Showing posts with label preschool teaching. Show all posts
Showing posts with label preschool teaching. Show all posts

Sunday, September 27, 2015

l'alphabet français II : répétez !

Okay, so now you have listened to more French alphabet songs than you'd ever thought possible.  Enough listening!  You won't learn the sounds and the names of the letters until you get comfortable pronouncing them.  So clear your throat, take a long drink of eau, and try these out:

"Military-style French Alphabet": An English-speaking French teacher walks you through her version of the alphabet, set to the rhythm of a familiar military cadence ("I don't know but I've been told…").  This ten-minute video is very thorough and offers opportunities to practice single lines at a time slowly and then build up to saying the whole chant more quickly.

Watch this quick example first:



But this guy's cuter: Tom from easytolearnfrench.com is a young Frenchman who earnestly teaches Anglophone viewers how to say the French alphabet.  Do watch this too so that you hear a native speaker pronouncing the letter names:


Want to keep practicing but don't want to keep watching these same two videos over and over?  (Oui!)

These websites have simple pronunciation activities:

From Chillola.com, click on the letter and repeat:


From About.com, words that start with each letter to listen to and repeat:


This page from the BBC focuses on the trickier sounds for anglophones, including nasal vowels.  Strangely, it neglects to include U.  (My high school French teacher always told us to "round your lips as if you're going to say "ooooo" but then say "eeeee" instead.")


And, finally, here's another activity that reinforces on the vowel sounds, courtesy of hello-world.com:


Coming soon: l'alphabet français, part 3, which will feature games and apps about the alphabet….

Tuesday, July 21, 2015

Bonjour, bonjour ! Comment ça va ?

As a parent who only speaks French to my American children, I work as an unpaid teacher 24/7.  But I also have several private tutoring clients, parents who actually pay me to speak French to their children!  I really enjoy teaching French to these kiddos, but being with my own children reinforces that 30 or 60 minutes a week is not nearly enough for these other kids.  

Therefore, I'm starting to recommend videos that the kiddos can watch at home to reinforce what we cover during our private tutoring lessons.  Here are some fun videos to practice listening comprehension of words and phrases related to greeting people and asking how they're doing:

"Bonjour, Hello" by BASHO and Friends -- song with onscreen lyrics and lots of repetition of several ways to ask and answer "how are you" in French; designed for non-native speakers; no photos, videos, or other illustrations of what the words mean.

"Comment ça va" by Juli Powers -- an upbeat song for children that presents lots of options for responding to the question "How are you?", with photos illustrating each sentence and the lyrics in French at the bottom of the screen.

"French Greetings Song" by Natasha Morgan -- a gentle song with onscreen lyrics that appear as the singer writes and draws; features also common questions such as "what's your name" and "how old are you," plus numbers.  Each question or response is repeated three times in French and then the English equivalent is given.

Also from Natasha Morgan, here is her translation of "Two Little Birdies," this one with Fifi and Blanche, who greet each other, state their names, and then fly away.  Short and cute and clear!

"Bonjour" by Alain Le Lait, a short song with a rock and roll feel presenting several phrases in French worth memorizing: how are you, I'm happy to be here, thank you for coming.  A nice feature: the lyrics appear at the bottom of the screen (accompanied by happy, headless, dancing Gumbies) at the beginning but not when the verses are repeated.  Good for listening comprehension!


"Bonjour" by Louis and Josée of Mini TFO (a show for children on Canadian television), a short song featuring real live people who invite the watchers and other children to join them at the playground; no onscreen lyrics.

"Bonjour" from the Disney film "La Belle et la Bête" -- this is the opening song where Belle walks through her village greeting the other residents.  Sung in French; no lyrics onscreen, but you can read the transcription of the song and the dialogue interspersed here.

"Bonjour, bonjour" is a fast, catchy song by L'autobus à vapeur, a group that does songs in French for children (native speakers).  This video is a version sung by a children's choir, accompanied by a cute cartoon and onscreen lyrics.  (You can hear the original song here, no lyrics or video.)

Which one(s) do you and your kiddos like best and why?  Recommendations for other songs about French greetings?


Friday, April 24, 2015

random Frenchy, teachy things

No time for full blog posts this month!  But at least I can make a bulleted list of some of my recent Frenchy and/or teachy thoughts….

gratuitous shot of G&G at the zoo

  • A mom I know who occasionally uses her non-native French with her teen daughters told me that she has discovered a way to cut down on the speed and intensity of their arguments: she announces things like curfew in French, and when the girls protest, they have to do so on French too!
  • Grandrabbit's Play, where Carol and I taught two French classes for kiddos, closed last month, so we won't be teaching there again.  :(
  • But I now am leading three separate weekly French tutoring sessions: one with a four-year-old, one with a group of siblings ages four through nine, and a duo of ten-year-old boys.  (See those toes down there?  These three very different classes are keeping me on them!)
  • The afore-mentioned siblings are already bilingual (from Spanish-speaking homes), and it's sooooo cool to observe how completely unfazed they are when I speak French to them for 30 minutes at a time.  No freaking out, no funny looks, no demands for translation.  It's like they know that they'll get it eventually, and in the meantime, they are understanding enough to have fun.
  • I saw the four-year-old at school; she was wearing a t-shirt with an owl on it, and when she saw me, she pointed to it and said "hibou!  hibou, Sarah!"
  • The mom of the other four-year-old told me excitedly that she can't wait until she and her daughter can converse in French.  Should I tell her that half an hour once a week won't lead to that anytime soon?
  • Griffin is really enjoying the following three resources in French: the magazine "Youpi! J'ai compris!" along with the free animated videos on nonfiction topics available on Brainpop and the geography games on Jeux de geographie
  • Gwyneth continues to assert that she doesn't know how to speak French whenever I ask her how to say something or other in French.
  • Gwyneth also continues to tell her nanny, "My daddy doesn't talk French or Spanish.  My mommy talks French and English.  I talk French, English, and Spanish."
  • Her pronunciation (in English) is gradually improving, which means that "Spanish" sounds like "panis" or "panish" now, instead of "penis."  (Oh, the shocked stares I intercepted when strangers heard my three-year-old announce, "I wike penis.  Mommy wike penis too.  Daddy don't wike penis.")
  • Gwyn and I attended a classmate's birthday party where we and one other family were the only anglophones there!  I ate spicy salsa, drank hibiscus cooler, and practiced my Spanish.
  • I've done three storytimes in French at the library this semester, and they're going well.  Themes: love (in February for valentines day), animals, and Paris. 
  • We've had two French playdates so far, each very different, and for the next one this weekend, I'm going to bring more games and puzzles and toys (and thus fewer French learning games).
  • Several private schools are offering French camps this summer, and I'm determined to send Griffin to one or two of them.  And there are Spanish camps in the area, too--including one at a farm!  I bet both kids would like those.
  • I need to make more time to blog and read the blogs of those I admire!  


