsters, gods and robots all in the same story and make it work.

The Diamond Age--Neal Stephenson*
The Lord of the Rings--JRR Tolkein
The Handmaid's Tale--Margaret Atwood
1984--George Orwell

Mystery/Thriller
The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo (and series)--Stieg Larsson
Everything a thriller should have (lots of evil, vivid characters with esoteric skills, chase scenes, red herrings and government conspiracies), plus a distinctively Swedish vibe that has the characters taking coffee breaks, being sexually liberated, going on vacation in the middle of the action and promoting the rights of workers and the Euro-socialist safety net all in the same book.

Bangkok 8 (and series)--John Burdett
The Moonstone--Wilkie Collins
Cover Her Face (and series)--PD James*

Memoir/Autobiography/Biography
Night-Elie Wiesel
The first book (read in 9th grade) that reduced me to a puddle of uselessness until I could process what I was reading. It's happened occasionally since, but this is the first. My reaction to this book also prompted my then-English teacher to take me seriously as a student.
Red Azalea--Anchee Min
Wild Swans: Three Daughters of China--Jung Chang
Mountains Beyond Mountains--Tracy Kidder
The Book of Laughter and Forgetting--Milan Kundera

Classics
David Copperfield--Charles Dickens*
Love it in so many ways. Love the Victorian verbosity of Dickens. Love his over-the-top characters that still manage to stay universal. Love the length and breadth of a book like this.
Pride and Prejudice--Jane Austen
Mrs. Dalloway--Virginia Woolf
The Tempest--William Shakespeare* (of course...)
One Hundred Years of Solitude--Gabriel Garcia Marquez
Right Ho, Jeeves (and series)--PG Wodehouse

Happy reading!

Saturday, February 6, 2010

Just hamam it!

You haven't lived until you've visited a hamam, otherwise known as a Turkish or Moroccan bath. If you are, as I am, a connoisseur of warm water, lots of soap and a good scrub, the steamier and bubblier the better, there is nothing quite like it in the world. It is also a good reminder that communal bathing is an ancient and perfectly respectable (not to mention relaxing and enjoyable) tradition still practiced in many parts of the world with nothing seedy or sexual about it. This North American former prude is a firm convert.

I was reminded this weekend just how wonderful a Turkish bath can be when I made an appointment for one at a local day spa. My only previous experience was a visit to a historic hamam in Istanbul, where I was shown the ropes by my friend who lives there. On that occasion, we entered a steamy domed room with a centuries-old octagonal marble slab in the center for lounging and washing. Surrounding the slab were fountains in niches along the wall that poured a steady stream of warm water. The dome was punctured with star-shaped apartures that admitted shafts of steamy light from above, completing the sublime, dreamy ambiance. I was sold from the moment I walked in wrapped in a thin red-checked towel and borrowed flip flops. (This is much like the bath looked, except without the random shirtless guys lounging around. Hamams are strictly segregated by gender in most cases.)

Needless to say, the bath in Abu Dhabi was much more prosaic (a small room in the day spa with a square, table-sized slab), but the routine was the same. I entered the steamy room where I sat and softened up for about 10 minutes. I was then scrubbed within an inch of my life by Halima, a very nice middle-aged woman in a bathing suit who took her job very seriously. Armed with a loofah and some olive oil soap, she stripped layer upon layer of dead skin from what I had thought was my perfectly clean, recently showered body. By the time she was done, soggy rolls of epidermis littered the counter, and I felt like a snake who'd shed her scales. That's what it's like in a Turkish bath. You go in thinking you're clean, and come out cleaner than you ever thought possible.

After the scrub down (which doesn't hurt; it's just very thorough), Halima hosed me off, washed my hair and finished with a soapy rub down. My skin was so new, the scrub stung like tiny pinpricks. In Turkey, they use this balloon-like cloth that puffs up into a blanket of bubbles, which is very gentle. At the spa in Abu Dhabi, Halima went more organic and mixed up the soap in a dish, kneeding in the water to make a rough paste. Since I couldn't have possibly been exfoliated any more than I already was, I think it was a skin softener. I emerged after a few more minutes in the steam bath buffed, polished and smooth as a newborn baby.

Now you might be reading this thinking there is no way you would ever consent to being hosed down and loofahed by a strange woman, to say nothing of someone else washing your hair. To which I say, why not? It's a tradition that has lasted hundreds of years, passed down from the Romans and, thankfully, continued in Turkey, the Levantine and North Africa while Europe wallowed in the muck of the Dark Ages. If you ever get a chance, keep an open mind. It's awesome. And, if not, it just leaves more soap for the rest of us...

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Lend me your ear

We are doing persuasive essays in social studies at the end of a unit on ancient Rome, in honor of that civilization's tradition of oratory and persuasive verve. In the republic, after all, leaders had to use their voice or actions to persuade others they were right. They couldn't just beat people up and insist on their way (that came later with the Caesar). So, honing one's persuasive technique is a fundamentally democratic act, one that might be good to promote among children who will grow up to be citizens of the world.

