REACH vs IMAGINATION

Back in the day I worked in a climbing gym. One evening as KJ and I set beginner and youth routes for the next day’s sport climbing comp I had the opportunity to set next to former world champion and all around badass climber Katie Brown.  She was then a ‘retired’ climber and full time college student helping to set the expert level routes for the gym.

For those of you outside the climbing community, in the 90s Katie Brown set the climbing world on fire. This quiet young woman took on the male dominated climbing world of the day. As a teenager she set new standards and dealt with a lot of blow back from the wounded egos of men around the country and world.  If she could climb it (at five feet tall) a climb’s grade was often reevaluated. If Katie did it, the dudes reasoned it couldn’t be as hard as they thought. Afterall the dominant ideology in climbing of those days was that you had to have a long reach and overwhelming power to be an elite climber. And yet, Katie Brown went about her work, climbing most of the hardest routes of the day.

Of course the young men in our gym also setting expert routes needed to assuage their ego by challenging her to climb their masterpieces. Graciously accepting the challenge with a knowing eye roll of ‘hear we go again’ she put on her shoes, chalked up, and tied in. With a quick look at the route in front of her, Katie Brown flowed up the wall stringing together moves no one considered and using the holds in ways nobody thought possible. Back on the ground, she smiled and said thank you to a dumbfounded dude who could only mumble, “How… You… What the…” etc.  Katie Brown’s genius response has stayed with me for decades…

“It’s not a question of reach. It’s a question of imagination.”

This simple yet elegant statement set my brain into a tizzy. Sure she was talking about using foot holds for handholds and bolt holes for footholds, but reach versus imagination applies to SO much outside of school.

Outside of climbing reach involves using your advantages to skip steps on the most obvious path forward. It means doing what you’re told and following the well worn road laid out for you.  Imagination involves deconstructing the prescribed path and reconfiguring the pieces into a different path. Essentially using what’s in front of you in new ways. The public applauds what they see as ‘natural’ ability but scrutinizes innovation. 

In climbing, people consider a long reach advantageous since you can often skip  more compact moves. Those same people often frown upon imagination since the imaginative climber usually rearrange or avoid the dictated sequence of moves. The community rewards reach and ridicules magination. Schools do the same.

Imagination > Reach is a spin off of  ‘by any means necessary.’ For many students traditional learning seems like a ‘what’s next’ competition.  Schools love such students. Yet other students ask questions and can’t help but look around before  asking, “what if I…”  Schools frown on these students. Standardized assessments definitely do not reward creativity and imagination. Perhaps we, as educators, need to support  the development of imaginative learning for our students. Part of teaching means helping students see what is possible and what they are capable of as students and people. We help students look at things from new perspectives and support skill development so they see new pathways forward. 

Normally in these articles this is where I try to drop in something smart sounding or a shameless plug for Do.Think.Learn. Today however I wonder what would happen if I replaced ‘reach’ with words like ‘smart ‘ or ‘strong.’ Maybe imagination can circumvent preconceived limitations. So all I can manage right now is to suggest you go out and get creative in reaching new heights. Try to see new lines in your world or connect the dots in new ways and see what happens.

NOTE: In recent years Katie Brown has told more of her story outside of climbing in interviews and most recently in her memoir - Unraveled: A Climber’s Journey Through Darkness and Back.

DTL: Two Student Perspectives

At DTL I’m able to work at my own pace. After working at my own pace we have discussions which help me extend my understanding of what I’m learning and keeps me engaged. If I were given a bunch of assignments for a test at the end of every week. I would barely be able to stay engaged at all and I wouldn’t improve. DTL allows me to focus and do well in school. Flexibility, another quality of DTL, that works well with me. While I’m traveling or out playing music the amount of work is adjusted to my schedule. This allows me to balance my school work with my music schedule when I need to. If you have trouble staying engaged in your school and want flexibility in your learning environment DTL is the right school for you. 