Saturday, January 24, 2015

introducing…Boulder County Fun with French!

Carol (of A French American Life fame) and I have been asked to teach our immersion class at the toy shop in Boulder again this term, and I am restarting my library French storytimes and adding a French playdate for older kids as well!

Because attendance has always been our biggest challenge with the storytimes, we decided to take advantage of social media for promotional purposes.  We are very pleased to announce the birth of:

The Boulder County Fun with French Meetup Group

and

The Boulder County Fun with French Facebook Page!



And in case you're local and interested in our upcoming class, you can register here.


A bientôt !

Wednesday, October 15, 2014

big news!

(No, my sillies, I'm not pregnant again!)

I think these wheels of cheese are larger than my three-year-old daughter.
(Farmers market, Riquewihr, France, August 2014)
After years of speaking French to my children and nephew, teaching university-level French classes, giving private French lessons to individual kids, and offering free library storytimes in French, I'm finally diving in and co-teaching my first class in French for children ages 0-5!!!

My friend Carol of A French American Life had the cojones to approach the manager of Grandrabbit's Play, an indoor play space in Boulder, and ask them if they were interested in adding French to their current offerings of music and yoga classes.  They said oui, we wrote up a proposal, had an interview, and so we start next week!

Here's the blurb:

Come play in French with us! Our classes will engage you and your child in a fun, low-stress language immersion experience. Via songs, books, games, and crafts, you and your child will be encouraged to understand and speak French from day one. The instructors, who use French nearly 100% of the time in class, use context, repetition, props, images, gestures, and tone of voice to make the meaning clear: in other words, the way that children acquire their first language! No previous exposure to French is required.   

Doesn't that sound fun?  I would totally bring my kids to this class if they didn't already speak French.  (Actually, I will be bringing Gwyneth, since she's not in preschool those mornings.)

Promotion: if you happen to be from around here and sign up for a class this Friday, October 17, you will also receive a month of free open play at the facility (a $39 value).

Wish us luck!  Any advice?

Thursday, July 25, 2013

I just wish I had started volunteering sooner!

This post was written for the July 2013 Raising Multilingual Children Blogging Carnival hosted by Stephen at Head of the Heard; this month's theme is "Hidden Opportunities."  Do go read about other parents' discoveries and surprises on their journey to bilingualism!

In July 2005, my husband Ed and I got married.  I was working as a lecturer in French at Colorado State University, an hour's drive away from my new home in Lafayette, Colo.  With all my co-workers, my book groups, my favorite theatre and restaurants, and so many friends back there, I was concerned that Lafayette would be where I slept but Fort Collins where I lived.

Therefore, in August 2005, when I heard that the local library was looking for volunteer tutors for its drop-in afterschool Homework Center, I applied, thinking that helping out there would help me meet people, practice my Spanish, and maybe even make math and reading more manageable for some of the kids.  Who knew that this volunteer gig would lead to more opportunities for me to pursue my ultimate career goal of teaching French to young children?

Here's how it gradually happened...

2005: At the Homework Center, I worked with a lot of children who were emergent or struggling readers.  I also befriended Estela, the Homework Center Assistant.


Denver Channel 7 News featured the Homework Center as one of its Everyday Heroes (you can catch a glimpse of me and Griffin at the very end of the clip)

2006: Estela was promoted to Reading Buddies Coordinator at the library.  I kept tutoring and, overall, learning more from the kids than they probably were learning from me!  

fall 2006: My supervisor at the Homework Center recommended me to a parent who was looking for a private reading tutor for her child.  I started tutoring this second-grade girl twice a week.  (Also, my nephew was born, and soon after that, this blog about speaking exclusively French to him!)
a happy Tatie and her baby nephew
2007: Realizing that I didn't know enough about how to help a student who was reading so far below grade level, I started actively researching strategies, activities, materials, and methods.  (Developing these lessons got me all fired up about teaching children to read--too bad my nephew was still a toddler.)
For example, modifying board games like Candyland by writing word families on each square so that the players have to say a word that ends with that particular letter combination--great for emergent readers!
spring 2007: The commute back and forth to CSU--especially during snowstorms--was dragging me down and I was losing my enthusiasm for teaching college students.  My husband and I had also been trying to start a family.

summer 2007: Estela's husband got a new job and they had to leave Lafayette.  She suggested that I apply for her part-time position as coordinator of Reading Buddies, a free reading enrichment program in which middle and high school volunteers meet once a week one-on-one with younger students to read together and play literacy games.  And I was pregnant!

fall 2007: I resigned from CSU.  During my Reading Buddies interview, I answered their questions about working with reluctant readers with lots of specific ideas, most of which had developed from my private tutoring and my Homework Center experience.  Volunteering pays off--I got the job!

fall 2007: It dawned on me that many parallels exist between my old job (helping college students learn to read and write in their second language) and my new one (helping teenagers help elementary school students learn to read and write in their first language).  Very cool.