Speaking of things that are good for children (or not), I've recently been deeply disturbed by Obama's latest push to tie teacher evaluations to their students' standardized test scores. I totally agree with the president that teachers are vital to the process of education and to the growth and development of their students. Where I profoundly disagree is using something as flawed and potentially child damaging as standardized test scores, especially in the areas of reading and writing.

It makes me want to write a persuasive essay! To convince you, my audience, that I'm right about this, as 'logical' as it may sound to non-educators. What's wrong with accountability, after all? If students are going to be judged by their scores, why not their teachers? What is going on in those classrooms, day after day, and why shouldn't teachers be answerable for their students' results? Why not indeed. As you will see, I am not arguing against accountability. I'm taking on the yard stick itself. How we judge our teachers will make a significant difference in the lives of our children, but we have to make sure we are evaluating professional educators in a valid, meaningful way if we hope to make a valid and meaningful change.

So, here is my thesis statement, my "call to action" (as I tell the kids), my opinion that I would love you to agree with by the end of this essay: Teachers should NOT be evaluated primarily by their students' scores on standardized tests, especially in the areas of reading and writing.

Reason #1: Teachers should not be evaluated primarily by their students' standardized test scores because the tests themselves do not accurately or authentically measure student knowledge or progress, especially in reading and writing. In California, the STAR language arts test is a grueling, three-hour, multiple-choice exam that supposedly assess an array of reading and writing standards. Because there are a minimum of 30 standards in each grade (5th grade has 32), each standard is "assessed" with only 1-4 questions. Therefore, the measure of student's ability to, say, identify the main idea of a passage, often comes down to his/her answer on a single question. Maybe that morning, the student has had a good night's sleep, eaten breakfast and has come to school bright-eyed and ready to test. Maybe they answer that one question correctly that one morning of the year. And maybe that don't. No educator worth his/her salt would ever determine mastery based on the answer to a single question on a single exam. Yet, the standardized tests do this every year. It's wrong to judge student progress using such a measure, and it's wrong to judge teachers for the same reason. Furthermore, most standardized tests do not ask students to do any sort of writing at all, even though they are tested on writing standards! Incredibly, most states equate a student's ability to take a multiple-choice writing test with an ability to write. However, I don't know a single university professor or employer who would accept "E: none of the above" in place of a term paper or job application. In fact, a professor friend of mine often speaks with concern about the lack of writing ability she sees in her freshman survey course. She blames the focus on high-stakes standardized tests, and so do I. These tests do not measure a teacher's ability to teach. They test a long list of standards with one or two questions on one day out of the 180-day school year. And they don't even test authentic writing, a skill that is crucial to a student's later academic and professional career. If teachers are evaluated by these test scores, many will continue to ignore authentic skills in the service of test prep. These teachers will be held up as "excellent" or "acceptable" if their students pass the tests, but the students themselves will not be ready for college or the job market because the tests themselves are the problem.

Reason #2: Evaluating teachers using their students' test scores will hurt low-income students in disporportionate numbers. As we discussed previously, standardized tests don't assess authentic skills like writing. What they do is ask students to apply narrow range of line-by-line editing skills to a text they have never seen before. Teachers of low-income students are often confronted with kids who are far below grade level. In a short amount of time, they must help their students develop necessary skills after years of neglect. With the inauthentic tests hanging over their heads, urban teachers must sacrifice a great deal of time teaching actual writing and reading in order to teach the standardized test 'skill' of line-by-line editing or analyzing a short, stand-alone text. Those who don't take time out of their actual instruction to teach these 'skills' will be faced with lower test scores and lower evaluations. Let us be clear: they will be judged as less effective teachers because they choose to teach writing composition or authentic reading rather than test prep. This is neither fair to the teachers, nor fair to the low-income students who will forced to learn useless skills to help improve their own test scores and their teachers' evaluations. In addition, low-income students traditionally score far below middle class students on standardized tests, regardless of the teacher they have. If test scores become a major part of teacher evals, even fewer teachers will choose to teach low-income students. Those who do stay will be confronted annually with discouraging reviews, even in years where they feel they make significant progress because the test scores may not reflect their hard work. Low-income students will continue to be given the least experienced, least mobile teachers. The plan to hold teachers accountable for their students' test scores will not improve the quality of teachers who serve low-income students. In fact, it will make it worse.

