Meditations on a Cogen (No. 20) • Thursday, March 17, 2022

During the 2021-22 school year, I’m having weekly co-generative dialogues (or cogens) with my students. In an effort to help me process these talks and document progress, I summarize and write reflections after each cogen. This is the 20th post in the series.

New members
I’m starting to get used to the cyclical nature of my cogens. It’s been a privilege to have had this so many sessions with so many willing students this year. Today I welcome my 5th cohort and four new members. Four kids from my outgoing cohort join us for their last official session. Another cogen student from the fall also shows up and brings a friend with her from period 1. That makes nine students. The table — meant for six — bulges. The chairs sprawl outwards in all directions.

As the snacks start disappearing from the table and into the hands and mouths of hungry teenagers, I eye the newcomers and give them an overview of the space and formally reveal its name: “cogenerative dialogue” or simply “cogen.” At this point, my introductory speel seems routine for me. I find this comforting.

Infinite Levels debrief
We played our board game, Infinite Levels, for two days this week. We reflect on it for about 10 minutes, hearing from my coteachers and students who were players. I wrote a separate post about the experience and our debrief today.

Seeking variety
I had a few talking points for the crew today, but they were all thrown out the window when — out of nowhere — a student remarked, “Mister, exams and quizzes make up most of our grade. I think we should have more variety to our grade than just those two things.” She says this politely, but still catches me off guard. What’s even wilder is that she says it smack in the middle of our discussion of Infinite Levels. Talk about a curveball.

To be fair, there are other assignments that contribute to students’ grades in our class. I would also like to add that, despite the thoughtfulness and honesty of the remark, context matters. The student who made it — someone who was part of a previous cohort — hasn’t done much of what I’ve asked of her recently and is struggling to pass. That said, it’s clear that it’s been on her mind for a while and I want to honor that. I ask her to elaborate and listen with open ears. Her status in class notwithstanding, she makes a good point; I sense a worthwhile conversation looming and advance towards it. I ask the rest of the cogen what they think.

Groupthink could be at play — especially at such a large cogen — but every student agrees. They would appreciate more diversity in the grade book. I explain the purpose of exams and quizzes being weighted so heavily: their grade must be reflective of their knowledge of Algebra 2, and not biased judgments of abstract things like participation or “classwork.”

As our dialogue matures, we start transitioning to possible solutions. One student’s suggestion makes me think of the “Turn In” assignments I did last year during remote learning. These weekly assignments were distributed on Monday, due Friday, and were formally graded like an exam. They could also be edited and resubmitted throughout the week after receiving feedback from me. The students think this is a good idea.

Another idea that’s brought up is to allow retakes for quizzes. Right now, retakes are available only for exams. Quizzes are only one question and are based on what we learn on the day it’s administered. If retakes are allowed for quizzes, I share a concern about students bombing their initial attempt because they know they can retake it for a higher grade. The students quickly shoot this down. Why would someone voluntarily mess up on a quiz only to sacrifice time and energy to come after school and attend tutoring to fix it? My crew also points out that if students wanted to do this, I would have witnessed it on our exams already (which I haven’t).

As we reach time, I go around and ask, as of now, which of the two options students prefer. Retake quizzes earn about 70% of the vote. In the end, perhaps students don’t want another assignment; they just want another avenue to improve their grades. We don’t reach a final answer on the issue, but I vow to take action on it in the coming weeks. I make eye contact with my new cogen members; this will probably be the first issue we address together.

One last option — which never reaches the ears of the students because I think about it after the cogen — is to take a mastery-based (or standards-based) grading approach to the quizzes. Quizzes usually show up in batches of 3-4 in the days leading up to an exam. Each quiz is based on a single concept, matches that of the exam, and helps assess where students are on the unit objectives. Here’s my idea: What if, after the unit exam, I retroactively adjust students’ quiz grades to reflect their understanding of the concepts based on their performance on the exam? This way, if a student demonstrates a higher level of understanding of a concept on the exam (i.e. they learn after they take a quiz), their grade doesn’t suffer as a result of a low quiz grade on that same concept. I’ve been meaning to test drive this idea for months now. This cogen and our conversation today might be the push I need to finally make it happen. It would be especially good to try it this spring in preparation for next year.

A colleague
On my out of the building today, I run into the English 9 teacher at the copy machine. We’ve spoken on and off about my cogen work. She even attended a couple of my cogens last year during remote learning. She’s been telling me for awhile that she’s been wanting to do one with her students.

Well, today she did! She met with her students for 45 minutes after school and was thrilled about how it went. We hang around for a few minutes talking about how her students were selected, how the cogen aided her planning, and what’s next for them as a group.

Little did I know it, but our respective cogens were running in parallel today. I’m so happy for her and her kids. And, if I’m being honest, I’m happy for me too: now I have someone to talk to about all my cogening!

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The Infinite Levels Board Game

Last month, as a result of my ongoing cogenerative dialogues, me and my students coplanned and cotaught a lesson. It was nothing fancy, but I was so excited about how it went that I asked the next cohort of cogen students if they wanted to plan and teach a lesson with me. They were game! And I say that literally because we ended up designing an actual board game to play with the class. We called it Infinite Levels.

