For the last essay of the year, I had my students write a 5-paragraph essay on "Moving On." My 6th graders will be leaving elementary school on Friday, and moving on to a new chapter in their lives. I was hoping for essays with lots of sentimental feeling, and I really didn't get that. Oh, well.
I was reading Viktor's essay. Viktor is Ukranian. I'm not sure how long he's been in America, but still talks and writes broken English, and goes daily to his English Language Learner class. His essay, although poor by english grammar status, had great voice to it. I could tell he worked hard to convey the scenes and feelings of saying goodbye. It was a nice essay.
At the end of the essay, he wrote a "PS," as if he had just finished a letter. "PS: I think this is the best paper I've written..."
Yes, it was good. And how could I not give him a score higher than I've ever given him this year? I could tell he was really proud.
Alissa, of "exmention extansion" fame, wrote that on the last day of school, tears would be "running down her chicks..."
5 more days of school...
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