Reason #3: Teachers should not be evaluated based primarily on their students' test scores. Instead, they should be held accountable in a range of more authentic ways. True, these ways are more complicated and less politically expedient, but they would be better for students and teachers. Currently, Obama's plan "Race to the Top" requires that standardized test scores provide no less than 50% of the teacher's evaluation (many states are weighing these scores more heavily). The remaining 50% (or less) will be based on five classroom evaluations by administrators throughout the school year. (This in itself is interesting because many public school teachers are evaluated just once a year. Maybe. Public school principals are as overworked as teachers. Who is going to carefully observe 50-100 teachers 5x/year?) Instead of basing teacher evaluations on just two indicators (one deeply flawed, one practically impossible), I think teachers should be evaluated based on the ways they help our schools become what we all agree they should be: places where authentic learning happens; where students feel safe and eager to be; where instruction is based on the standards as they are written, not as they are tested. (Every state has writing application standards. These standards set the bar for actual writing instruction in each grade level. Yet they are not tested.) Most of all (and this is where teachers can make a huge difference), schools should serve all students equally. Therefore, teachers should be evaluated on their students' writing and reading growth over time. This can be represented in a portfolio of student writing and reading projects (determined by the standards, but actually representing authentic skills). Teachers should be evaluated by students and parents based on a state-sponsored evaluation or a pre-approved questionnaire set by individual schools. Teachers should be evaluated by their colleagues on their grade level team or department based on their contribution to helping build a community for all students. Teachers should be observed by both master teachers and administrators to evaluate their instructional prowess. Teachers should be evaluated on their long-term plans, which can be submitted as easily as test scores, though it will take more work to assess them. If the state insists, test scores can be a slice of the evaluation pie, but it will be just a slice. The sum of these evaluations will paint an accurate picture of the teacher as a professional, an instructor, a member of a school community and of someone who is being trusted with the education of children for nine months out of the year. It's fair and it's encouraging. It will accurately evaluate teachers on their commitment and skill regardless of where and who they teach.

Conclusion: Obama will be doing the teachers and students of America a great disservice to base teacher evaluations primarily on their students' test scores. The tests themselves are nearly meaningless measurement of student knowledge, especially in reading and writing. The evaluation policy will put low-income students and those who teach them at a particular disadvantage. Finally, teachers can--and should be--evaluated in a variety of authentic ways.

'Nuf said.

Monday, February 1, 2010

Beware the byky menace...

Ahhh...February in Abu Dhabi. Since mid-November, the temperatures have fallen steadily to livable levels. The cool morning air lingers and longer as 'winter' progresses until the whole day is sunny and breezy, ideal for being outside.

But this winter has brought a menace to Abu Dhabi, along with the clear skies and perfect beach days. They appeared suddenly on the Corniche, Abu Dhabi's main promenade along the Gulf. It seemed to happen over night, though it surely must have been more gradual than that. One day the Corniche was a pristine walking path, large enough for two families, complete with strollers, to walk side by side, with room for a vanguard of mid-sized kids running out in front and a collection of grandmothers gossiping in the rear. The next it was infested with vehicles that swooped around at ankle level, piloted by a population who should never be behind any type of wheel. They competed with the vanguard, threatened the strollers and sent the grandmothers running for cover (not to mention K and me).

What were these pests of the promenade?

Bykys. A cross between a bike and a pedal-yourself go-cart with the lines of a small motor scooter and the manueverability of a large ox.

I'm not even sure how the word is supposed to be pronounced (I'm going with bike-ee), but bykys are the latest trend to hit Abu Dhabi, and they've brought out the curmudgeon in me. Nowadays, a pleasant stroll along the Corniche has, at some hours, turned into an obstacle course. Bykys come in three sizes, heaven help us, and each size offers its own particular menace.
There is the family size--the Cadillac of bykys, if you will. Usually pedaled and piloted by Dad, it is weighed down by Mom and the kids, resulting in significant momentum, but limited steering capacity. You can usually hear them coming, though it's best to get out of the way before Dad realizes the path isn't big enough to steer around you and the fleet of two-seater bykys fast approaching in the opposite direction. (I found this picture on Google, but it is a picture of a Cadillac byky right on the Corniche in Abu Dhabi! Note how much of the wide promenade is takes up. Note also the two-seater in the background...)

Speaking of the two-seater, this model is favored by anyone who has sports car fantasies (boys). It has much better manueverability, which is completely offset by the lack of judgment of those behind the wheel. It also comes in a one-seater model (pictured above). Run like the wind...

Finally, there is the mini byky, a tricycle alternative for the under five set. Fast, sleek, so much cooler than a Big Wheel, parents stand in line for hours to rent one for their future Formula One driver. Thus encouraged, the kids really go for it, chasing the two-seaters and trailing along after the family mobiles. Anywhere else, it'd be a lawsuit waiting to happen.

None of the bykys seem to come with brakes in any meaningful sense of that word, which implies the ability to stop at will, suddenly if necessary. Instead, the Corniche has become a trail of dodges, swerves and close calls. As K and I dash to the railing on one side or step into the narrow bike path (not big enough for the bykys) to avoid the Mario Andrettis of the Emirates, we wonder, quite seriously, how long it will be before a Cadillac rams a mini with tragic consequences. Or do we have over protective Western eyes that whince at the lack of helmets, safety padding and adult supervision?

Only time will tell...until then, we're walking well away from the bykys.

Perhaps this byky training course is the answer...