2008: My son, Griffin, was born, and I began speaking to him exclusively in French.
happy Maman and her baby boy
newborn Griffin visits a Reading Buddies session and hears his first Eric Carle book
Little Buddies reading to the "Baby Buddy" while the Big Buddy wonders why exactly his supervisor brought a screaming child to work
2009: Griffin and I joined a French-language playgroup.

2010: Several of us from the playgroup attended a French storytime at a different library and were so disappointed that we decided to create our own storytime!  And since I was already employed at a library, it wasn't hard to get this approved.  (So now I had three different "jobs" there, two volunteer and one paid.)
my friend Mathilde and her two boys at French storytime
2011: I developed more confidence in planning and leading storytimes in my second language, even in front of an audience of native speakers, even while chasing my active preschooler around the room, even during18 weeks of morning sickness while pregnant with my daughter!  (Then I took a little break after she was born.)
pensive baby Gwyneth, two days old, wearing the dress that I sported when my parents brought me home from the hospital
And here she is at her first Reading Buddies session, age 1, watching the big kids play Chutes and Ladders with word families
2012: When local nonprofits solicited donations for their silent auction fundraisers, I offered French lessons for children.
I had already developed some games--but they would be more fun to play with kids than by myself
2013: For the first time, an auction winner actually followed up and brought her children to me for French classes!

spring 2013: A violin teacher overhears me talking about storytime and asks me to lead the French immersion lesson each day in her French-themed summer Suzuki strings camp.

the students' performance of "Roule Galette" on the last day of class; Griffin is the boy in the blue shirt

summer 2013: And it actually happened!  For the first time, I received real money to teach a French class to children, with my bilingual son as my teaching assistant (and my toddler daughter doing all the not-sitting-still this time).

So, you see, after eight years of volunteer work (and countless hugs and "thank yous" from the Homework Center students), I have a job I love which makes me feel connected to the community and which has enabled me to develop and practice the skills which I will need to continue teaching French classes for children (and to motivate me to keep using French with my own kids)!  

some of my Reading Buddies
more Reading Buddies
But first, I'm going to catch up on my sleep.  That crazy koala bear toddler still isn't sleeping through the night.
but we love her anyway

Saturday, December 08, 2012

French words for English workbooks

coloring before Christmas 2011
If your preschool child is anything like mine, he has amassed quite a collection of coloring books and workbooks and maze books--in English.  But which parent spends more time sitting with him, reading the directions, supplying the scissors and paste and marker caps, encouraging him to stay in the lines and off the carpet?  Moi.  The one who only speaks to him in French.

While it would be fun to have cahiers d'activité like these from France to do with Griffin, it isn't actually necessary, because it turns out that most any coloring page or worksheet can be discussed just as easily in one language as in another.

That being said, I did have to check with some of my French friends to make sure that I was translating correctly when helping Griffin with his activity books.  For example, turns out that "dessine un cercle autour de" isn't the best way to render "draw a circle around"!

(You'd think I'd know by now not to automatically choose the word-for-word translation.)

So, because I don't trust my memory any more--and because even when Griffin has finished all his preschool workbooks and outgrown his coloring books his little sister will no doubt be by my side with a stack of new ones--here is our list of French Workbook Vocabulary!

Griffin enjoys arts and crafts more as a four-year-old than he did when he was younger

VERBS

Associer: to match (to connect two items on opposite sides of the page, for instance)
Barrer: to cross out
Chercher les différences: to find the differences (between two similar pictures, for example)
Chercher les intrus: to find the ones that don't belong
Choisir: to choose
Colorier: to color
     Colorier a l'intérieur des lignes: to color inside the lines (also, colorier uniquement l'intérieur, sans déborder, sans dépasser and ne pas dépasser le trait)  
Colorier l'image identique au modèle: to color as indicated in the model
     Colorier par codes: to color by number
Dénombrer: to tally, to count the number of
Entourer: to draw a circle around
Faire une ligne: to draw a line (not dessiner une ligne)
Relier: to connect
    Relier les points: to connect the dots
Remettre des images dans l'ordre chronologique: to put pictures in order
Reproduire: to copy
Souligner: to underline
Suivre les instructions: to follow the directions
Tracer: to trace
Trier: to classify, to sort
Trouver: to find

Three preschoolers coloring on the same page--how often does that happen?!

NOUNS
Un autocollant: sticker (also, une gommette is used by some as a synonym for autocollant, while for others it refers to the type of sticker you have to lick--not self-adhesive--or a specific type of stickers in the form of shapes and letters)
Une brosse: an eraser for a blackboard or dry-erase whiteboard
Un cahier: notebook
     Un cahier d'activités: workbook
     Un cahier de coloriage: coloring book (not livre de coloriage)
Un coloriage: a coloring page
     Un coloriage par codes: a color-by-number page
Un crayon: pencil (also, un crayon a bois)
     Un crayon de cire: wax crayon (such as a Crayola); readers on a WordReference forum also offer un pastel, une craie grasse, un crayon gras as options)    
     Un crayon de couleur: colored pencil (or, apparently, many people also use this term for colored wax crayons)
Un ensemble de couleurs: pattern--sort of--we couldn't really come up with a satisfactory word to describe a pattern (WordReference suggests un motif or un dessin)
Un feutre: a marker (as in a pen for coloring), not un stylo (pen for writing)
Une gomme: an eraser for pencil marks (not un effaceur, even though effacer is the verb to erase)
Le graphisme: penmanship, handwriting
Un labyrinthe: maze (by the way, pronounce all three syllables distinctly, or else it sounds kinda like "lapin," thus thoroughly confusing your French friends--true story!)
Une mosaique: mosaic
Un point: dot (as in connect-the-dots)

Okay, so what am I missing?  Which of the above expressions need to be tweaked?  (last updated on February 7, 2013, to reflect the comments below)

Griffin likes to decorate the letter G

Coming soon: a post featuring links to free printable pages for creating your own custom workbook in French for your toddlers and preschoolers!

