We made snowflakes out of coffee filters today in Intermediate Algebra. Sure, we tied some math to it, but mostly I wanted to give these kids a chance to do something that I did probably every single winter growing up. More and more I realize what a privileged childhood I had. And I want to give some of those childhood experiences to my students, because they might not get them anywhere else.
Plus, I wanted snowflakes all over my classroom.
When we first started, I think the kids were a little confused. But I turned on some holiday music, gave them some snowflake-making tips, and off they went. Soon enough, I kept hearing, “Mrs. Peterson! Look at this one! Do you like this pattern?!” It was Christmastime bliss.
Towards the end of class, a boy raised his hand. “Mrs. Peterson, can I tell J something?”
Not knowing where he was going with this, I said, “As long as it’s nice.”
He turned to J and said: “That snowflake’s the s***.”
I know I wasn’t supposed to laugh at that, but I couldn’t hold it in. J was very pleased by this, too.
One of my calc girls heard that we were making snowflakes in 6th hour and offered to come after school to hang them up. Obviously, I took her up on that. The room looks absolutely festive now and I can’t wait to see the look on my kids’ faces when they come back to school on Monday.
Before calc girl left, she gave me this kind note:
Happy Thanksgiving, everyone! Wishing you a beautiful holiday season.