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Thursday, December 20, 2012

The Forest is Your Home and Other Gnome Tales

Children in the North Room sewed gnomes, created habitats and wrote stories about them as an extension of the conifer study.  Below are some of the stories.

The Forest is Your Home
By Anya
The forest is my home.
Lo loooo lo lo lo lo lo loooooooo.
You are my gnome.  Dad gnome and little gnome and baby gnome.  They are a happy family.  All was happy in the forest but one day a fox came and wrecked their home.  Oh what were they to do?  So they ran and ran and ran.  Suddenly a house appeared, well a log.  For them they were happy. 
But then a troll!  Oh no!  They were all running around in the forest and cutting down trees.  Then the little one had an idea.  What they needed were a pine cone, a rubber band and a stick.  They started making a sling shot and throwing them at the troll until he ran away.
They found there home and they were happy.

The Gnome Family
By Chloe
One day a gnome family went for a walk.  Along the way they saw their friend Asia. 
“Hi Asia”, Sage said.  “Let’s go to the park”.
“OK, Sage”, Asia said.  “Let’s go”.
“Ahhhhhhh, it’s a troll!” Allie said.
A bear came and chased the troll away.
The end

My Gnome
By Tate
My gnome is named Fred.  He really likes sports.  He especially likes football.  He has a pet mouse.  His name is Bingo.  Fred’s football team is named the Snoqualmie Forest Raiders.  His team is very good.
The end

The Three Gnomes
By Sadie
Once upon a time there were three gnomes.  Daughter gnome, father gnome and mother gnome.  But they didn’t have a HOME!  So they walked and walked and walked.  There were no open houses.  Soon they came to a village but there were no houses available.  Soon they came to another village.  There was a place for a HOUSE!  So Daddy gnome built a house.
THE END!!!



Mr. Moustache’s Story
By Dutch
My gnome is named Mr. Moustache.  He lives in a cool house!  He lives near the water.  Mr. Moustache has tons of friends.  Mr. Moustache loves sports.  He especially loves soccer.  His soccer team is named the Charging Wolves.  Mr. Moustache is very good at soccer.  He scores tons of goals.  Mr. Moustache works for chopping wood.  He has a pet mouse.  His pet is named Woody.  Woody eats nuts.  He is a cool pet. 
THE END!

By Roham
I saw gnomes in the bushes.  They were called Mr. Moustache They came in the house.
The End
By William
The gnome lived in a really good house.  He was wet.  The gnome was taking shelter from the rain.
The End
Gus’ Family
By Gus
Once upon a time there was a gnome named Gus.  He lived happily in the forest.  “Weee”, the gnome said.  He hopped and hopped.  He hopped home.  He cried out, “Daddy, momma, Mackie”.  Then they had dinner and went to sleep. 
The next morning Gus and Mac went out to play.  Mommy and daddy took Frodo out for a walk.  Gus and Mac were playing ping pong when dad and mom got back. 
The end


The Woodcutter’s House
By Katie
Once upon a time there was a woodcutter gnome.  One day, he was out cutting down a tree in the forest.  When the tree fell down it hit his house and half of his house fell down.  He went to the shop and he bought pieces of wood to fix his house.  Half of his house was made of stone and half of his house was made of wood. 
The end

My Gnome
By Eamon
My gnome has a trampoline and a bed and a diving board. 
 During the dark days of December we also grow Paper White Narcissus bulbs to remind us of our garden and the promise of spring to come.  

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Lake and Park School Celebrates December



When it comes to the month of December, there are so many ways we can go with our curriculum.  We wish to honor the children's interest in the approaching holidays and at the same time respect all of our families:  for some, the season has specific religious meaning and children wish to express that as a natural expression of a significant part of their world.   Each year, we choose a specific way to honor the children's seasonal reality and teach a unit that has a curricular benefit, as well.   Because increasingly, many of the children stay at the school for three or more years, we wish to choose from our themes so that material is fresh for everyone.

In the past, we have looked at folktales about gingerbread men as well as at the Humperdinck opera of Hansel and Gretel.  The story emphasis allowed us to learn of variation in tale as well as to make gingerbread cookies and even gingerbread houses, in conjunction to the witch's house of candy and cookie.  Other years, we have focused on astronomy, studying constellations and the turn of the earth about the sun.  Those years, we found reference points for Greek myths, as many of the constellations are named for major Greek myth characters.  We learned of other traditions from other cultures.  We particularly made awareness of the darkening days and of the joy of seeing the sun return, bit by bit, to fullness.  In such a study, we looked at Stonehenge and other edifices to the sun.  From there, it is a natural connection to explaining a commonality among all the winter holidays--points of light in darkness:  the menorah, the advent wreath, the candle floating on the water.    One memorable theme is to study the Nordic characters of trolls and Tomtens (elves who take care of the barn animals), to imagine living in such darkness at winter time, to look at the story of Louhi, the witch whose skis flew through the air and who stole the sun and moon, as well as to study the pagan and Christian roots of Santa Lucia.