Saturday, September 15, 2012

joining the alliance

So I'm a little embarrassed to admit that it took me 14 years of living along Colorado's Front Range to become a member of the Alliance Francaise of Denver.   I mean, I was teaching French for half that time, I've been receiving their weekly e-newsletter all along, and I have even attended workshops for teachers that were held there--but never made the effort to actually join this branch of the worldwide nonprofit organization that promotes French via classes, lectures, cultural activities, and so forth.

So what was it that made me pony up that $45 membership fee, given that it takes me 40 minutes to drive there, thus ensuring that I won't be visiting regularly?

Their library.

Members can borrow novels, educational materials, CDs, movies, even board games--all in French--aaaaand children's books!  Since Griffin is enjoying listening to me read easy chapter books to him now, being able to browse the Alliance Francaise's bibliotheque means I don't have to pay big bucks to order chapter books sight unseen from abroad.

Last week I attended an open house there, anticipating that after that I could stop waffling about whether or not to join--either I'd like what I saw or I'd decide it wasn't worth it.  Here's what I learned:

1.  It fills me with joy to walk into an unfamiliar place in another city and hear someone exclaim "Mademoiselle [Maiden Name]!"  My former students are all over this state.  (And some of them have even kept up with their French after graduating!)

2.  People at the Alliance Francaise are tres impressed to meet an American married to an American who only speaks French to her children.  (Having my adorable Gwyneth on my hip helped, of course.)

Okay, so this my adorable Gwyneth in her father's arms, but you get the idea.

3.  For basically the cost of two magazine subscriptions, I can borrow French materials to read and listen to (and also access other resources from their office, like an iPod loaded with educational podcasts and a television showing TV5, a 24-hour channel in French).

4.  It would not be a good idea to enroll Griffin--or even Gwyneth--in the classes they offer for younger children.  At the sample class I observed, the teachers explained that these classes are designed for anglophone kids who are learning French for the first time and that when a child from a French family attends he invariably gets bored.  This is very good to  know before I made the commitment to haul my kiddos back and forth to downtown Denver once a week!

5a.  On the other hand, the teachers seemed to think that a class for children who are already familiar with French would be welcome, and that if we could meet a minimum enrollment number that the AF teacher would come to Boulder to give the class!

5b.  During that conversation, I also mentioned our French library storytime to the teachers--which really appealed to them.  Perhaps I should start publicizing this program at the AF office and through their newsletter!

5c.  Then I pointed out that as the AF offers activities for francophile adults such as wine tastings, art appreciation lectures, conversation groups, and parties, they could (should?) plan some analogous events for children!  For example, arts and crafts workshops, dance parties, field days, Asterix cartoon viewings....  I would willingly drive down to Denver once a month to have Griffin hang out with French kids and, say, learn to play soccer in French or have a cooking lesson in French.

5d.  The teachers, enthusiastic, then suggested that I contact the AF director and propose classes and workshops like those!  I could even ask the families from French playgroup and storytime to write to him as well....

5e.  It's been a week since the AF open house and I haven't done one darn tootin' thing about it (other than read Oui-Oui au pays des jouets to Griffin!).

5f.  My to-do list (lists) will not get any shorter if I keep adding projects instead of finishing the ones that are already in progress!  (And blogging about them only encourages me to procrastinate and pontificate rather than just do it.  Get off the computer already and go sort Gwyneth's clothes, Sarah!  She's 14 months old and her size-six-month dresses don't cover her tushie anymore.)

Tuesday, April 24, 2012

French for kids: my first official class (as a teacher!)

For six or seven years now this idea has been simmering: could I offer French classes for very young children?

Oui and non.  "Could" is the kicker--I have ideas, resources, storytime experience, teaching and tutoring experience, more ideas, even a kid-friendly basement space to hold the classes--but I'd have to put Griffin and Gwyneth in daycare another half-day a week, and I'm not willing to give up more time with them right now.   Once they're in school, though....

However, this doesn't mean that I can't dip my orteils in the eau.  In June, I will be teaching a four-session French class to two four-year-olds!  (I donated the lessons as a silent auction item at a fundraiser for WOW, our local children's museum.)

What a win-win situation: the high bidder--who was in fact the only bidder--gets a short course at a bargain price, we can claim a tax deduction for the full value of the lessons, and I am forced to stop wondering "what if...." and just do try it without the hassle of recruiting students!

The only major probleme with this: since it won't happen till June, that leaves me a month and a half to plan and replan and research and rethink the class!  It would actually be much easier to have to start teaching tomorrow.

(On the other hand, it gives me time to try out some ideas on Griffin and friends at French storytime and playgroup, plus an excuse to buy more puppets and French stuff for kids....)

In the meantime, two recent pictures of my inspiration for these efforts:





Wednesday, December 07, 2011

outgrowing French class? vive la difference!


