<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140932912966824248</id><updated>2011-11-27T17:32:55.809-08:00</updated><category term='grapheme igh'/><category term='carpet songs'/><category term='class size'/><category term='printables'/><category term='children'/><category term='teachers'/><category term='children in your class'/><category term='English'/><category term='retirement'/><category term='farewell'/><category term='capital letters'/><category term='labels'/><category term='Literacy'/><category term='special needs'/><category term='leaving songs'/><category term='gifts'/><category term='finger spaces'/><category term='Year 2'/><category term='christmas presents'/><category term='classroom resources'/><category term='teacher'/><category term='full stops'/><category term='goodbye songs'/><category term='animal groups'/><category term='6 year olds'/><category term='signs'/><category term='songs for chlidren'/><category term='phonics'/><category term='amphibians'/><category term='letters and sounds'/><category term='writing'/><category term='teaching'/><title type='text'>Eyes at the Back of My Head</title><subtitle type='html'>The musings of a Year 2 teacher</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eyesatthebackofmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140932912966824248/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyesatthebackofmyhead.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mrs. Iyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06301300007957717286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140932912966824248.post-9119001797432813580</id><published>2009-08-13T22:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T22:47:09.894-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special needs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='class size'/><title type='text'>A class of 29?</title><content type='html'>After 3 years of having a class of just 23 - 26 children. I am wondering how I will cope with a class of 29. With two children who have special needs.  I am nervous but also excited about the challenge. I have met the children and they all seem lovely. They've got something about them.&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling excited  - bring on the challenges!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140932912966824248-9119001797432813580?l=eyesatthebackofmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eyesatthebackofmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/9119001797432813580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140932912966824248&amp;postID=9119001797432813580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140932912966824248/posts/default/9119001797432813580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140932912966824248/posts/default/9119001797432813580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyesatthebackofmyhead.blogspot.com/2009/08/class-of-29.html' title='A class of 29?'/><author><name>Mrs. Iyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06301300007957717286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140932912966824248.post-2807487440955154670</id><published>2009-05-22T11:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T02:55:50.559-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classroom resources'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='signs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='labels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='printables'/><title type='text'>Printables</title><content type='html'>The teachers at my school are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sparklebox&lt;/span&gt; crazy. I have to admit, I haven't used it as much and I think I've just worked out why....mrspancake.com! I've always felt the images on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sparklebox&lt;/span&gt; were a bit...I'm not sure if 'dated' is the word but hopefully you get what I'm trying to say. The images on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mrspancake&lt;/span&gt;.com on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;other hand,&lt;/span&gt; appeal more to me. For lots of helpful printables for Numeracy and Literacy visit both sites and let me know which one you like best! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mrspancake.com/"&gt;http://mrspancake.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sparklebox.co.uk/"&gt;http://www.sparklebox.co.uk/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140932912966824248-2807487440955154670?l=eyesatthebackofmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eyesatthebackofmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/2807487440955154670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140932912966824248&amp;postID=2807487440955154670' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140932912966824248/posts/default/2807487440955154670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140932912966824248/posts/default/2807487440955154670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyesatthebackofmyhead.blogspot.com/2009/05/printables.html' title='Printables'/><author><name>Mrs. Iyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06301300007957717286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140932912966824248.post-6712238848509588179</id><published>2009-05-20T13:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T13:57:06.522-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teachers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='retirement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farewell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leaving songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodbye songs'/><title type='text'>To Sir (or Miss) with Love</title><content type='html'>In my school, I am known for the tear jerking power point slide show presentations that I create for members of staff. Whenever someone has left, retired or got married, I have surprised them with a slideshow with (embarrassing) pictures of themselves (sneakily acquired from various members of their family). I try to time the slideshow to a meaningful song and by far the best song I have found for someone who is leaving is a song called "Goodbye My Friend" by Susan Krauter. Is so beautiful and moving and will make anyone cry (can you tell I enjoy making people cry - in the nicest sense of the word of course).&lt;br /&gt;Find the music and lyrics here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.trunorthmusic.com/Lyrics/GoodbyeMyFriendSONG.html"&gt;http://www.trunorthmusic.com/Lyrics/GoodbyeMyFriendSONG.