Rebecca Campbell-Stanford

Viterbo College University

EDU-426

Inst. Terisa Folaron

May 25,2021

AAL- African American Language (AAL) shows variation and differences from other varieties of American English along two main dimensions, the sound (phonological) system and the grammar (morphosyntactic) system. These differences are systematic and are a result of the origin and continued development of AAL. All language varieties throughout the world exhibit a range of features, some related to sound, while others being related to the structure of a variety. AAL has many features that are shared with other American English varieties, while also containing features that are unique to AAL. Kendall, Tyler, Jason McLarty, and Brooke Josler. 2018. Retrieved 05/25/21.

This World is full of different cultures and languages. The American- American cultural has gone through a transition of what it means to be “Black,” in America and the language is no acception. This AAL begin with our African ancestors, who didn’t understand English, but over time many blacks learned the form of a socially acceptable form of language. Even though blacks willing learned the English, The AA communities has always been distinitive that only many black can embrace and understand it than and now. 

The Black American English now is know as Ebonics, because know to many other cultures in 1990’s. When africans were brought from Africa they weren’t taught to speak English, so they came up with their own language which was Creole English; also known to many as pidgin. Pidgin is a simplified language made between two or more groups of people, who have language in common. Their are many people who believe Ebonics is gutter language or slang, but it’s not, it’s a group of African Americans culture language. This is the language were Rap, Rappers uae in their music.

Rebecca Campbell-Stanford

Viterbo College University 

Educ. 426

Inst. Terisa Folaron

May 25,2021

I learned how to write when I was age two-three years old at home and in elementary school. I was about five when I actually started writing letters. My teacher would have us write from books, and other materials she would have, using other things also in class like paper letters for tracer making the letters correctly. What I found hard for me to write was cursive, and making the words correct and to connect the letters together. I can remember my oldest sister making us write from the Newspaper, when we would get her upset, lol. Now to be truthful I am not the best writer, and I'm still working on this area.

I used to ask my teacher in school, “why do I have to learn writing?” One of my teachers would say just write Rebecca;  however when I went to fifth grade my teacher told me why writing was so important. He stated the writing is a very crucial part of the learning process, because when you write we consolidate our understanding by going deep into thought. Well that was than and still now I still struggle with writing. I have gotten better at writing, but not one of my strong areas. 

 

 

Retold The Three Little Pigs

Written by: Alma, Larry, and Rebecca

Back in the day there lived this Moms that had three Lil shawties, Ace, Double D, and Tre they lived with her off the woods in a shack. It came at a time when she didn’t have enough crumbs to feed the shawties. Since they were hogs now she told the Lil shawties that it was time to bounce, and to be on their own. However, before she said peace out to her shawties, she gave them a noggin full of info about that, “Big Dirty Dog.”  Now Big Dirty Dog, who loved catching and gobbling hogs up as grub lived deep in the woods. Moms warned them to keep their eyes open, and to be on point at all times. When she finished rapping to them she said deuces!

Now the first Lil shawty Ace, decided to chill over yonder way not far from mom's pad, he found some straw and used it to build his crib. After he finished his crib he sat in his yard chillin near the door of his straw house. As he daydreamed, he heard a noise behind his crib, quickly standing he peeped, Big Dirty Dog, creeping around the crib. Lil Shawty Ace, skipped inside, and locked his door, piecing together his next move. That's when Big Dirty Dog kicked on the door, yapping Lil shawty, Lil shawty let a brotha in. Lil Shawty Ace, hollered back, moved around Big Dirty Dog! So Big Dirty Dog said if you won’t let a brotha in Lil Shawty, I will Snap, crackle and pop on you and bring this crib down. Lil Shawty Ace, said move around Big Dirty, but before he could finish he heard Big Dirty Dog, snapping crackling and popping and the crib came down. Now Lil shawty Ace, was faster than Big Dirty Dog, he skipped out the back window before Big Dirty Dog had popped and hit-it to his Bro’s crib, Lil shawty Double D.  