This year, we made a departure from all of the above, although we will likely find aspects of the former themes making themselves known to us as we move on into December.  We are looking at the class of plants called conifers.

A wonderful way to begin the study of conifers is to hear "C is For Conifer" by  They Must Be Giants.  What a great way to celebrate the range of species!  The evergreen tree, so central to Christmas, can be especially appreciated this time of year.  Yet, its importance and meaning is yearlong.  It gives us a comparison to the deciduous tree, it allows us to learn beginning taxonomy--to classify a spruce or hemlock.  The trees are a part of our daily "here and now";  the cones are on the ground; the needles are on the ground, too.  There are cedar boughs that turn red and fall and make a spongy place for us to walk under the trees at Triangle Park.

Literature and poetry are easily brought into this study.   Beginning readers are learning to read "little tree' by e e cummings.   Many of the words are initial sight words, those the young readers learns to recognize;  we look at the lack of punctuation, not even capitalizing "I", but finding the one punctuation mark--the question mark.  That leads us to look for question marks in other reading.  The poem couples beautifully with Hans Christian Andersen's "The Little Fir Tree";  we gather a group of children to act out the story while it is being read.  This is called "Story Theater".  Later, they paint a mural about the fir tree.  They show it is the forest.  Two suns are in the painting.  We can draw comparisons between the poem and the story, as in both cases, the tree is anthropomorphsized.    I don't know if Cummings was aware of Andersen's story, but he may well have been.  "who found you in the green forest and were you very sorry to come away?"    The fir tree so wants to grow up and leave the forest.  Discontent with life, it ignores the days of sun and wishes to be felled and taken away.  This is a poignant tale, not unlike other Andersen stories.  The children enjoyed taking all the parts, being the woodcutter, being the trees as they are being felled, being loaded onto horse cart, and, of course, being the horses that pull the cart away.

The real content of this unit is to look at one class of plants in depth and to extrapolate from that a sense of the range of plant life--to compare--find similarities and contrast--find differences.  From that awareness comes an understanding of the biome that a coniferous forest is.  We, essentially, as residents of western Washington, inhabit a coniferous forest.  Our five year olds, now aware of what surrounds them, can better imagine the region before it was settled.  The role of the cedar tree as a key supplier of material for lodging, clothing, and other needs for the Northwest Coast peoples is now made more clear.  When we look at a cedar mask, canoe, clothing or basket, we now recognize the tree as a key conifer and we see its pivotal role among the early cutlture here as life sustaining.  We look at another common tree, the Douglas fir, and are beginning to learn about David Douglas a Scottish naturalist who worked for the London Horticultural Society after whom the Douglas fir is named.

We see conifers as early seed bearers in the general evolution of plants.  Last year, as we began our p- patch garden, Eileen's group planted vegetables and studied their origins, most of them stemming from the fertile crescent.   They gathered seeds early in the fall of 2011.  From such a basic experience, gathering seeds as plants around us go "to seed" came an awareness of how complicated the flower is.  Camille's class of winter 2012 was engrossed in study of the prehistoric world, focusing on before, during, and after the dinosaur eras.  Each era was explored independently;  we looked at the rise and fall of various species and at natural extinction cycles.  When Eileen's class took a trip to the Botanical Library at the University of Washington to research their vegetable projects, they were taught about plants whose propagation is simpler than the seed.  This dovetailed to what the younger children were learning about prehistoric life:  the gymnosperm preceded the flower.  We went on, all of us, to look at Darwin's analysis of specie-al change; it gave us an opportunity to put in context what we were learning, to see evolution as an ongoing process.


Now, almost a year later, our work zeroes in to one simple idea:  the cone bearing tree.  From that, we see broadly and deeply--how easy it is to go out and gather branches, and yet how much more to know than we may have thought at the beginning.  We will soon be putting salmon eggs in our tank to raise to the stage when they will be released in the wild.  When we let them go, we will look for a stream with sufficient shade for water temperature and protection from predators;  we will see the role of the cedar tree and Douglas fir in keeping our salmon alive.

