The National Council of English Teachers (NCTE) Conference began this past Wednesday, November 17th.
I’m honored that the panel of 6 BIPOC (Black, Indigenous, People of Color) authors I put together was accepted as an On Demand Session at this year’s conference. The theme of the conference this year is Equity, Justice, and Antiracist Teaching.
Our panel titled, Normalizing Diversity and Decentering the Dominant Culture: Using Picture Books for Anti-Racist Teaching, will be available to NCTE Conference participants until February 19th.
I want to take this opportunity to introduce my 5 fellow authors and their amazing work. Please have a look at their websites and enjoy their picture books!
Here is are some of the other books we recommend for normalizing diversity.
Earlier in the year, Andrea J. Loney, Sharon Langley, Benson Shum, and I presented the same material at the American Federation of Teachers Biannual Conference.
In 2022, Andrea J. Loney, Sharon Langley and I will present the material at 4 CTA (California Teacher's Association the state affiliate of the NEA) conferences.
Posted by Zeena M. Pliska
Author of :
Hello, Little One: A Monarch Butterfly Story Illustrated by Fiona Halliday Page Street Kids
Egyptian Lullaby Illustrated by Hatem Aly Roaring Brook Press (coming Winter 2023)
When I close my eyes, I am right back in that moment when the story of Hello, Little One: A Monarch Butterfly Story jumped into my heart. I don’t find stories. Stories find me. Once they find me, they haunt me until I tell them. It’s a funny relationship we have.
I am a public-school kindergarten teacher in Los Angeles. My school is located in the Mar Vista/Venice Beach area. We are a waystation for monarchs so it’s not unusual to see these beautiful creatures grace our playground. In fact, they are our official mascot. They flit, flutter, and swoop as children's laughter and sounds of play can be heard in the background.
One day at recess time, I was walking on my way back to the classroom from the main office. In between the classrooms, a majestic monarch butterfly fluttered about, landing on the flowers in the garden boxes. I was mesmerized by the moment. I wondered, “ What must that butterfly see and experience?” As I wondered, I was struck by the sad, bittersweet thought that the life cycle of this monarch was almost done. It had only about two weeks to live. I was fascinated by both the strength of this creature and the fragility of life. In that moment, the character of Orange was born and the story of the little caterpillar who wanted to grow up and fly with it, found me.
I am a great lover of irony. The story developed around the friendship between a young caterpillar at the beginning of its life cycle and an elder butterfly at the end of its life cycle. The story was anchored in the two points of view from the different stages of the life cycle and the perspectives each can offer the other. A caterpillar who sees everything in life for the first time and can’t wait to grow up and fly with its friend and a butterfly who fondly remembers its youth while sharing the beauty and wonder that comes with experience and age. It was important that the story not just focus on the perspective of the adult, but respect the voice of the child, giving equal value to both viewpoints.
It was an ironic story of longing. Youth wanting to catch up with age, and age savoring its memories of youth. The two at different stages of their lives, meeting in that wondrous two-week window when both were able to connect, love, appreciate, and admire each other.
I am always surrounded by the joy of 5-year-olds. The story came to life in my kindergarten world of youthful energy. Originally titled Orange, it was a story of friendship, love, loss, grief, and renewal.
One of the first times I shared my story with a large, public critique group of children’s book authors, I read the manuscript not knowing what to expect. The story was rough and unrefined. I didn’t understand rhythm, lyrical language, or word choice. It was both exhilarating and terrifying to reach the end and experience the response. A woman sobbed. She had connected with the grief in the story. It had triggered her own loss and touched her. The room was moved. The story had taken listeners to a place where they had felt big emotions. I thought I had done my job as a writer. But the manuscript had miles to go and so did I in my development of craft.
The word count was way too long and suddenly, the manuscript was a play. I was delighted to work with my young students to build the story and present it at a dedication ceremony to unveil a section of our campus, known as, The Wildlands. The characters became more fully developed as I co-created with the 5-year-olds in my class. The play was performed 7 years ago by students who culminated from our school last year, the same year the book debuted. Bittersweet. I can still hear their youthful and poignant delivery of the lines as they flit, fluttered, and flew around the outdoor native garden. It was the beginning of a journey.
My story of the little caterpillar and Orange had come to life, but it was still not ready for submission. The manuscript stretched beyond what was reasonable for a picture book, well over 1200 words! Like many novice picture book writers, I did not yet understand the concept of word count and the process of precise word choice. It went through many revisions. Then, it went through many rejections. Rejections inform revisions. Revisions made me a stronger writer. They helped me develop my craft.
