SDAWP SI 2024

  I believe- that all students deserve Equity Grading And not just Equality Grading, so That all students can achieve and succeed. I believe- that it is my job to know the difference between Equality and Equity grading, so That all students can achieve and succeed. I believe- that some students need extra time and extra tools,  Such as word banks, graphic organizers, or sentence starters, so That all students can achieve and succeed. I believe- that in Equality Grading, I set the same standards for all students Then, in Equity Grading, I work 1:1 with each student, so That all students can achieve and succeed.  I believe- that Equity Grading includes multiple ways to learn Increases student choices to meet the concept, so That all students can achieve and succeed. I believe- that all students deserve Equity Grading And yes, in case you’re wondering - IT IS MORE WORK! so That all students can achieve and succeed.

Dedication To my first daughter, Emily, for creating so much of this story and shaping who I have become. To my second daughter, Savannah, who opened my mind and taught me to love again. Prologue As Chris paced back and forth in the heat grumbling to himself about the car problems, I secretly observed him through the windshield. Who really is this man?   After several minutes, he poked his head inside the car and glared at me.  “Are your legs getting sweaty?”  “No, not really.” “Here’s a towel to wipe them off.  Don’t let them touch the seat. Are your shoes in the sand?” he asked. “Be sure to kick your feet together so you don’t bring sand inside the car!” After about 30 minutes the car cooled down, so we continued our journey for the night to Las Vegas. I looked forward to the cool relief from my nausea. We arrived in Las Vegas around 5:15 pm and inched along one of the busy downtown boulevards, searching for cheap hotels. The sun beat down hotter than ever. Sudden...

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Hooked On Engaging Phonics Instruction Why phonics has been, and continues to be a best practice for our littlest learners. Canva Link Here!

This project has taken many forms and has been through many iterations.  Currently, it exists as a brochure .  My hope (and conviction) is that families will understand the importance of developing executive functions and that this document can give support and common language in terms of executive functions, challenging behaviors, and social thinking. Supporting Executive Function Skills at Home

Unearthing Treasures

Adobe Express Visual Excerpt  (personal piece) “Dear Teachers: Your Students Need You to Adopt a Social Justice-Oriented Mindset”  By Savannah Cadiz So, why am I in the field of education?  I refrain from using the word “woke” when it comes to describing my stance toward education. It is not my term to claim. As many of us know, America has a history of erasing, appropriating, and weaponizing culture and history-- and I refuse to take part in the same ideology that informed the malpractice of the doctor who told my second-grade-educated mother that speaking our native Filipino dialect would “confuse” her children and cost them academically. So, one might say that my pedagogy is my identity and values in action. It is in my DNA to resist, educate, and liberate. So, why are you in the field of education?  Think about it-- what makes you endure the endless mandates, the potential danger, the (extreme) lack of pay, or that staff member whose abrasive personality is ...

  The Appeal of the Process: Using Exemplars in Secondary ELA

  Readying to Do the Work of the Educator

Burn Last night, I fell asleep wishing for the world to burn.  The truth is, grief did not make me strong or loving or heroic.  It did not give me purpose. It did not provide reason. It did not give me clarity.  Grief is grotesque. It ravaged me from the inside out.  And when my grief bubbles up in my throat - I wish for the world to burn.  Because I am shackled to my grief. It is a straightjacket of hopelessness, of anguish, of rage, of guilt. Burn . It would be easier if it all burned .  Today, I woke up with a quieter grief.  A quiet grief that is nestled deep in my bones.  A grief that is one with the marrow.  A grief that cradles me in her lap, whispering, someday you will see that I am love . It’s been five years since I said goodbye to you, baby brother.  I didn’t think I'd make it 5 minutes.  But I did.  Then I didn't know if I'd make it in five hours, but I did. Then five days, five weeks, five months, and five years....