The second Lil Shawty was Double D.  Double D was sure he had built a house of sticks that the Big Dirty Dog couldn’t snap, crackle and pop.  After he finished building his house he was ready to turn up and cut a rug.  He had his drink in his red cup and his music blasting and he was ready.  When all of a sudden he heard a knock at the door that sounded like the popos. He turns the music down in a jiffy and hears the voice of a scary his bro Lil shawty Ace.  Lil Double D with a snap of his finger he swung the door open with no time to lose.  Lil shawty Ace, ran in the door gasping for air and couldn't talk. Lil Shawty Double D, offered him a drink, but by that time there was another knock at the door.  Lil shawty Double D changed his voice saying “Who that,” to trick Big Dirty Dog. Well Big Dirty Dog replies with, “It's me your homie from around the way.”  Lil shawty Double D replies, “I don't have a homie around the way, and flee like a Bee because no grub for you will we be. That Big Dirty Dog said I’m not going anywhere not until I get my grub on.  He told them If you don't open this door I'm going to snap, crackle, and pop on this crib and bring it down. Lil Shawty Double D was snapping saying “I’d like to see you do it”.  So Big Dirty Dog snapped, crackled, and popped his crib down.  Before Big Dirty Dog could pop Lil shawty Ace and Lil shawty Double D, ran like bats out of hell to Lil shawty Tre’s crib for safety.    

 

The Third Lil Shawty Tre, took time to build his crib on a firm foundation with bricks. Lil shawty Tre, was preparing stew for dinner he only had veggies no meat. So he started a big stew pot filled with water and placed it on the fire.  That’s when he heard some commotion outside, he peeped through the curtains of his front window and saw his two Bros being chased by Big Dirty Dog. That musty hound was running down the road on his Bros heels to his crib. Lil Shawty Tre hurried and opened the door for his Bros, and slammed the door in the nick of time. That’s when Big Dirty Dog yelled out, I will snap, crackle and pop on you Shawties, if you don’t open this door. However, the three Lil Shawties, who were on the other side of the door, snapped back. 

The three Shawties said check this out Dirty Dog, yo eyes may shine, and your grill may glitter, but these Lil Shawtie you ain’t gonna get. Then the Big Dirty Dog, yelled out saying a brotha stomach is hitting his back, and my choppers are ready to smack. So he started to snap, crackle and pop, but nothing happened, and did it again, and again but nothing happened. The three shawty were inside with no fear at all, for they knew their bro crib was strong and wouldn’t fall. So Double D, knowing old Dirty Dog, wouldn’t give up and would try the only opening to the crib which was the chimney. As he thought more about it he started putting the veggies in the stew pot, now the water was boiling over the fire hotter than hot. 

That Big Dirty dog realized he couldn’t snap, crackle and pop the house down. He decided to go up on the roof top and come down the chimney like the Grinch. Big Dirty Dog, did as he thought he started down okay, but he lost a crip coming down the chimney not able to stop, and fell into the boiling pot of water with the veggies. The three Lil Shawties slammed the Lid on tight, and gave thanks to God for the meat that landed in the pot. After the three Lil shawties gave thanks, and each other dap; they set back chillin watching the playoffs games on tube, slippin on kool-aid, and eating beef dog veggie stew.

 The End. 

Retold The Three Little Pigs

Written by: Alma, Larry, and Rebecca

Back in the day there lived this Moms that had three Lil shawties, Ace, Double D, and Tre they lived with her off the woods in a shack. It came at a time when she didn’t have enough crumbs to feed the shawties. Since they were hogs now she told the Lil shawties that it was time to bounce, and to be on their own. However, before she said peace out to her shawties, she gave them a noggin full of info about that, “Big Dirty Dog.”  Now Big Dirty Dog, who loved catching and gobbling hogs up as grub lived deep in the woods. Moms warned them to keep their eyes open, and to be on point at all times. When she finished rapping to them she said deuces!