In the beginning, like most writers, my craft was not developed enough to tell the story in a way that was industry worthy. I joined the Society of Children’s Book Writers and Illustrators (SCBWI) in the early spring of 2014. I thought I was ready. I had a story that made grownups cry and children flit, flutter and fly. I only needed one yes. I was confident and naïve. I entered the contests, but never won. I queried agents and editors, but always got a no.
Like so many authors who had gone before me, I queried way too early. It takes time to hone your craft. I joined critique groups and listened to my critique partners. I worked the text over and over again. And when I thought I was ready, I queried again. But, it also takes time to learn to query.
As a kindergarten teacher, I read picture books every day. I’m lucky. It’s part of my job. In addition to reading constantly, I wrote more stories. Different stories. I moved on and didn’t put all my eggs in that one basket. I attended a class at Otis College of Art and Design and was mentored by an amazing children’s book author, Deborah Norse Lattimore. Who knew that so many stories would find me and expect to be written? And with each story, my craft improved. Orange, was in the distant past. A bit forgotten.
A different story poured out of me in January 2018. This manuscript caught the eye of that one yes I needed. An agent, a friend of my fabulous teacher, agreed to represent the manuscript, Egyptian Lullaby.
Egyptian Lullaby, wound its way through many editors who expressed interest and then passed. Finally, an editor was interested but there were developmental edits to make before an offer would be considered. So close, but no book deal, yet. And then, suddenly a curveball. Someone else was also interested. I had to make a choice and ultimately placed that manuscript with a home I felt was the most appropriate for the subject matter. In making that difficult choice, disappointment was expressed. I wondered if the manuscript, Orange, had some of the same elements that the manuscript I had just sold elsewhere had. I wondered if the editor would be interested in it. I felt like it was a much better fit. And it was! After more developmental edits on the manuscript of Orange, I now had two book deals. Two years later, it was not the first manuscript, Egyptian Lullaby, but rather a renamed Orange (Hello, Little One: A Monarch Butterfly Story) that I debuted with.
As I prepared to do my part to release this book, I thought with my head, with my logic, and I leaned into my experiences as a teacher. I expected that teachers would be most interested in the scientific principles embedded in the story. This book was a useful tool for educators to facilitate the learning of concrete and tangible science concepts like the life cycle of the monarch. What got lost along the way as I focused on marketing and sales, was the essence of the story.
When my mother read the story recently for the first time, she finished by saying, “Wow, that’s kind of a sad story.” I’d forgotten the impact that the initial story had as a whole.
And then the Corona Virus hit and life as we knew it was turned upside down. The global pandemic stopped everything in its tracks. My debut book release in May of 2020 and all the events that were planned, my daughter’s senior year in high school and all the activities expected, my student’s kindergarten year and all our unfinished time together. And then the unthinkable.
I unexpectedly lost my own beloved aunt to Covid-19. Numb and paralyzed, sometimes it takes great disturbances in the universe to shake you to your core, to bring your sense of purpose and meaning back into focus.
It all came bubbling up and I was back full circle. I had written a book about the monarch butterfly life cycle with my head, but with my heart I had written a story about friendship, love, loss, and renewal. This was a grief book. A story to help children make sense of their world during a senseless pandemic that we were all struggling to understand.
I am heartbroken to think of the children who have lost their beloved grandmothers and grandfathers, aunts and uncles. So many elders lost.
I hope I have done my job as an author and given children who have suffered a loss, a path to their healing. I hope I have done justice to this story that found me so many years ago, a story of connection, cycles, transformation, and last goodbyes.
By Zeena M. Pliska
Hello, Little One: A Monarch Butterfly Story
Written by Zeena M. Pliska Illustrated by Fiona Halliday
Published by Page Street Kids
Published on May 12, 2020
Egyptian Lullaby
Written by Zeena M. Pliska Illustrated by Hatem Aly
One of the most exciting days in an author’s life is Book Release Day! It’s a time for parties with your critique group, friends, museum staff, librarians, and family. Those are the ones who helped you along the way. They gave you space to write, read your first attempts, answered your research requests and encouraged you to keep writing.
Then your author copies arrive in your mailbox.
Hurrah! Its book release fun time!
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Capstone Editions released Ona Judge Outwits the Washingtons – An Enslaved Woman Fights For Freedom just in time for the Oklahoma Technology Association-Encyclomedia Conference. I introduced Ona to the world of teachers and librarians. Some knew Ona’s story, others did not. I never tire of sharing her with the world. She is a wonderful example of someone determined to live life on her own terms.
A new fan at EncycloMedia.
