Yellow Stone Bea R.

      

^ Holey Bear 4: “this stops now”. Linoleum print portrait of thrift-reject rescue.

Lettering by student.

 I showed him my prints with his handwritten Bear names, and thanked him. 

“You have the coolest handwriting—I love it!” (He told me he’s not good at anything, which is so not true! I make sure to tell him what he’s good at.)

He doesn’t focus or comment on the prints—incoming images kind of make him … uncomfortable? But when I asked him, “How many Bear names can I ask you to write?”he said, “Probably a lot. As many as you want!”

Love the word break, BeA  R.

Oh--another example of student success.
Remember I'd written about the student who likes hugs but whose hugs have become too . . . groiny, as puberty hits? And while some teachers won't hug him at all (understandably), I'd instituted "count to three" hugs, finishing with a high 5 and a fist bump.
(He'd called me Grandma once, so I am in a good position to keep hugging him anyway.)

Well, our 3-second hugs have evolved--we now have a little choreography.
We dance a "one-two-three" twist, do a 1-2-3- hug, high five, fist bump, and end with sparkle fingers.