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Do.Think.Learn’s flexibility and constructive approach to learning works best for me. I appreciate the school’s emphasis on identifying the significance of certain topics learned, which serves as a great way to make students feel like what they’re learning truly serves a purpose. The school’s acknowledgement that acquiring basic ideas of complex topics can go a long way (for example, physics) helps me to better balance out my work. Researching complex topics can sometimes lead to spending way too much time on a single subject. By attaining just a basic understanding of complex topics at first, I can spend more time on other assignments in a school day. In addition, I like that the school tests student knowledge through presentations at the end of each term. Presentations push students to think about what aspects of their given topics are necessary to discuss, as well as what aspects can be discarded. Through presentations, I feel like I’ve grown in my ability to explain the things I learned in a clear manner. In many ways, Do.Think.Learn kills two birds with one stone. Do.Think.Learn has greatly fulfilled my learning needs.


Can Openers & School Choice

At a previous job, besides teaching my middle school students all day everyday, I ran the school’s outdoor program. This gig had some bright spots; had some less bright spots; and provided some truly remarkable moments. At one point I contemplated wearing a GoPro the entire time on each trip  just to capture some of the more unbelievable moments.  

Near the top of my list of unbelievable moments would be the high schooler who struggled with his breakfast. For 10 minutes I watched him go between confusion and anger when he couldn’t figure out how to get cereal from the box into his bowl.  At long last he asked a peer for suggestions and they showed him how to open the box and liner. He was truly mystified and intrigued by all of this and his newfound cereal pouring skills. Evidently teachable moments exist all around us.

Usually the teachable moments happened in more mundane scenarios.  One that popped up a few times each semester centered on using can openers.

Can openers provide some interesting teachable moments. How an individual responds when they struggle to operate said technology is most telling. Usually someone in the kitchen crew would say something along the lines of, “The can opener is broken.” “These cans won’t open.” “Let’s have something else for dinner.”  Soon students would gather around to assess the problem. What followed would resemble  ‘how many middle schoolers does it take to open a can of beans?’  On a few occasions an argument would break out over the proper use of can openers. Some groups would alter the menu to avoid opening cans. Others would ask for the opener on my multitool. Yet every once in a while someone would flip the can over to help the can opener  find purchase and release the contents held within.

This morning I struggled to open a can of refried beans. After a week of school choice articles and avoiding conversations on the topic, fiddling with the can opener reminded me of the ‘debate’ around school choice. 

I use quotes around debate to signify that using the term debate in this case is much like when my parents would say they want to ‘discuss’ something when it really meant they would do some loud talking and I would sit there. School choice discussions tend to devolve quickly into political mudslinging before venturing into some shade of crazy. 

Generally I stay out of the fracas. Yet since I run a microschool people tend to ask my opinion on the issue. So here it is - the current ‘debate’ is ridiculous. While conservatives blame liberals and Democrats shade Republicans, the needs of students quickly get lost in the mudslinging and tantruming.

Everyone is to blame for the state of education in this country. The political agendas of various constituents undermine all hope of moving forward in a reasonable and effective manner. Some conservatives only want choices they approve of and really would like to see the American public education system dismantled. Some liberals have afforded the teacher unions way too much power over the last few decades and now it is these same unions who block effective reforms and innovation.

I do not shy away from my critiques of the state of schooling in the US. The system, in many places, is bloated and ineffective. Something has to change. But even in my younger days when I advocated for burning the system to the ground, I have always believed in the power of public schools. Education enables students to change their worlds. 

However, the current ‘debate’ is really about power and money. Some adults want to control the various narratives; while others want access to the financial resources  deep within the administrative coffers of different states and philanthropic organizations.  At some point reasonable people with different perspectives need to sit down to craft solutions that put the needs of all students ahead of the needs of the so-called adults in the room.

Unfortunately the school choice ‘discussion’ looks a lot like my former students who couldn’t figure out how to open a can.   Someone has to be brave enough to flip the can over and try a new approach.

PS.  In an effort to keep this missive brief, I chose not to get into deep detail around school choice. Down the road I’m happy to discuss using economic forces to reshape institutions or the power of innovation to encourage reform.  The truth is, I’m in the process of rethinking and untangling this mess.  But really, right now, I really just want to teach, learn, and make Do.Think.Learn the best school possible.