"D'accord, maman, you can take a picture of me with Gwyneth, but I need to concentrate on my iPad game.  I'm too busy to smile right now.  I'm wearing my Tintin t-shirt and have my arm around ma petite soeur--that's as good as it's going to get."

For almost a year now, Griffin and I have off and on attended a small French class for preschoolers taught by a native speaker.  To my delight (and relief), he finally grew comfortable and confident enough to join in on the songs and dances and rhymes that the teacher led.  (My independent garçon has always resisted doing what people--namely his parents--want him to do, especially if it involves any sort of performing.   A shame, since he's quite the singer and dancer with us at home!)  But how much did he learn?

Here are my impressions of the first class, by the way.

The classes met once a week for 40 minutes for six weeks, and we signed up for four separate sessions, which means he's attended twenty-some classes, starting just after he turned three.  Although I grew less excited about them as the year progressed, I'm still glad we had the experience.  My decline in enthusiasm comes from the fact that each set of classes was more or less identical, not just in format, but in content as well.  It seems like each session had a class on clothing, on family members, on farm animals, on zoo animals, and on food.  Each time we "studied" farm animals, for example, we played with little figurines and did the same two puzzles (a barn and a cow).

And if Griffin hadn't already been a French speaker, this would have been fine, because we all need repetition to learn.  But since he already knew his numbers, letters, colors, and vocabulary for everyday life and what interests a toddler, he definitely didn't need the direct instruction with flashcards or the frequent repetition.  Moreover, he was usually the oldest child in the class, which meant he was more verbal to begin with.

We took about four months off class when I was massively pregnant and then after Gwyneth was born.  (But every now and then, Griffin would ask to have a French class at home!)  Coming back at the end of the year, we expected the class to have evolved and changed some.  However, I realized that the first class in November was going to be more or less a copy of the farm lesson, which meant the rest of the classes would probably be the same too.

Nevertheless, I wanted Griffin to keep attending, because having him listen to and interact with a native speaker for 40 minutes is so valuable to me.  (Plus, at four months, Gwyneth has been paying more and more attention to the world around her, so it wouldn't hurt to expose her to the teacher's words and songs!)


"If I could talk, I'd tell you that I love life and that the words on my onesie mean 'kisses'!"  

When I taught first-year French classes at Colorado State University, my classes would frequently be a melange of true beginners and people who had studied French or lived in a francophone country years before and students who had recently finished as many as six years of middle and high school French (and either failed the placement exam on their own or deliberately threw it so as to ensure an easy A in one of their courses).

My colleagues and I  would try to get the students who already knew the basics enrolled into other classes, but it didn't always work, leaving us with the challenge of keeping the experienced students interested but not intimidating the new ones who were pronouncing "hors-d'oeuvre" as "horse devour."
The solution?  Differentiated instruction.

Let's let Dr. Wikipedia tell us about this approach:

  • Differentiated instruction involves providing students with different avenues to acquiring content; to processing, constructing, or making sense of ideas; and to developing teaching materials so that all students within a classroom can learn effectively, regardless of differences in ability.[1]
  • Differentiated instruction, according to Carol Ann Tomlinson (as cited by Ellis, Gable, Greg, & Rock, 2008, p. 32), is the process of “ensuring that what a student learns, how he/she learns it, and how the student demonstrates what he/she has learned is a match for that student’s readiness level, interests, and preferred mode of learning”. Differentiation stems from beliefs about differences among learners, how they learn, learning preferences and individual interests (Anderson, 2007). "Research indicates that many of the emotional or social difficulties gifted students experience disappear when their educational climates are adapted to their level and pace of learning."[2] Differentiation in education can also include how a student shows that they have mastery of a concept. This could be through a research paper, role play, podcast, diagram, poster, etc. The key is finding how your students learn and displays their learning that meets their specific needs.

Full disclosure: This is hard as hell, I never did a very good job of it, and I deeply admire those who have learned how to meet their students' needs in this way.  Can you imagine doing this in, say, a class of 35 middle school math students, or a high school English class where the assessments include multiple-page essays to grade, when the teacher has four different classes to prepare for each and every day?  Chapeau, teachers.  They don't pay you enough.  Not nearly enough.

Anyway, back to Griffin's French class.  After watching, for the fourth time this year, Griffin give the plastic chicken figure back to the teacher when she asked for the poule,  I asked the teacher if she could modify how she spoke to Griffin in class.  Basically, I suggested that she use circumlocution and richer vocabulary when she addressed him--and she did!

For example, when she distributed colored cloths to the kids and then asked them to return them one color at a time, she would name the colors for the others ("donne-moi le tissu rouge") but say something like "donne-moi le tissu qui est la couleur des feuilles" [give me the cloth the color of leaves] when Griffin was holding the green one. 

While I'm still not sure that he acquired many more words and expressions in French this way--she still used vocabulary he was pretty familiar with--it did take his input from i+0* to i+, say, .25.  And I'm proud of myself for recognizing that something needed to change and finding a concrete solution that the teacher was receptive to.

The kiddos' Halloween costumes had nothing to do with French:
Griffin was a space shuttle and Gwyneth a chile pepper.

Here's my next idea: contact her to see if she would offer a class for preschoolers (ages three and four, rather than younger toddlers) who hear French on a regular basis.  I picture something more like a typical preschool class or playgroup, just with the activities, songs, and books in French, where the teacher can assume that the kids already know a lot of the lexicon, so that she doesn't need to explicitly teach the words for shoes, dogs, bread, and so on.

And if she can't, maybe I should....after all, that's basically what my francophone maman friends and I are doing with our French storytime!

* "i+1" is shorthand for "comprehensible input," e.g., input in the target language that includes some information that the student understands but is still challenging enough for them to stretch and thus learn new stuff.  "i+2" would be way over someone's head and thus very frustrating, while "i+0" indicates nothing new.  

