Her mom didn’t want to come. “I don’t speak so good English,” she tells me. I try to explain that this is not a problem. “You can speak in Russian. She really wants you to come.” When A saw her mother, she begged. With her hands clasped in prayer, she pleaded, “Please!” The last thing I saw as I left was A erasing her name from the student-led conference sign-up sheet.
But, when I arrived at school today – her name was back on the schedule. When A arrived with her mom, I squealed in delight, “You came!” A was so proud. She glowed with joy as she shared her portfolio. As they thumbed through the pages they laughed and giggled.
As part of her conference, A was excited to show her mom the Brain Dance, a major component of our unit of inquiry on dance. And so they danced.