We work in leveled groups on solving bags and coins problems with tiles (moving towards solving equations with fewer scaff0lds) but my favorite part of the day is when one of the kiddos comes for help at lunch. He sees that there are 11th and 12th grade girls in the room and refuses to come in.
“Why?” I ask (probably while multitasking).
“Mister, I’m shy,” he says, looking at the girls again. (He will repeat this phrase when I ask him why he doesn’t practice English with his uncle. It’s adorable.)
And that’s how we end up sitting on the floor outside my room, solving equations with algebra tiles.
(He is not shy, but I will OK, whatever in the name of student voice.)