Wednesday, June 01, 2011

French class at the maison--but just for Griffin (for now)

This post was written for inclusion in the May Blogging Carnival on Bilingualism.

When I began blogging about raising children with more than one language five years ago, I was still teaching French full-time at the university but growing frustrated by departmental politics, student apathy, and the lesson planning and grading that kept me up till midnight some evenings.  Recently married, my husband and I knew that we wanted children and wanted them to grow up with two languages, and I was already using exclusively French with my nephew and working as a private tutor for two preschool girls whose mom wanted them to learn French.

No surprise, then, that for years now I've thought about offering French classes for young children sometime down the road.  But when is "sometime down the road"?  I had thought it might be "sometime around right now"--my son Griffin is almost 3.5 years old, I'm working only part-time at the public library, I co-founded a successful French storytime that has given me more experience choosing materials and working with a group of young children, and Griffin and I have attended two six-week classes of French for preschoolers, which also provided me with lots of ideas and helped me refine what I would (and would not) do in such a class. 

In fact, Griffin has been asking me for "French class at the maison" once or twice a week, so we sit on the Tour Eiffel blanket and read, sing, draw, play games, and do worksheets, all in French.  (In other words, we basically do what we would do any other time, but call it French class!)  And for the past year, I've been writing articles for Multilingual Living about French immersion activities to do with young children.

My husband and I even had our basement finished last year with the goal of creating a playroom  to use eventually as a preschool classroom. (However, we had to contort the layout to accommodate the builder's strange decisions for plumbing, the furnace, and the water heater, and we ended up with a narrow, L-shaped playroom that won't be ideal for what I had in mind.)

And now I'm seven months pregnant and utterly exhausted.  We've put the French storytime on hiatus for the summer because even that feels like too much to take charge of these day.  (My co-founder is pregnant too!)  The thought of developing my own class from scratch, finding or making materials, recruiting students, keeping the house clean enough to invite strangers in (or finding another location to rent), and actually running a weekly or bi-weekly class for half a dozen Griffins while pregnant or while taking care of an infant makes me want to run to my bed and hide under the covers!

So while I'm feeling disappointed in myself, I also know that taking care of moi needs to be my top priority; otherwise nothing else will get taken care of either. 

In the meantime, I'll keep gathering ideas and materials, figuring out what works with Griffin and my nephew (and soon my niece, who is six months old and appears to enjoy my comptines and fingerplays), thinking about future storytimes, and having fun in "French class at the maison" with my delightful little boy while it's still just the two of us.

Have any of you tried private tutoring or offering classes to young children? What worked and what didn't?  (Here are three examples from two Spanish teachers, Jennifer and Annie, and a French tutor.)  What advice can you offer?  What would you want to see in such a class?  And for inspiration, check out my friend Dory's brand-new French immersion school/daycare for one to five-year-olds in Portland, Oregon, Atlas Academy, where I would send Griffin in a heartbeat if I could!

Monday, March 07, 2011

guest post: puppets, songs, and worksheets for preschool French

Meet Céline Mazoyer, a French native living in North Carolina who studied in France, Romania, England, and the US. She has a BA in English and an MA in Teaching French as a Foreign Language. She has taught middle and high school, given private lessons, and worked as an online coach and tutor for Auralog. And she and her Romanian husband are expecting their first child this summer, whom they plan to raise multilingually!

As I am very interested in learning more about teaching languages to preschoolers, I asked Céline if she'd be willing to tell us more about her tutoring sessions with two young brothers. Here's what she had to say, along with a sample lesson plan.

I have been working with two young boys (now two and a half and four years old) for a few months now to introduce them to the French language. Fayetteville, NC, is close to the very important army base Fort Bragg. Many people who live in town have had the opportunity to spend some time in Europe because of their job in the army. The boys' father works in the army and they spent a few years in Italy. They would like to go back to Europe and so their mom wanted to introduce the boys to a new language, either French or Italian, but she said she had difficulties finding a tutor.

We meet for an hour every week and here is what we did during our last lesson. It will give you an idea of what we like to do together.

I have tried since the beginning to install some routine and have been using a puppet to start our sessions. So we like to use Jerome, our snail puppet, with whom we introduce vocabulary and review the expressions we have learned. We usually say “bonjour,” “comment ça va,” “ça va bien” (which we learned here).

We have been introducing a few fruits’ names lately so we presented Jerome with some fruits (I used cards but it would be even better with plastic or real fruits) to see what he likes, allowing us to see “j’aime,” “je n’aime pas.” The boys may not repeat the words for the first time they hear it but I do not force them, it usually comes naturally when they are ready.

To continue working on fruits, we played a fruit bingo game with the eldest. The youngest brought a game that allowed us to reinforce the colors. He does not repeat the colors in French, and still barely knows them in English, so I just repeated them aloud as he was playing. This way he gets used to the sounds of French. Then his mom played some French music for him while I was working with the eldest.

I don’t do that very often, but this time I printed a couple of worksheets for him to choose from. On one we counted aloud in French to add fruits. So far we have learned to count up to ten, but the total number of fruits we had on our worksheet was much bigger. So I went up to “onze,” and after asking me what “onze” meant, he counted without difficulty with me up to “vingt,” twenty – which made me very proud! On the other worksheet we colored the biggest item given among the three; I am slowly introducing him to the difference between “petit” and “grand.

To finish we played one of our favorite songs of the moment “Tape, tape petites mains” that I introduced when learning about animals.

