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10 Tips for Teaching Hip-Hop and Spoken Word Poetry

Be yourself. If hip-hop isn’t your thing, don’t sweat it. Better to “keep it real” and be yourself. In other words, keep it authentic. Find connections to your students that are meaningful to you – but don’t be afraid to get out of your comfort zone. If you love classic poetry, boom – spoken word is calling your name. Open …

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Hip-Hop Education: An Interview with Dr. David Kirkland of NYU

As part of a series of interviews with scholars, teachers, and students about the intersections of hip hop, spoken word poetry, and urban education, we interviewed Dr. David Kirkland of New York University. Dr. Kirkland is a transdisciplinary scholar of English and urban education, who explores the intersections among urban youth culture, language and literacy, urban teacher preparation, and digital media. …

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If I was given three minutes of airtime on Super Bowl Sunday, I’d spit a spoken word poem that goes something like this:

America, you are in need of guardian angels! Did you know that angel’s cast spells? You should know that because you never know when you might need protection from the unseen – like all of the subliminal destruction broadcast over these airwaves on the daily. Like right now, if this poem wasn’t permeating your consciousness, would you be salivating over …

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16 Days of American Schooling

1. This syllabus is now your God. Don’t act like you weren’t told. Everything is here in black and white. My expectations are clear. You will sign this. Your parents will sign this. You see my late policy. You see our classroom norms. Don’t act like you don’t know, because now you know. 2. I will make my PowerPoints available …

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His name tells of how it was with him. he seemed to be very, very confused. We were afraid that his Irish would be lost, that he would start breakdancing at family reunions while his uncles played the fiddle and his cousins stepped the jig or that he might tilt his hat so far sideways that his freckles would start …

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Dreamcatcher

a spider spun a web inside my dream catcher and now no dreams at all get through. my slumber is an empty canvas but I leave the web and the spider and its new home sitting safely laced between my dreams. then one October night like a gust of autumn air you passed through the web, slid down the feathers …