When Bedtime used to be 7pm

It took a few minutes...maybe close to an hour for me to remember anything pertaining to my "early learning years". I lost my hearing by the time I was four years old so my speech and language became a bit delayed. It was also easy for me to go to bed because all I had to do was take my hearing aids out and all was quiet. Of course, that wasn't so much a blessing then than it is now. My parents told me before they found out about my hearing loss, I would crawl out of my crib every time they set me in and they would spank me and put me back in. Five minutes later I would be out of my crib and spanked once again...let's just say that I've learned to appreciate the fact that I can't hear at night.
 When it comes to remembering my bedtime stories, I think my childhood looked a little different because I couldn't hear. However, I do remember bits and pieces of it rather vaguely. I remember my parents singing to me. I remember the different story books they read (although I have no clue what they were called). I remember the stories my dad used to tell. I even remember the cereal boxes I read/looked upon before I went to school in the mornings. I never realized that those moments could have prepared me for school but I am especially grateful that I was able to catch on so quick to the language around me. I learned to read lips real quick and became an expert at it at an early age.  I wish I could remember the finer details but that's all I've got.

AppaJamainglish

Personally, I thoroughly enjoyed the presentations. It was fun and I actually learned a lot. I feel that I am naive to the world around me. Language is so complex and ambiguous. I don't think anyone can ever fully understand and know language. There is so much history and so many concepts within language it blows my mind. Even when we were learning about Appalachian English...it's right here in the United States but is a separate language in itself. I always assumed that English was English and Chinese is separate from German that is separate from Russian. I put it all in boxes but really, it's a web. Language is not a box, it's a web...hmmm interesting thought.
I feel like everyone did a great job preparing for their portion and it was a great activity.

The Question: Am I at Fault?

I've been thinking about all that we have been learning as a class and couldn't help but turn the focus on me. Yes, that sounds conceited but it is not what I mean. We have been spending all this time looking at the English language and pointing out the differences and challenges that lie before us as a teacher. What if I look at myself though? What are the assumptions and expectations I am going to have of my students? Is it possible to expect too much of them? Is it possible to place too much of a "proper English" burden on my students so much to the point that they will not want to learn or try to speak up? Will they be intimidated to speak this classroom English and not want to learn? I want my students to be able to grasp and appreciate the diversity of English and even the world as a result of my English class. I just don't want to have unrealistic expectations of  my students. I certainly do not want to be at fault of that.

Contract Rather Than Constrict

This class has been opening my eyes to just how naive I really am. My "english" and the way I talk is the right way and the way everyone else talked was simply because they were from another town or country...or so I thought. It's safe to say that my eyes have been opened. They have been opened to the broad reality and question of "what is English exactly?". As I have battled with this question, I have found the answer:  There is no definitive answer to that question. I have come to the conclusion that there is no right or wrong. However, as I look in my own life, I write and carry on in classroom conversations so differently than if I am talking with my social group. I tend to "be on my best behavior" when it comes to  my school language but when I'm with my friends, "totes my goats" is a term in the dictionary. What I'm saying is in a high school setting, I know that will be true of my students. I know that they are going to be restricted when it comes to school but rather than feel constrained and confined to the "proper english" I must expand and contract my understanding of english and what I expect of my high school students. It is not just my students that need to be "fixed" but, instead, it's myself as well.

A Belated Intro

In cast you haven't caught on, my name is Jourdan Winn. I was born and raised here in good ol' Bozeman. I love running, wakeboarding, camping, spending time with my family, and long walks on the beach (seemed appropriate).
I am in my senior year of college, hoping and planning to graduate in the Fall of 2013. How I came to attend MSU is pretty common:  as a senior in high school and having grown up in Bozeman, I wanted out. I wanted to go out and find myself. I wanted to explore. So I went to Missoula to explore...shhh. But! If I may redeem myself, I only went for a year and then immediately transferred back upon returning from a brutal semester. I wanted to go to school for Radiologic Technology and become a radiation therapist. All that changed when I transferred to MSU and discovered a newfound appreciation for English. I switched my major and continued on the path to success. People ask me what my plans are for when I graduate. My answer:  I have no idea. Maybe go on a mission trip...who knows. All I know is I don't know which way I'm going but I'll get there someday:)