Ona was born on George Washington’s Mount Vernon plantation. Her mother was enslaved and her father was a white indentured servant from England. When Washington was elected president, Ona was one of the enslaved people who accompanied the family to New York and later to Philadelphia. She was Martha’s personal servant and attended to her needs at home and also accompanied her on visits to friends like Abigail Adams. Ona was allowed a small amount of freedom to explore Philadelphia on her own.
Why would she want to be free? She had more freedom than most Black people. She was allowed to run errands on her own, attend the circus, and was given a small amount of money to buy presents for her family on Mount Vernon. But it was not enough for Ona and she ran away.
She was soon recognized in her new hometown of Portsmouth, Massachusetts and President Washington sent people to return her to Mount Vernon. Ona refused. Despite several attempts, the Washingtons never succeed. Her life wasn't easy. She was always considered a runaway. But Ona was firm. She would decide how to live her life.
Illustrator Simone Agoussoye & Author Gwendolyn Hooks at ALA
Sometimes as I write, I find myself stuck. I can’t find the perfect combination of words. They refuse to flow. During some of those moments, I wondered if I was doing justice to Ona’s story. Am I the person to write it?
It certainly required a lot of research. I couldn’t have done it without the librarians on the other end of Ask A Librarian on the Library of Congress website. Mary V. Thompson, a Research Historian at the Fred W. Smith National Library for the Study of George Washington never seemed to tire of my constant emails.
To relax during some of my dark moments, my sister and I took the Heartland Flyer from Oklahoma City to Fort Worth to visit my daughter. Then we hopped on the Texas Eagle to Longview, Texas to visit our niece. I love reading on the train, looking out the window, and thinking.
We took a side trip to the Tyler Museum of Art. The paper exhibit began to clear my head. Amazing creativity!
During another of my down moments, my son called. He is a Marine pilot and had just returned from a six-month deployment. He always calls when his plane lands and he's home again. He said, “I’m “Portsmouth, New Hampshire.” I got so excited and upbeat. It was a sign. His phone call unleashed my writing spirit. It said – Get back to your computer. Young readers need to know this brave young lady.
I listened to my spirit and ONA JUDGE OUTWITS THE WASHINGTONS-AN ENSLAVED WOMAN FIGHTS FOR FREEDOM is now out in the world.
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First, may I say that this is a somber (and an important) time to think about teachers. And students. And about how much we as a people value them. I had originally planned to post a funny poem about revision and how scary it can be, but the images were inappropriate at this time in our country.
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Okay. Here's what I like about teaching:.
I like to perform.
But I particularly like when I am most authentic, when I forget myself, when my light reaches theirs.
Here's what I wrote to fellow TeachingAuthor Esther Hershenhorn one night:
Just home from
teaching. I was really dreading tonight's class... Revision is a hard topic to
get through--how much work it takes to revise and rewrite. But it turned out to
be a gloriously wonderful class... So I guess I'm a teacher after all. . It may have been the best class I've taught in years.Funny how that happens.
And that's what I like about teaching: the intangible, gloriously wonderful, unpredictableness of it all.
And one more thing...Passover is March 30-April 7th this year, so...
...if you're looking for AUTOGRAPHED copies of my picture book, More Than Enough ~ A Passover Story (Reviewed in the New York Times!) call the fabulous folks at my local independent bookstore, {pages} a bookstore, 310-318-0900 to pre-pay (+tax & shipping) and specify who it’s for. Gift wrapping available on request.
(If there are no indies near you, that’s another story. Then by all means buy it here.) posted with hope for teachers and students everywhere by April Halprin Wayland with help from Dropsy, a particularly contemplative goldfish in our pond.
I've enjoyed reading both Carla and Mary Ann's posts for our annual Three Weeks of Thanks-Giving series.
As I pondered who I wanted to thank this year, I realized that as much as I enjoyed my English classes over the years, the teacher who had the most impact on my writing was actually a history teacher. Mr. Robert Duffy was my teacher for Advanced Placement United States History my senior year in high school. It was a challenging class, and he required us to write several papers. Mr. Duffy didn't always agree with the stance I took in those papers, but his comments were always insightful and encouraging. I recall thinking that he took me seriously as a writer and that meant the world to me.
Years later, when rejections made me doubt my writing ability, I'd pull out those papers (which I saved and still have) and consoled myself by re-reading Mr. Duffy's praise of my work.
For this post, I pulled out my high school yearbook and found the note he wrote in it:
"Best wishes--your papers were a pleasure (some sounded like me)."
Even after all these years, I'm encouraged by Mr. Duffy's words. I hope I can have a similar impact on my students. Thank you, Mr. Duffy!