Camille


Monday, October 1, 2012

Some Musing at the End of September


The school year has begun and while I always encourage us to begin with just the fact that a new beginning has happened, soon after we have just gotten a sense of who one another is and where the markers are kept, real content with all its demands of “study me” starts to break through, for while we are just getting a handle on the daily routine here in the classroom, the outside world has been busy moving forward.  By outside world I mean it in the most immediate and simplistic:  our trips to Triangle Park soon lead us to notice that what look to be bees are moving in and out of a hole in the big tree in the middle of the lawn.  Before we know it, we are getting out the books about bees, and soon we are realizing that a trip to the P-Patch is the perfect site for learning about pollination.  It is also the right place to sit down with my class and make a bee on a stick that we can carry through the woods and bring back to school.
Triangle Park, with its bee tree right there, though—that is the right place to sit down with Eileen’s class and mine and read about bees.  We should also sit there and read about “Winne the Pooh and the Honey Tree”.  And, before long, we should re-gather there and read The Bee Tree by Patricia Polacco, a wonderful “romp” of a book.   Let’s paint egg cartons to look like honeycomb and make a “hive” on the bulletin board.  All the time, we will be learning about how they make wax and change in their hiding places in the nest.  Oh, and let’s dip apples in honey in honor of the Jewish New Year—
 hey—wait—apples!  That makes us think of the tree across the street just loaded with them, so let’s get Tom and Kathi to go over with small groups and pick during recess on the patio.  We’ll bring the apples in and make applesauce and eat it together and add honey for a special treat.  Thinking of the apples across the street just growing there and needing to be picked makes us think of all the bounty growing in all our yards and gardens at home.  Everyone, bring in vegetables and fruit and we’ll have a little market in the classroom.
 A market leads to thoughts of trading and buying and selling; get out the pretend money and have fun with “buying” real things that we can sample right here and now.  We have tomatoes and plums and Asian pears and green grapes and even eggs from Jordi’s chickens! 
 And while all of that is happening, children in Kim’s class are taking the wagon and heading out everyday to be outdoors, too.  They are noticing spiders and their webs everywhere in the clear September mornings.  So, they begin to learn about them in earnest and create wax resist watercolor paintings to demonstrate their knowledge of the complexity and beauty of the web’s architecture.
 Bees live in a colony, a social grouping, but what about spiders? As we begin the unit on salmon,  we ask now that same question:  how do salmon live?  Are they individuals, or members of a group?  This is a hard question even for an adult to answer.
A trip to the South Sound to Keefe’s family’s cabin allowed us to see young salmon in a little creek that empties into the salt water on their property, as well as to watch adult salmon returning to a nearby hatchery, there to spawn,  and to die.  We are not finished with bees, even as we begin thinking about fish.  We will  listen to “Flight of the Bumblebee”, Rimsky-Korsakov’s classic piece of the insect in flight.  We’ll draw in crayon as we do so, imagining the bee.  We are doing something that people do, extrapolating that bee from nature and putting it on paper, as did Kim’s children when they made their spider webs.  The younger children will also get to watercolor wash over crayon in order to learn the technique of making a wax resist.  As we do, we will focus intensively on the way of one class, or one specie, yet, even so, at the same time,  we will add it to our growing understanding of the interrelatedness of all things—even, I am coming to see, all academic subjects.
 When we, as teachers, no longer separate them exclusively into pre-ordained compartments, but hone in to get a closer look and to grow a skillset, when we teach thematically, we learn to “telescope out”—to encompass a broader view, to see that it is from nature, after all, that all things come.  Our inspiration guides us.  The engineer owes her competency to the human thrust to recreate what the bird does with the grace of instinct.  We see a spider or a salmon and we want to draw, paint, write a novel about a web and a little pig, hear of how the first humans on Puget Sound revered the first fish that returned each year, know each one’s cycle of life, remember what Eileen says that makes us ponder:  “All living things die”.  As an adult, I thought of that the other day and found, because of it, that I had a clearer sense of how that truth makes the fact that we live even better.  And then what did I make of it when I told the children in one of our small afternoon groups, that the first people’s believed all things lived, even stones, mountains, water and the air?
 Camille Hayward

Monday, September 3, 2012

New beginnings in learning and teaching - 2012


After 28 years of teaching you might think some things would become routine or automatic, but I love the fresh start that comes with the shortening days of late August.   These last few days before a new group of students arrives I am busy working to create a warm, inviting, and exciting environment. Files and class lists of the previous year get recycled, as pencils and makers get sorted, sharpened or replaced. There is a lot of laughter along with the work as we remember the accommodations we made for last year’s unique group of learners, and know that there will be different allowances made to best meet the needs of this brand new group. 
The multi-aged groupings that make up the 1-5 grade program allow for a new community of learners to form from advancing kindergarteners, new families joining the L & P community, and veteran student-leaders returning.  By the end of our first week together our new community will have shared experiences and hopes that will already begin to frame our new year of learning together.