Now the first Lil shawty Ace, decided to chill over yonder way not far from mom's pad, he found some straw and used it to build his crib. After he finished his crib he sat in his yard chillin near the door of his straw house. As he daydreamed, he heard a noise behind his crib, quickly standing he peeped, Big Dirty Dog, creeping around the crib. Lil Shawty Ace, skipped inside, and locked his door, piecing together his next move. That's when Big Dirty Dog kicked on the door, yapping Lil shawty, Lil shawty let a brotha in. Lil Shawty Ace, hollered back, moved around Big Dirty Dog! So Big Dirty Dog said if you won’t let a brotha in Lil Shawty, I will Snap, crackle and pop on you and bring this crib down. Lil Shawty Ace, said move around Big Dirty, but before he could finish he heard Big Dirty Dog, snapping crackling and popping and the crib came down. Now Lil shawty Ace, was faster than Big Dirty Dog, he skipped out the back window before Big Dirty Dog had popped and hit-it to his Bro’s crib, Lil shawty Double D.  

The second Lil Shawty was Double D.  Double D was sure he had built a house of sticks that the Big Dirty Dog couldn’t snap, crackle and pop.  After he finished building his house he was ready to turn up and cut a rug.  He had his drink in his red cup and his music blasting and he was ready.  When all of a sudden he heard a knock at the door that sounded like the popos. He turns the music down in a jiffy and hears the voice of a scary his bro Lil shawty Ace.  Lil Double D with a snap of his finger he swung the door open with no time to lose.  Lil shawty Ace, ran in the door gasping for air and couldn't talk. Lil Shawty Double D, offered him a drink, but by that time there was another knock at the door.  Lil shawty Double D changed his voice saying “Who that,” to trick Big Dirty Dog. Well Big Dirty Dog replies with, “It's me your homie from around the way.”  Lil shawty Double D replies, “I don't have a homie around the way, and flee like a Bee because no grub for you will we be. That Big Dirty Dog said I’m not going anywhere not until I get my grub on.  He told them If you don't open this door I'm going to snap, crackle, and pop on this crib and bring it down. Lil Shawty Double D was snapping saying “I’d like to see you do it”.  So Big Dirty Dog snapped, crackled, and popped his crib down.  Before Big Dirty Dog could pop Lil shawty Ace and Lil shawty Double D, ran like bats out of hell to Lil shawty Tre’s crib for safety.    

 

The Third Lil Shawty Tre, took time to build his crib on a firm foundation with bricks. Lil shawty Tre, was preparing stew for dinner he only had veggies no meat. So he started a big stew pot filled with water and placed it on the fire.  That’s when he heard some commotion outside, he peeped through the curtains of his front window and saw his two Bros being chased by Big Dirty Dog. That musty hound was running down the road on his Bros heels to his crib. Lil Shawty Tre hurried and opened the door for his Bros, and slammed the door in the nick of time. That’s when Big Dirty Dog yelled out, I will snap, crackle and pop on you Shawties, if you don’t open this door. However, the three Lil Shawties, who were on the other side of the door, snapped back. 

The three Shawties said check this out Dirty Dog, yo eyes may shine, and your grill may glitter, but these Lil Shawtie you ain’t gonna get. Then the Big Dirty Dog, yelled out saying a brotha stomach is hitting his back, and my choppers are ready to smack. So he started to snap, crackle and pop, but nothing happened, and did it again, and again but nothing happened. The three shawty were inside with no fear at all, for they knew their bro crib was strong and wouldn’t fall. So Double D, knowing old Dirty Dog, wouldn’t give up and would try the only opening to the crib which was the chimney. As he thought more about it he started putting the veggies in the stew pot, now the water was boiling over the fire hotter than hot. 

That Big Dirty dog realized he couldn’t snap, crackle and pop the house down. He decided to go up on the roof top and come down the chimney like the Grinch. Big Dirty Dog, did as he thought he started down okay, but he lost a crip coming down the chimney not able to stop, and fell into the boiling pot of water with the veggies. The three Lil Shawties slammed the Lid on tight, and gave thanks to God for the meat that landed in the pot. After the three Lil shawties gave thanks, and each other dap; they set back chillin watching the playoffs games on tube, slippin on kool-aid, and eating beef dog veggie stew.

 The End. 