Thanks, also, to everyone who entered our giveaway of Pet Crazy, and congratulations to our THREE winners:
Tanya C, Linda B, Danielle H
Don't forget, today is Poetry Friday. This week's roundup is over at Jama's Alphabet Soup.
Our Three Weeks of Thanks-giving for a teacher that inspired us
brought back a lot of memories.I went
to a small school, which means there was only one teacher per subject.And unless they quit and were replaced, we
had the same teachers every year.That
is a good thing, if you had a great teacher. It is not a good thing, if the teacher was
not so great.
Without naming a name here, I can tell you I had a math
teacher that could really DO math.But
she could not explain to me how to do it.So I don’t feel as though I learned much about math.Surely it had nothing to do with the fact
that I hated math and looked upon a word problem as if it was the very essence
of all things evil.Yet, somehow I
learned enough math to get into and succeed when I went to school of Radiologic
Technology-which I found out to my dismay-would require lots of math.
I have a theory that people are either “numbers” people or
“words” people.I’m a “words”
person.
From the day I arrived on the
planet I loved books, so English and Literature class was a good fit for
me.But aside from that natural bent, I
had two excellent English teachers.I
can still remember the excitement Miss Jordan generated in class for Roman
mythology.When Miss Jordan left, Mrs.
Thurmond took her place.Her passion for
literature showed through every day, in my memories I can still hear her reading poetry to
us.It was also in her class when I
delivered my first “speech.”No one in
the room would have ever guessed that I would become a public speaker and book
author.
A great teacher rains down what they know over their
students.The lucky ones absorb some of that
rain to germinate the seeds of future writers…
and maybe even
mathematicians.
Carla Killough McClafferty Click here to find out how to enter to win the book Pet Crazy.
We're b-a-a-a-ck! It's Three Weeks of Thanks-Giving time, again. This is the time of year we give thanks for the teachers/writers who have influenced or encouraged us.
I've been blessed with many terrific teachers over the years. Today, I am giving thanks to a teacher whose class I did not attend, at least not in the traditional sense. And, unless he has been keeping a secret from me for the past 40-something years, he is not a writer. However, he is a dynamic teacher who, unknowingly, encouraged me to become a writer of historical fiction.
Coach Don Todd taught American history in the same 7-12 Tennessee school where I was librarian (excuse me: media specialist). I don't know about the rest of the country, but in the South, coaches teach social studies. Every single social studies/history teacher I had from grades 7-12 was a male coach. All of them with something more important to do than actually teach. My coaches were forever in their office (located at the other end of the school)making phone calls, leaving us to our own devices.
If the coach was actually in the classroom, the "teaching" went something like this:
"Y'all open your books to chapter six and answer the questions at the end of sections A and B."
With that, the good coach would rear back in his chair, plop his feet on the desk and flap open the sports section of the newspaper. Soon, the sports page would gently rise and fall in time to Coach's snoring.
Coach Todd was a totally different species of coach.
He taught!
I had the privilege of observing him when his classes came to the library for research. I watched in wonder as kids, who were scraping bottom in the rest of their subjects, scrambled around in hot pursuit of information on say...The Robber Barons, and did any of them compare to the Kings of Wall Street in the 1980's? How did he get these students so fired up about Andrew Carnegie and Cornelius Vanderbilt?
"You got to fox them, Miss Rodman," he'd say with a wink. "You got to make them want to know more."
To Coach, history was not a bunch of facts and figures to be regurgitated on a multiple choice test. It was an always-exiting-never-ending narrative of our country. He made those historical figures real people, adding information that was not in the text book. They had wives and kids and problems and human failings. Their lives had beginnings and middles and ends, their stories woven into the lives of those who came before and after. He may not have known it, but Coach Todd was one of the best storytellers I've ever heard. In his hands, American history was as enthralling as any miniseries.
It was Coach who gave me the idea to write historical fiction. As much as I loved writing, and reading historical fiction, it had never occurred to me to write it myself.
Coach (and most of the rest of the faculty) knew that my dad was a FBI agent. Only Coach did the math and realized that Dad worked on the Mississippi Burning case, and that I was a ten-year-old witness to a lot of grizzly civil rights history. In the 1980's, the modern civil rights era, as covered in the American history texts, consisted of exactly two paragraphs (Martin Luther King, Jr and Rosa Parks. The end.) To supplement that unit, Coach started asking me to talk to his classes about growing up in Mississippi in the 60's.
"Why?" I puzzled. "Who wants to hear about my childhood?"
"Because you lived through history, Miss Rodman," he said. "It isn't all in the books. History comes from the people who were there, who lived it. And that would be you."
