Showing posts with label where the wild things are. Show all posts
Showing posts with label where the wild things are. Show all posts

22.10.09

When a Classroom Lesson Does Not Go As Planned: Where the Wild Things Are


Notes from my teacher diary on a lesson that went south:
Human nature is funky. Take Max, from the Sendak story: brazen and ferocious, ruler over the beasts. Example: stretch your brain and your brain bleeds. The kids become restless. The Wild Things pervade. I forgot to get the book to read to my students and therefore the entire lesson faltered a bit. I wonder sometimes if words can ever be restored; can a word marry itself with unadulterated passion? Can Max ever reconcile the beast-logic with home?