I will begin with gathering data from my students to see a sample of their writing.  I will ask them about anything they would like to write about.  That will allow me to learn their writing style and where they are at in their writing skills.  Building up confidence is very important.  I can also give them small tasks to write about to help build their confidence about writing as they become better at writing.  We will write together as a class.  I will explain to them about an Essay I would like them to write and will start with the first paragraph together.  I will explain what all should be in that first paragraph.

The summary is that teaching humans is not an exact science. Providing students with facts doesn’t mean they will be smart. Intelligence is not defined by facts but how much you are willing to learn. 

My analysis is that we as teachers need to be flexible and encourage our students to embrace not having the perfect answer. Because everyone is an individual, we have to be able to work with the students according to their learning style. We must also understand that factual information can be layered with many different things and not just one acceptable answer.

https://www.cultofpedagogy.com/gray-area/

Head start I was so excited to start school. The name of the school at the time was 20th street school. I lived on 22nd street and the school was within walking distance from my house. The school building looked so huge to me but I wasn't scared to enter the building. My grandma dropped me off the first day of school. As I looked around the classroom, everything seemed so interesting. There were some crying children and I went over to comfort them by saying their mommy would come back to pick them up. I remember coloring on paper that day for some kind of picture. 

As I got older I enjoyed watching my grandma Floyd sign her name on checks, etc. I would watch her carefully move the pen across the paper. One day I asked her to sign. I pretended that I was her and traced over her signature. The second memory I have was having to write a book report in elementary school. The paper required information like title, author, illustrator and information about the book. I thought this was a lot of information and hard work but in reality it wasn't.

In middle school and high school I found myself taking a lot of notes in all subjects. At that time I had different classrooms for each subject. Those notes came in handy when studying for tests. In my mind I was a good note taker but as an adult I’m not sure if there is a such thing as “good notes”. Now I write down everything I do from grocery lists, bills, gift lists and anything else. Writing helps me to remember and reflect on things that have happened in my life.

I love to write. Being a teacher in the Milwaukee Public School System I have seen teachers help their students develop great writing skills. We need more teachers willing to set a priority on writing and grammar skills. Currently our students are struggling in this area and could use our help. 

Martin Luther King Elementary was the first school I worked at. Ms. Quinn was a first grade teacher that had an amazing style for teaching writing skills. She taught them everything from how to hold the pencil correctly, putting together simple sentences, capitalization and punctuation. She even taught them how to write neatly on lined paper. I was so impressed by what she did for those students. I also liked watching Mr. Fry. Mr. Fry was working with students on how to write in cursive. He felt it was important for our students to know how to sign legal documents even though technology has introduced different ways to write a signature. 

In the current age of technology, people often communicate through text messages, or direct messages from their tablet, phone or computer. You aren't really required to know or understand abbreviations or proper spelling because the technology corrects everything for you. 

I try to incorporate the things I learned from Mr. Fry and Ms. Quinn by having my students complete a writing prompt everyday. In the beginning they hated it, but now they understand that it was to help them improve their writing skills.

A long time ago back N da daz there was this wolf that   was thryna wolf 

up his granny or nana a cake.  He was feelin a little sick dat day.   He realized he aint got no sugar so he thought he  would get some from the homie next door.  He knocked on the door of  little dude house made of straw.  Hey bro he said in the midst of him tryna ask lil dude for some sugar,  He huffed and puffed a big sneeze came out and blew lil dude house down.  Lil bro fell dead so Wolf ate him.   Then Wolf  man went over  to the other brother house that was made of sticks to ask for some sugar from that brother.  Wolf man ranged the bell and called out  ¨ hey bro, hey bro¨.  Dat brother said ¨get go on and get wolf I am pulling the hairs out of my chinny chin chin.¨  Wolf felt a sneeze coming.  He huffed and puffed that house fell down too.  So the wolf ate that pig too.  The wolf still needed sugar for his cake he wanted to bake for his granny.  He decided to go to the other brother on the block or in the hood.  Wolf  knocked on the door called out Hey brother can you help a brother out on some sugar.   First that piggie was tryna ignore the wolf then he said get out of here your granny can go sit on a pin.  Then the wolf got mad