“Infinite Levels” board game

Gameplay consists of players rolling a die to make their way around a large infinity sign. Players land on spaces marked with a 1, 2, 3, or 4, which denote the level of problem they must answer to earn points (5, 10, 15, or 20 points, respectively). There are also “blackout” spaces (no points can be earned if landed on them) and “Second Chance” spaces (earns the player a card that is akin to a “Get out of Jail Free” in Monopoly; they get another try at answering the problem that they initially answered wrong). Players can steal problems from other players, too. The goal of Infinite Levels is simple: earn the most points. Each of four the tables in the room ran its own stand-alone game; my cogen students prepped all the materials the day before.

I documented the design process of the game with my most recent Meditations posts. Let me tell you — what a ride! Having never created anything like it before from scratch, I underestimated how much work and how many decisions we would need to make. From the game board, to player movement, to content, to implementation, there was a lot for us to consider and then reconsider.

We decided to play over the course of two days. This would give us enough time to really settle into the game. To explain the rules to the class, one of my coteachers created this slide:

Rules for Infinite Levels, as created by a cogen student

The extra time we spent on the details of the game paid off because, after some initial hiccups, it didn’t take long for the class to get into the flow of the game. As my coteachers and I floated to check solutions, there was a noticeable buzz in the air. Several students got so into it that they even stood up while they played. Some groups were laid back and others were fiercely competitive. It was all good fun. All the problems were selected by me and based on recent concepts we learned, so some groups naturally needed more scaffolding than others in solving them. My coteachers and I had the answer key and provided hints when necessary.

Cogen students introducing the game
Playing!


On the exit tickets, we asked the classes to rate playing Infinite Levels on a scale of 1-10 (1 = horrible, 10 = amazing). The average rating was 8.1. Not bad! Here was some specific feedback the students gave us:

  • I liked the fairness everyone gets when tryng to solve the problems
  • I liked the extra turn we got if the original team got it wrong
  • I really liked having fun with a little competition
  • I liked how it refreshed my mind on older topics
  • There should be a time limit on answerng the problems, like 3-5 minutes
  • There should be drawings on the board, it was just plain
  • The game should have more variety of problems

A few days later, at our next cogen, I asked my coteachers and a few other students about how they thought the game went. They echoed much of what was on the exit tickets. We agreed that timers were needed for each table to keep the game moving along. When we were designing Infinite Levels, we talked about having a space where a player would get points from other players (similar to how the “Collect $50 from each player” card works in Monopoly), but forgot to include it in the final version of the game. That would have been a nice twist. When I asked whether they would like to play again, everyone nodded without hesitation. One of my coteachers recommended that I get the boards laminated for future play, which was a great idea. I can totally see us playing again once Regents prep starts.

I must say, it was only the second time, but coteaching with students is kind of catching on. Students are starting to see that it’s a thing and I’m definitely enjoying it. Given these last two lessons have been based on a game and not tied to any particular Algebra 2 topic, I would like to coplan a lesson or series of lessons around a specific topic with my cogen students. Logarithms and polynomial long division immediately come to mind, both of which we’ll be studying in a few weeks. Focusing on a particular topic would require more content-specific planning from us, but it would provide a nice challenge for the cogen. We could even co-author a lesson plan for it, too, which would add depth to our planning.

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I Breathed Deeply this Week

By Friday, I was still reaching for it. Before first period began or right after eating my lunch, I had an urge to make sure I had it on. After two years, the act became instinctual, but after a week I figured I might be able to shake the impulse. I was wrong.

I’m talking about my facemask, of course. After New York City Public Schools made masks optional this week, the mental and emotional fatigue that came with wearing mine drove me to unmask Monday morning and not look back. (I never actually reached into the basket on my desk to retrieve it this week, but I came close several times.) I willingly and conscientiously followed every Covid guideline during the last two years. But now, well, I’m just over it. Teaching with muffled words, tasting cloth every time I sucked in air, and pinching my mask over the bridge of my nose every 5 minutes isn’t appealing to me anymore. I felt “face naked,” as I told my students this week, but it was liberating. Not only could I breathe deeper and clearer, but I could do so with a relaxed mind. Plus, after being smashed to face and throat for so long, my beard reveled in its newfound independence.

It didn’t come as a total shock that I was in the minority. Most students and staff at my school retained their masks. The number of fully unmasked (and partially unmasked) individuals narrowly increased as the week went on, but the number remained fairly constant as of yesterday.

When I got word last week that the mandate was going to be lifted, I began thinking a lot about how my students would react. In addition to masking for personal safety and for the safety of their families, one aspect of unmasking that I don’t think is talked about enough now that mandates are dropping is the social consequences it holds for students. In other words, I suspect that many of my students continued to mask this week for purely social reasons.

