This year’s fifth graders are in for the loong haul because they have to get ready for sixth grade next year and do their best fifth grade work. Fifth graders are going to go over to Middle School several times so that they can get a taste from their guides and teachers on what sixth grade is all about. Their guides are carefully chosen based on similarities so that they can have the best possible experience in sixth grade. The fifth graders first experience is going to a Middle School assembly to just have a little "lick" of the whole ice cream cone of the transition. A Middle School advising group gave us a fun presentation. After that fifth graders spend three classes in sixth grade to see what the teachers are like and to get a taste of what’s ahead. It then builds up gradually until the ice cream cone is empty and you are ready for sixth grade! I’m Julia reporting from 4-5 with the updates from school.
-Julia
From what I can tell from my son Miles (Owen Anderson's older brother), who was in 6th grade this year, there's only one thing you need to know about why 6th grade rocks: The Cafe. That, and "free" periods. Then again, Miles isn't an entirely reliable witness: for instance, he has never adequately explained to me why there is a placard above the entrance to the Middle School that echoes the sinister lines from the Italian writer Dante's celebrated long poem, The Inferno, " "Lasciate ogne speranza, voi ch'intrate" (Translation, "Abandon All Hope, Ye Who To Enter Here.") Perhaps all that one needs to remember is that the Inferno is followed by Purgatorio (Purgatory), and then, ultimately, the Paradiso (Heaven). In other words, though Middle School may well look a bit infernal from the outside at the onset--it's perfectly reasonable to be a bit apprehensive--and there are likely to be some trying moments or adjustments, there is a legitimate ground for imagining that it leads to a better place--in this case, an Edenic place. One of the things I like about works of art such as Dante's is that they let me know that I am not alone, that where I am others have been before, and that what I feel others have felt before. How do you imagine Middle School? Where do you think it leads?
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