In this time of eager anticipation, half the fun lies in not knowing exactly what to expect. Another new year! Welcome.


Sunday, July 8, 2012

Review of our Recent Summer Class

We had a wonderful two weeks at the Minotaur Camp--children of all ages worked together--alumni came back to help and support our efforts--the accompanying photos show glimpses of the second week.  We had a highlight, however, that did not get photographed--visiting assisting student, Adam Bernhard, a student at SAAS, became the Minotaur for us as we entered our own labyrinth  in the transformed Trike Room.  Former students, Sophia Petersen and Margaret Wolff, worked together with adults to hang cloths for walls.  They were joined by Austin Bryant, another former student who hid in the maze and participated in making the experience a memorable one for the younger children who  enjoyed acting as Theseus did as they entered the labyrinth.  Many made return visits when their parents arrived at the end of the day.


Friday, June 22, 2012

Stephen Hawking visits Parents and Students of The Lake and Park School


Lake & Park students enjoyed a rare visit from theoretical physicist Stephen Hawking on Wednesday, June 13th.  The former Lucasian professor of mathematics at the University of Cambridge was in Seattle to participate in the Luminaries Series of the Seattle Science Festival, but not before sharing his sense of adventure and curiosity with the children at The Lake & Park School in Mount Baker.

students and teachers of The Lake and Park School

Tom McQueen and Stephen Hawking

Tuesday, June 5, 2012

Lake and Park School Explores the Journey of Charles Darwin aboard the HMS Beagle

During May and June the entire school has engaged in a study of Charles Darwin and the work he did as a naturalist aboard the HMS Beagle.  Our learning takes many forms.  Here are some journal entries and photos taken during our study.
Listening to the story while aboard the Beagle.


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Tree tree
Tree of life
Thank you girls and boys
Students on board the school model of the HMS Beagle
Bugs and things.
Dear Darwin,
I like your discoveries.
I look around me.
Love,
Anya

The Sea
By Franklin
The sea as smooth as glass.
As smooth as leather
As smooth as a flower.
As smooth as a dog’s ear.



Theory
Measuring specimens
By Rowan
I like to take walks in quiet forests
With one or two friends
Like Charles Darwin.



Self-Discovery
By Sadie
Self-Discovery means you find out who you are.
Maybe my talent is golf.
Maybe my hobby is acting.
Maybe my collection is fossils.
Sketch of finch beaks by Dutch






The Rain
By Kaitlin
I love the rain.
When it is a sunny day
And it starts to rain
I go to my porch with my friend.









The Deschutes River
By Walter
Floating down the river
Going to some rapids
In our big blue raft.
Back at camp
We hear a rattlesnake.
Oh, what a beautiful day.



Drawing of Charles traveling in South America.
by Harriet
Nature
By Kaitlin
Flowers and the birds
Cats and dogs,
animals and plants
are parts of nature
And so are you.


Day 1 on the HMS Beagle
By Henry
I was on the HMS beagle.  It felt awesome.  I saw some sharks and a great white shark.  I am lucky I wasn’t seasick like Charles Darwin.  When I got to St. Jago I jumped up and down I was so happy.



Sketch of a fossil by Chloe



Charles Darwin as a Child
By Sabina
Charles Darwin climbed trees, so do I.
Charles Darwin was respectful, so am I, most of the time.
Charles Darwin was sneaky, so am I.
Charles Darwin didn’t like crowds, neither do I?
Charles Darwin liked to take walks, so do I.
Charles Darwin liked to play; definitely I do, all day long.
I might have been friends with Charles Darwin.



Rain
By Chloe
I was looking out my window
And I saw rain.
How the rain rushes down my window
It makes me feel
like a little raindrop.



Are there sea creatures that we have not found like this?
by Delphine

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

The Tale of Jumping mouse - A Musical by Lake and Park

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Jumping mouse, a set by Michelle Taylor Photography on Flickr.

Click on an image and it will take you to flickr, allowing you to scroll through the images!  Proud students!