For teenagers, their image is everything. And between cameraless Zoom sessions and wearing a mask, many of them haven’t been fully seen in an academic context for two years. A pimple or a bad hair day is enough to keep them home from school, so I knew many of them weren’t going to ditch their masks the instant they had the option to do so. And I don’t blame them at all. There’s simply too much on the line. Their mask offers them protection. It’s a social safeguard that shields them from pointing fingers and gossip. It maintains their self-confidence and social capital. Over time, as more kids slowly reveal their noses and then chins, it will become less necessary for them to attend to this social dimension of unmasking, but that’ll take some time.

For those who unmasked with me week, it was heavenly to be able to see them and interact with no barriers between us. It was strange and even laughable seeing each other’s faces, but I sorely missed this foundational element of teaching. As I savored occupying unsanctioned space with them in the classroom, hallways, and cafeteria, I thought back to the spring of 2020. It was then that remote learning introduced an unnatural and immeasurable distance between us. It took two years, a lot of stress, and many intermediate measures for that distance to be closed. The journey back started a year ago with optional in-person learning that included masks, real social distancing, and plexiglass. Then there was fall 2021 with full in-person learning with pretend social distancing and masks. In December, when the Omicron bomb went off, remote learning scared the hell out of me by dragging us back to its dark lair for a week. Fortunately, when we returned in January, at-home testing ramped up, and attendance improved. Lifting the mask mandate was the last straw.

Others have the right to feel differently this week, but I was rejoicing. Seeing (some of) my students in their entirety again — and also being seen by them — was vitally important to me and my teaching. So while I still may have the occasional urge to reach for my mask, I’m feeling relieved and restored. Thus, the deep breaths I took in my classroom these last five days did more than fill my lungs with unfiltered air, they filled my heart and my pedagogy with unfiltered hope. We’re getting closer.

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I breathed deeply this week

By Friday, I was still reaching for it. Before first period began or right after eating my lunch, I had an urge to make sure I had it on. After two years, the act became instinctual, but after a week I figured I might be able to shake the impulse. I was wrong.

I’m talking about my facemask, of course. After New York City Public Schools made masks optional this week, the mental and emotional fatigue that came with wearing mine drove me to unmask Monday morning and not look back. (I never actually reached into the basket on my desk to retrieve it this week, but I came close several times.) I willingly and conscientiously followed every Covid guideline during the last two years. But now, well, I’m just over it. Teaching with muffled words, tasting cloth every time I sucked in air, and pinching my mask over the bridge of my nose every 5 minutes isn’t appealing to me anymore. I felt “face naked,” as I told my students this week, but it was liberating. Not only could I breathe deeper and clearer, but I could do so with a relaxed mind. Plus, after being smashed to face and throat for so long, my beard reveled in its newfound independence.

It didn’t come as a total shock that I was in the minority. Most students and staff at my school retained their masks. The number of fully unmasked (and partially unmasked) individuals narrowly increased as the week went on, but the number remained fairly constant as of yesterday.

When I got word last week that the mandate was going to be lifted, I began thinking a lot about how my students would react. In addition to masking for personal safety and for the safety of their families, one aspect of unmasking that I don’t think is talked about enough now that mandates are dropping is the social consequences it holds for students. In other words, I suspect that many of my students continued to mask this week for purely social reasons.

For teenagers, their image is everything. And between cameraless Zoom sessions and wearing a mask, many of them haven’t been fully seen in an academic context for two years. A pimple or a bad hair day is enough to keep them home from school, so I knew many of them weren’t going to ditch their masks the instant they had the option to do so. And I don’t blame them at all. There’s simply too much on the line. Their mask offers them protection. It’s a social safeguard that shields them from pointing fingers and gossip. It maintains their self-confidence and social capital. Over time, as more kids slowly reveal their noses and then chins, it will become less necessary for them to attend to this social dimension of unmasking, but that’ll take some time.

For those who unmasked with me week, it was heavenly to be able to see them and interact with no barriers between us. It was strange and even laughable seeing each other’s faces, but I sorely missed this foundational element of teaching. As I savored occupying unsanctioned space with them in the classroom, hallways, and cafeteria, I thought back to the spring of 2020. It was then that remote learning introduced an unnatural and immeasurable distance between us. It took two years, a lot of stress, and many intermediate measures for that distance to be closed. The journey back started a year ago with optional in-person learning that included masks, real social distancing, and plexiglass. Then there was fall 2021 with full in-person learning with pretend social distancing and masks. In December, when the Omicron bomb went off, remote learning scared the hell out of me by dragging us back to its dark lair for a week. Fortunately, when we returned in January, at-home testing ramped up, and attendance improved. Lifting the mask mandate was the last straw.

Others have the right to feel differently this week, but I was rejoicing. Seeing (some of) my students in their entirety again — and also being seen by them — was vitally important to me and my teaching. So while I still may have the occasional urge to reach for my mask, I’m feeling relieved and restored. Thus, the deep breaths I took in my classroom these last five days did more than fill my lungs with unfiltered air, they filled my heart and my pedagogy with unfiltered hope. We’re getting closer.

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