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140932912966824248-6712238848509588179?l=eyesatthebackofmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eyesatthebackofmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/6712238848509588179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140932912966824248&amp;postID=6712238848509588179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140932912966824248/posts/default/6712238848509588179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140932912966824248/posts/default/6712238848509588179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyesatthebackofmyhead.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-sir-or-miss-with-love.html' title='To Sir (or Miss) with Love'/><author><name>Mrs. Iyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06301300007957717286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140932912966824248.post-785750017980671215</id><published>2009-05-20T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T12:58:37.198-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='carpet songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs for chlidren'/><title type='text'>Point to the ceiling</title><content type='html'>Always looking for ways to get my children from their tables to the carpet with the minimum of noise and fuss. I sing! We have several songs, but they like this one along with all the actions.&lt;br /&gt;Point to the ceiling, point to the floor&lt;br /&gt;Point to the window, point to the door&lt;br /&gt;Clap your hands together - 1,2,3&lt;br /&gt;Put your hands upon you knee&lt;br /&gt;Hand in the air&lt;br /&gt;Fingers on your nose&lt;br /&gt;Thumbs on your ears&lt;br /&gt;Wiggle your toes&lt;br /&gt;Point to your friend, point to your chair&lt;br /&gt;Point to the teacher, hands in the air&lt;br /&gt;Hand on your head, fingers on your nose&lt;br /&gt;Thumbs on your ears...lips firmly closed. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140932912966824248-785750017980671215?l=eyesatthebackofmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eyesatthebackofmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/785750017980671215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140932912966824248&amp;postID=785750017980671215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140932912966824248/posts/default/785750017980671215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140932912966824248/posts/default/785750017980671215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyesatthebackofmyhead.blogspot.com/2009/05/point-to-ceiling.html' title='Point to the ceiling'/><author><name>Mrs. Iyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06301300007957717286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140932912966824248.post-8530078308792921008</id><published>2009-05-17T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T09:09:28.439-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phonics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grapheme igh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letters and sounds'/><title type='text'>The phoneme igh</title><content type='html'>This I knew would be a tricky one to teach. I had a soft toy of a Policeman that snoozed and snored when you pressed a button. Adults and children alike are amazed at how his belly moves to the beat of his snore. I bought it in a sale at Harrods (you get a whole range of snoozing animals!) and had never thought of using it in class, until I had to be observed teaching a letters and sounds session.&lt;br /&gt;The plan was, I introduced "Inspector igh" while asking the children to be very very quiet as he was asleep. The story was, that he worked at NIGHT, when everyone turned out their LIGHTS, he comes home and SIGHS as his boots are too TIGHT. You get the picture. We go over these words using flash cards, a presentation on powerpoint, magnetic letters etc.&lt;br /&gt;I then show children an envelope addressed to Inspector IGH (by this time the children are on the edge of their...bottoms! as they sit on the carpet ;) and I say let's open it as he is fast asleep...&lt;br /&gt;It's a letter warning him of something...it has words missing! What could these words be? As a class we need to fill in the missing words. Obviously all the words were igh words. The children loved it and loved the fact that they could spell all the words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140932912966824248-8530078308792921008?l=eyesatthebackofmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eyesatthebackofmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/8530078308792921008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140932912966824248&amp;postID=8530078308792921008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140932912966824248/posts/default/8530078308792921008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140932912966824248/posts/default/8530078308792921008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyesatthebackofmyhead.blogspot.com/2009/05/phoneme-igh.html' title='The phoneme igh'/><author><name>Mrs. Iyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06301300007957717286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140932912966824248.post-3165963590996352862</id><published>2009-05-17T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T13:07:08.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys can't or won't dance?</title><content type='html'>Most of the boys in my class don't like dancing. They are only 7 but think they are too cool. They love football and sport but ask them to dance and they make funny faces and stand there shyly.&lt;br /&gt;I think I will show them the clip of 11 year old Aiden on Britain's Got Talent tomorrow before we do our daily routine of "Wake and Shake".   &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7Nz73UPzktQ"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7Nz73UPzktQ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140932912966824248-3165963590996352862?l=eyesatthebackofmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eyesatthebackofmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/3165963590996352862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140932912966824248&amp;postID=3165963590996352862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140932912966824248/posts/default/3165963590996352862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140932912966824248/posts/default/3165963590996352862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyesatthebackofmyhead.blogspot.com/2009/05/boys-cant-or-wont-dance.html' title='Boys can&apos;t or won&apos;t dance?'