Once I started talking to his classes, I understood. What seemed every day, and not notable to me, was fascinating and sometimes unbelievable to Coach Todd's classes. The "everyday" indignities of the Jim Crow South were so outrageous that the students often accused me of "making up a story." I wish I had been, but no. Things were just that bad.
I assumed that the students, mostly Tennessee born and raised, would know something of the recent past. But they didn't. Unpleasant history has a way of sinking into the swamp of time unless someone hauls it back to light and forces folks to look at it. That was what Coach did...and I got to help.
It was the students' questions, that made me realize that, yes, I did live through some pretty incredible times. Times that as far as I knew, were not written from the POV of an FBI agent's daughter. Maybe I should be the one to write that story. Twenty years later, I got around to writing that book, and lucky for me, someone actually wanted to publish Yankee Girl.
One of the best days of my life was when Coach Todd invited my dad (then long retired from the Bureau) to talk to his classes about some of his Mississippi cases, especially those dealing with the Ku Klux Klan (which was almost all of them.) I was reminded of that day again last week.
My dad passed away in September. I was sorting through his files, looking for "necessary documents." However, Dad's habit of note taking during FBI interviews spilled over into his everyday life. He kept notes and documents on everything. If he ever threw anything away on paper, I don't know what it would've been. He was a hoarder, but a tidy hoarder...everything cataloged and filed away in his ten file cabinets. Along with the receipt for the furniture my parents bought for their first house (1950) and the maintenance manual for their 1963 Chrysler, I found the notes for Dad's talk with Coach Todd's classes. Good times, good memories. (Thank you for the invitation Coach...you have no idea how much that day meant to Dad.)
Coach was the first to make me realize that history isn't just Stuff that Happens to Important People. Sometimes history is the not-so-important people who are observing, or participating in their own small way. This is a lesson I've passed on to my own writing students.
"Well, yeah," my students protest, "but your family is interesting. Your parents were codebreakers and your dad was an FBI agent and..." I tell them to listen to their parents and grandparents when they reminisce. I have had students whose "boring" families escaped from war, survived the Holocaust, outlasted Hurricane Katrina. History is story. Your story. And only you can write your story. The best lesson I learned, from the teacher I never had.
Thank you, Coach Todd.
One more thing we can be thankful for: book giveaways! Our current giveaway is Pet Crazy: A Poetry Friday Power Book by Sylvia Wardell and Janet Wong, which features the work of TA April Halprin Wayland. For details and a chance to enter click here.
I've been teaching in the UCLA Extension Writers' Program since 1999. When I was planning my first class, I was petrified. My mantra was: I am a snowflake. When they are in my class, they will learn my snowflakeness. When they take another class, they will learn that teacher's snowflakeness.
It helped.
Our latest
TeachingAuthors.com theme has been “What I’m Working On.”So I’m up next.
I’ve turned
in the manuscript for the new book I'm working on titled Buried Lives, and I’m waiting for the editor to edit the
manuscript.So this is one of those
black holes of time.All I can do is
wait.In the meantime I’ve been working
on some new projects.Some projects have
been rejected (Oh, yes rejection is a reality for us all).Others are still being considered by the
powers that be.And new ideas are taking
shape in my mind.
At the same
time all of the above move at glacial speed, I’m also doing what many authors
do and make as much money as possible as a speaker.In addition to being a TeachingAuthor, I’m
also part of an incredible group of nonfiction authors called iNK Think Tank. I'm also part of the group of nonfiction authors who write the Nonfiction Minute that is being used by thousands of teachers (the nonfiction minute is free and we authors do not make any money from these posts). Read Huffington Post article about the Nonfiction Minute by Vicki Cobb
I do however charge a fee for another branch of iNK. I’m one of a smaller group of authors who do interactive videoconferences.I
absolutely love doing these videoconferences.I’ve done programs for schools all over the country from 3rd
grade through 12th grade.Is
it the same as a live author visit?No,
but it is the next best thing.The
reality is that funding for author visits has gotten scarcer every year.Although using technology is sometimes a
problem, all in all it works very well.The students see and hear me, and I can see and hear them.Programs for me and the other iNK Thinkers
are requested through the Center for Interactive Learning and Field Trip Zoom.
Another
type of programming I do is Professional Development workshops for
teachers.I have one coming up this week
and I can’t wait.An elementary school
has invited me to do a three-hour workshop on close reading.I’ve done these programs many times.As an author who does a lot of research, I do
close reading all the time.So I share
with teachers a no nonsense way to approaching text that will help students
with comprehension.I’ve also done
workshops like this with teachers via videoconference.
So this
week, I have a videoconference and a teacher workshop to do.Maybe next week, my edited manuscript will
arrive.I can only hope.
Carla Killough McClafferty
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