We had a great time! Our sessions really vary in activities depending on how the boys feel. It is really hard to keep the attention of children so young so I try to bring as much as I can to make sure we won’t get bored. Luckily our library has a French children’s book section and we are able to have a story time from time to time. I try to borrow books that match the topics we cover together and the boys’ interests. The last books I have borrowed were about dinosaurs; the boys are just fond of them right now and really love “Dinodor.

Their mom is doing a great job working with them during the week to reinforce what we see together, playing our songs, watching their favorite cartoons in French, which really makes a difference.

I really learn a lot every session we have together. It is so great seeing them both progress, getting more confident with the language and being able to pronounce words and expressions with a clearer accent than most adult learners! It is very impressive!

Merci mille fois, Céline! (By the way, I would love for my children to take lessons with you!)

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Did my son really ask for more French class?!

Oh joy! During lunch today, Griffin asked what we were going to do after his nap. (Imagine this conversation taking place in a mixture of French and English on his part and all French from me.)

"Can we go to Carl's house?"
"No, we already went to Carl's house today."
"Can we go to the children's museum?"
"No, we already went to the children's museum today." (It's where his French class takes place.)
"Can we go to French class?"
"No, we already went to French class today....well...wait...do you want to have French class at home?
"Can we play Memory in French class at home?"
"Sure!"
"Yeah! Let's have French class at home after my nap."

I LOVE this new-found enthusiasm!

Tuesday, February 01, 2011

têtu & timide

That's my son. Three years old, stubborn, and shy. This makes for a less-than-ideal combination for his first French class!

Our family has a membership at the local children's museum, WOW! World of Wonder, so we receive their regular newsletters. Imagine my delight when I saw that someone--a native speaker!--would be offering a French class there for preschoolers for a very reasonable price (six 40-minute lessons for $54).

And imagine my surprise and delight when my sister-in-law reported that my nephew Carl wanted to attend the demo class with us! I had visions of the boys singing and dancing and answering questions in French together with a native speaker and other adorable children.

Well, we all went to the demo class, and I was pleased with what the teacher covered, especially the hands-on interactive stuff (playing with puzzles while she narrated and described what they were doing, leading easy dance moves to French pop songs). But Griffin does everything his so-admired big cousin does, which means that when Carl lost interest Griffin stopped participating too.

But I signed Griffin up for the class anyway, thinking that even if it didn't turn out to be anything special it still was worth it for the exposure to a native speaker who is good with children.

We missed the first class last week because he had been puking, but managed to make it there last week. Only one other child, a girl, is enrolled, so it's almost as if he has a private French tutor for $12 an hour! However, he spent the first half of the class on my lap, refusing to dance, refusing to repeat words, refusing to answer the teacher's questions. Maman had quite a challenge to sit there quietly and not bug him to show off what he knows. She asked him how many shoes he has...he understands the question, he can count to twenty in French, and he can't even bring himself to utter "deux"!

At least he's consistent. He's definitely three years old: it's been all about the power struggles, the selective listening, the willful destruction, the removal of socks at inappropriate times for a few weeks now. Off and on for months, actually.

Anyway, at least I enjoyed the class (and took some mental notes about teaching French to preschoolers some day down the road), and he did finally climb off my lap and participate. While I still don't understand where the shyness comes from and why most of what he eventually said was in English, I think he enjoyed the class too. I'm glad we've got four more lessons to go to get him comfortable.

Friday, April 09, 2010

Now I miss teaching, darn it!

Fifteen minutes in front of a class of four-year-olds and I'm a goner. I'll admit it here: I miss teaching. (Except the grading papers part and the departmental politics and the too-common apathetic students with enormous feelings of entitlement.)

My (very) short stint as the preschool's resident expert on France was great fun. My "hook" was asking them what they had for breakfast, and then telling them that typically, kids in France don't have eggs and bacon and cereal for breakfast like their American counterparts. I passed around realistic-looking papier mache breads (baguette and croissant) and had them all cup their hands as if they were drinking hot chocolate out of a bowl. They were very impressed that French children can have hot chocolate for breakfast and don't have to drink it out of a mug. (Is this even true these days? It's been a while since I dined with a four-year-old in France.*)

They also seemed to enjoy squeezing the stuffed Eiffel Tower that I passed around the circle, and they were noisily appalled at the idea that cheese can also be made from goat and sheep's milk and that the French put extra mold in some of their cheese. On purpose!

And then when I taught them some very basic dance moves for "Sur le pont d'Avignon," they all willingly hooked elbows with a classmate and danced and bowed and curtsied when I told them to. (This is perhaps the greatest difference between teaching French to preschoolers and teaching French to college students. The most I ever managed was getting my French I students to grudgingly do the Hokey-Pokey when we studied the vocabulary for body parts. No way would they have hooked elbows to swing their partner. Especially since we were outside in the quad.)

Merci beaucoup to everyone who offered suggestions on what I could cover in my presentation!

*I'm not sure that I ever actually had a meal with a young child in France, actually. I'll have to remedy that next time I travel! Let me know if I can borrow your kid for lunch.

Tuesday, April 06, 2010

moi, the expert on France?

A friend has asked me to make a presentation about France to a class.

Her daughter's class.

Her daughter's preschool class.

Because I know more about the country than any of the parents in the class. (That makes me the local expert.)

So now on Friday morning I'm going to go try to get four-year-olds excited about France. I have 15 minutes, max. Any ideas?

I'm torn--I'd like to do something besides presenting the tired stereotypes of the Eiffel Tower, berets, baguettes, snails, and accordion music. (But I still want to pass around my stuffed Eiffel Tower and play songs for them.) And I don't want to spend a lot of time preparing this talk. (In other words, I won't be making crepes or individual French flags or mix CDs for each child.)