/><author><name>Mrs. Iyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06301300007957717286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140932912966824248.post-5479116819079104576</id><published>2009-05-17T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T12:36:14.821-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animal groups'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amphibians'/><title type='text'>Amphibians!</title><content type='html'>We were learning about the 6 main animal groups in Science last week. My colleague created a slide show presentation with links to videos of animals on Youtube. She found this great song by Kermit the Frog called Carribean Amphibian and added it just for fun! The children loved it! It is an old clip but does the trick and helps children remember a frog is an amphibian :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tCDshh48ypg"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tCDshh48ypg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140932912966824248-5479116819079104576?l=eyesatthebackofmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eyesatthebackofmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/5479116819079104576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140932912966824248&amp;postID=5479116819079104576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140932912966824248/posts/default/5479116819079104576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140932912966824248/posts/default/5479116819079104576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyesatthebackofmyhead.blogspot.com/2009/05/amphibians.html' title='Amphibians!'/><author><name>Mrs. Iyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06301300007957717286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140932912966824248.post-8793926860299304700</id><published>2008-12-14T15:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T13:47:43.773-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas presents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children in your class'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teacher'/><title type='text'>How to shop for 25 children...</title><content type='html'>It's that time of year again. Christmas! In my school, all the teachers give each child in their class a little present. I've spent ages trying to find cute, meaningful and affordable presents for my class. I always end up spending more than I set out, to so this year I used the credit crunch as an excuse and limited myself to spending about 60p per child! (Scrooge!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my first year, I was a new and very excited teacher. I love giving gifts and so went to town and ended up spending over a £1 on each child (doesn't sound like much but it all adds up and when you have several adults to buy for too - it isn't cheap). I shopped online at Baker Ross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bakerross.co.uk/"&gt;http://www.bakerross.co.uk/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have a great selection of gifts all reasonably priced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next year I couldn't be bothered buying several little things for each child and settled for a lovely book. It worked out to be really cheap as I bought a collection of books from The Book People who often do fantastic deals. I wonder why people go to normal bookshops on the high street when you can buy from the Book People at less than half price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thebookpeople.co.uk/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/TopCategoriesDisplay?storeId=10001&amp;amp;catalogId=10001&amp;amp;langId=100"&gt;http://www.thebookpeople.co.uk/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/TopCategoriesDisplay?storeId=10001&amp;amp;catalogId=10001&amp;amp;langId=100&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, neither site was working out to be cheap enough for Scroogie old me so I ended up going in search of a Poundstretcher only to discover that the Poundstretchers in my area had all shut down! It was the last Sunday before the end of term and I began to panic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found myself in a random discount store trying hard to find something, anything that would do. I stumbled across a set of tumblers - four for a £1.00!!! They were really cute....blue with a picture of Santa with the words Merry Christmas. There were also red tumblers with a picture of a reindeer. Perfect. I could fill the tumblers with a few christmas chocs bought from Sainsbury's or Tescos and there I had it...a lovely gift for less than 60p!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Packaged in delightful christmassy cellophane bags from America (courtesy of my sister) I'm now sorted. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140932912966824248-8793926860299304700?l=eyesatthebackofmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eyesatthebackofmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/8793926860299304700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140932912966824248&amp;postID=8793926860299304700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140932912966824248/posts/default/8793926860299304700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140932912966824248/posts/default/8793926860299304700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyesatthebackofmyhead.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-to-shop-for-25-children.html' title='How to shop for 25 children...'/><author><name>Mrs. Iyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06301300007957717286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140932912966824248.post-4364225817569462727</id><published>2008-12-12T09:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T12:02:05.611-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finger spaces'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='full stops'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='capital letters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Year 2'/><title type='text'>Capital Letters Finger Spaces &amp; full stops.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0NQeZJ0RNW8/SULCe_whM4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q1k1cTVWJUc/s1600-h/MS1552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278995550998442882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0NQeZJ0RNW8/SULCe_whM4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q1k1cTVWJUc/s320/MS1552.