The Haunting in Connecticut is this week's blessing. I used the text of the movie's website as reading material in my classes, and there were miracles to spare as a result. Kids were talking about the text, the movie, other movies in that genre, other stories about hauntings. We talked about folk tales and how they emerge from real experiences and become something else again in the process of story telling, and this could have happened in this story about a house in Southington where a family is said to have had paranormal experiences.

This led to a discussion of fact versus opinion, the difference between fact and truth, the nature of bias in text and how to identify it lest a reader be misled by a story.

And then the local paper ran a story about the family who live in the house now. They are being tortured by nosy people who are looking forward to the movie. In my haste, I had brought only one section of the paper to school to show the kids. I told them there was more to the story in another section of the paper; a few of my students went home and read it and told me all about it the next day.

They read the paper. Without being asked. Because they were interested in a story.

So it wasn't the standard curriculum. These aren't standard students. Anyway, when I have used regulation stories and worksheets, the hardcore non-standard students have thrown the stuff on the floor, stomped on it, and announced that they would not do it.

My students asked me if I was going to see the movie. I told them I didn't know. "Why, miss?" That stuff freaks me out; it stays with me. "You believe in hauntings, miss?" I don't know. "You believe in God, miss?" Yes. "Then you believe in the spirit world; you believe in hauntings." Okay. But I prefer to hang with the good-guys.

I say bring on the horror. Amen.

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