So here's what I'm planning so far:

--Teach bonjour/bonsoir/au revoir by walking in and out of the classroom and turning the lights off and on.
--Ask the kids what language that is and where it is spoken. Show them on a map of the world.
--Show them photos from calendars about sights in France, emphasizing that it's a small(ish) country that has Roman ruins, medieval villages, and high-tech modern architecture; cities and farms; ocean and mountains; and so on. Maybe show pictures of typical foods and see if the kids can identify them.
--Show a picture of a bridge again, and then play the folk song "Sur le pont d'Avignon," telling them what it's about, and then have them get up and link arms and dance in a circle while I play it again. (Here's a cute, short video of kids dancing to the song.)
--Review bonjour/bonsoir/au revoir, and then leave as they tell me "au revoir"!

I'll have Griffin with me, so it'll be interesting to see his reaction to this presentation! Maybe I should practice on Carl when I babysit him tomorrow, since he's four years old? Except that I am determined never to speak English to him! Let me know if you have any suggestions. Fifteen minutes just isn't long enough! This is why, some day, I would like to teach French classes for toddlers and preschoolers.

Sunday, January 17, 2010

cavorting with Carl--but no bugs allowed!

February 2006

In the months after Griffin entered our world and turned it topsy-turvy, I missed many things previously taken for granted--the sensation of being in control of my life, the very real possibility of seven or eight uninterrupted hours of sleep most nights, theatre and dinner dates with my hubby, bras not designed for lactation. But I also missed my Thursday afternoons with Carl (born January 31, 2006).

October 2006

We would sing and play and eat and take walks, all en francais! By the time Carl first bonked me on the head and pronounced it a "tete!" (head), I was a goner. Head over heels with my nephew and with the idea of helping him learn a second language. Imagine my delight when he was regularly saying two- and three-word sentences in French at 18 months!

March 2007

I had been taking care of my nephew one afternoon a week for almost two years. (In fact, I went into labor a couple of hours after coming home from Carl's house the day before Griffin was born, around the time that the following photo was taken!)

January 2008

Watching Carl was so valuable for me on so many levels--I learned what it was like to spend hours at a time with an infant, then a toddler; I developed more patience, persuasiveness, and creativity; I became the recipient of countless beaming grins and hugs, giggles and kisses, rocking chair cuddles and silly sing-alongs. And lucky me--I experienced all this while sharing and teaching and learning in French.

March 2008

But once Griffin arrived (January 26, 2008), I couldn't spend five hours at a time one-on-one with Carl. My afternoons of babysitting stopped, and with them, Carl's French "lessons" with me (as well as my intention to blog regularly--oh well. I'm back now!). Our families saw each other less often, and Griffin was usually the center of attention when we did get together. Carl's spoken language (in English) rocketed, and he started attending preschool.

French slipped to the side, though he never actually rebelled against it or wanted me to speak English to him instead. Throughout most of 2008 and 2009, when I did see him and speak French, he showed no interest in responding in French. (Now he's at the point where he'll announce, "I can speak some French," or sing "Frere Jacques," or inform me, "Tatie, that's a camion, not a voiture" when we're playing cars together.)

October 2008

A while back (don't ask me how long--the first 15 months or so of Griffin's life seem just a blur to me now), Elizabeth (Carl's mom, my husband's sister) and I decided to try to get the boys together once a week. She'd watch them for two hours at her house, and I'd have them the next week at mine. At first, these playdates were painful: Carl was frustrated that Griffin didn't/wouldn't do what he wanted him to; I was frustrated that both boys wouldn't sit quietly and let me read to them in French; Griffin was frustrated because Carl and I were frustrated. At times I would stare at the clock, amazed that only 45 minutes had passed, dismayed that I had to keep them entertained and me sane for over an hour longer. (I remain in awe of single parents, parents of muliples, parents who have one baby and one or more other children, in fact. You guys rock.)

January 2009

I remember one morning last year in particular, when Griffin was walking and talking and Carl was a preschooler. In a fit of optimism brought on by a rare full night's sleep and a pang when thinking about my days as a full-time university instructor, I planned out a French lesson for the boys, all about bugs. I gathered books about bugs (La chenille qui faisait des trous, a nonfiction imagerie called Les insectes), my hand-made puppets for teaching The Very Hungry Caterpillar, bug toys (a hand-me-down stuffed butterfly that giggles, a wooden caterpillar, a butterfly teether), nursery rhymes featuring bugs ("Elle a des pois sur son manteau"), songs about butterflies ("Papillon vole, vole, vole gracieusement" by Muriel), and so forth. Envisioning watching the boys "fly" around the house while chanting my favorite French rhyme about ladybugs...

Elle a des pois sur son manteau
Et deux antennes sur son chapeau
Des petites ailes
Pour se faire belle
C'est Madame la Coccinelle!
...thrilled me. I was going to be able to continue to teach French to Carl after all! Carl and Griffin would grow up speaking French together!

Well, that one morning flopped so spectacularly that I haven't deliberately tried to teach Carl anything since! He wouldn't even color the pictures of insects I had prepared, much less repeat vocabulary words after me, make the toy butterfly soar whenever he heard papillon in the butterfly song, or sit still while I read the caterpillar book aloud.

Still, Carl doesn't protest when I speak French to him--and he was visibly surprised and indignant when he realized that Griffin understands words and phrases that he doesn't! (Like when the three of us are reading together, and I ask where a certain thing is in the picture, and Griffin will point to it right away while Carl's still trying to figure out what I mean.)

April 2009
So I'll keep trying to make learning French fun but keep the didactic bits low-key around Carl for now. As Elizabeth has noted, something's working, because he does speak French (or talk about speaking French) now and then. If anything changes, I'll let you all know!
October 2009