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, the children did well...They wrote lots - but most forgot to use capital letters and full stops. Those that remembered full stops, forgot to start new sentences with capital letters. Every Year 2 teacher's nightmare. When I was an NQT (Newly Qualified Teacher) I got to the end of Year 2 without realising that my children hadn't been using capital letters and full stops consistently in their writing. I was so pleased they were able to 'write' stories using adjectives, adverbs &amp;amp; similes that I hadn't noticed that there weren't any full stops or capital letters. So in my 2nd year as a teacher I knew exactly what to look out for and I was on the case from quite early on in the year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I used to get the class to stand to attention like solidiers while saying "Capital Letters!" in a military sounding voice. We then moved our fingers a long as if we were playing the piano and said "finger spaces..." and finally the children's favourite action was making a fist and punching out with both arms like in Karate while saying FULL STOP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the tables, I had a picture of a laminated hand with a an index finger pointing out, as a visual reminder to children to use finger spaces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, what worked really well for my class last year was this. As I marked children's work I made a note of those who had remembered to use capital letters and and full stops accurately and consistently. I would also make a note of those who missed out on one or two. The following morning I would praise the children for trying hard then read out the names of those who had acheieved their target and hand them my "Well done for using capital letters" stickers. This really got everyone excited. I pointed out those that had very nearly achieved their targets but didn't give them a sticker (mean I know!) but it worked and soon all the children in my class were using capital letters and full stops consistently - unlike the children in the other Year 2 classes. I was over the moon! I sat back and relaxed while the other teachers panicked! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The stickers can be bought from Super Stickers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.superstickers.com/products.aspx?tier1=Stickers&amp;amp;tier2=Targets+and+Marking&amp;amp;tier3=Targets+%26+Objectives"&gt;http://www.superstickers.com/products.aspx?tier1=Stickers&amp;amp;tier2=Targets+and+Marking&amp;amp;tier3=Targets+%26+Objectives&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately they do not sell a "Full Stops" sticker. I have written to them asking them to produce one and they thanked me for my idea said they would try to have one soon. In the meantime I just use cheap small circles instead. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140932912966824248-4364225817569462727?l=eyesatthebackofmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eyesatthebackofmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/4364225817569462727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140932912966824248&amp;postID=4364225817569462727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140932912966824248/posts/default/4364225817569462727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140932912966824248/posts/default/4364225817569462727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyesatthebackofmyhead.blogspot.com/2008/12/capital-letters-finger-spaces-full.html' title='Capital Letters Finger Spaces &amp; full stops.'/><author><name>Mrs. Iyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06301300007957717286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0NQeZJ0RNW8/SULCe_whM4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q1k1cTVWJUc/s72-c/MS1552.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140932912966824248.post-3813201059652099366</id><published>2008-12-09T13:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T11:39:34.434-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='6 year olds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Literacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English'/><title type='text'>Independence</title><content type='html'>When 6 year old Malcolm (not his real name) first joined my class in September, he was unable to form sentences independently. He always had brilliant ideas during Literacy, seemed confident and always called out during the group writing activity. So I was quite disheartened and concerned when during our very first writing assessment, Malcolm sat at his table unable to write anything. He did nothing. He stared into space and as I was just getting to know the children, I couldn't work out why Malcolm could not put pen to paper, especially when every other child (even those who had special needs) wrote 'sentences' even if they did not make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the bell rang for playtime and all the children started going out to play, Malcolm frantically wrote a sentence and handed me his sheet of paper. In a desperate attempt to write something, anything, Malcolm copied the wording off a display board. "The Isle of Struay on the woll is nis" his sensentence read. In the weeks to come Malcolm's confidence grew and he was able to write more and more independently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Monday as the children lined up for lunch, I sat down to mark a pile of 25 homework books. I was amazed when I got to Malcolm's work. He had written a whole page on the Great Fire of London! I knew it was his independent writing, as only a child who had sat in my class could have written the things Malcolm did. At the bottom of the page, his mum had written "Malcolm did this all by himself." I called him over and talked about his work and how amazing it was. He beamed and looked so proud. I praised him lots and he walked away cheering "YES!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, he raced ahead of his group and said "Look! I've done it independently!" Tomorrow is our end of term writing assessment. We (the children and I) have worked so hard for the last 12 weeks and I can not wait to see what Malcolm and the other children can do...independently.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140932912966824248-3813201059652099366?l=eyesatthebackofmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eyesatthebackofmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/3813201059652099366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140932912966824248&amp;postID=3813201059652099366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140932912966824248/posts/default/3813201059652099366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140932912966824248/posts/default/3813201059652099366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyesatthebackofmyhead.blogspot.com/2008/12/independence.html' title='Independence'/><author><name>Mrs. Iyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06301300007957717286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