Sound

The influence of sound

An invisible force of prominence

Vision need not exist

Sound can come in a wisp

A thump

A thud

Fierce enough to induce action

Trembling the roots

Of a well maintained tree

Whose arms grip with passion

Quivering the chins

Of the betrayed

A force like wind

Goosebumps form from the arctic air

Moisture protrudes like a trickling waterfall

Under the influence of shining beams

Even in arrangement of song

Whose rhythms discuss beauty and love

Volume brings malicious outcomes

Shattering precious tea sets

Creating flaws within neat lines

Produced by ink

Lullah

Wingnuts, Zealots, and Hippies

The struggle feels more real today. Most weeks I struggle to choose which struggle to focus on. For today let me focus on dispelling a common misconception about microschools - that only political wingnuts, religious zealots, and hippies send their kids to microschools.

Unpacking this misconception helps address other parental misconceptions and anxieties around microschooling. The first fits under the framework that I call ‘The Stanford Fear.’ Really you could insert what college into the name, but usually this gets verbalized as,  ‘how will my child get into Stanford’ (if they go outside the traditional avenues of schooling)? The second centers on calling microschools alternative schools.  To be clear, not every student needs to go to college let alone Stanford and calling microschools alternative schools damages the possibility of many parents sending their child to a microschool.

A multitude of microschools exist around the country. So yes some do have or were formed as a result of some deep rooted political or religious ideology. And yes, other schools have some crunchy notions of peace, love, and let my kid do whatever they want philosophy. In reality, microschooling reflects the multitude of students in our communities and exists to provide avenues to educational success for those students outside the traditional school options. However,  that doesn’t mean we should refer to microschools as alternative schools.

The phrase “alternative school” comes with considerable baggage for many parents. That baggage is rarely positive. A good number of adults hear “alternative school” and think “school for fuck ups.” Others hear the term and picture barefoot students finger painting in geometry class or expressing themselves in a decidedly nonacademic manner. Yes, adults with that parental baggage should talk it over with their therapist. Yet, with those ideas weighing on their thinking, parents will usually opt to keep their student in an educational factory that isn’t working for that student or that family. They do this out of the most basic parental anxieties - how will my child ever be successful and get into a good college if they go to an “alternative school?” 

Until recently I lumped these fears  under a ‘they’ problem - something to be aware of, but not something to concern myself with. Now, this is most definitely a ‘me’ problem. As I work to grow Do.Think.Learn and increase enrollment I constantly run face first into the wall created by the “alternative school” label and the parental concerns over their child’s future.. 

If we rephrase how we describe microschools, we can alleviate some of these parental fears and increase the likelihood that more parents will choose microschooling over traditional institutions of learning. Change the language. Change the message. Change what people hear.

Ok let’s review. Yes, microschools do provide learning environments that represent alternatives to the usual suspects of school options. However, instead of calling them alternative schools, how about we refer to them as alternatives to traditional schools? Hmmm, we may need a descriptor that differentiates microschools more.  We could tell people that microschools reflect innovations in education? Using phrases like “innovation” seem promising.  People like hearing about innovation and it doesn’t trigger nearly as much parental anxiety.

I have never adopted any technology early. In the late 70s I even told my cousin Aaron that nobody would ever want a computer in their home. In the 90s told me to get on board with email or I’d be lost in the technological boonies of the future. Yet, I tell people all the time that traditional school environments reflect outdated technologies such as dial up wifi and landline phones. They understand and get comfortable with this analogy reasonably quickly which extends their willingness to hear more about microschools. As parental anxieties diminish and the conversation continues, I explain how microschools can provide a blend of old school and new school education practices designed to support their child’s success and better meet their needs in school and beyond.  And that, I believe, sits at the core of most parental fears and anxieties.

Words matter. Understanding what parents want and what they worry about also matters. Choose how you describe microschools carefully in order to dismantle that struggle bit by bit.

Thinking that microschools exist only for wingnuts, zealots, and hippies is a tad outdated (although those schools are out there). More recently, microschools have emerged to better meet the needs of neurodiverse students (although I fear neurodiverse will become  a marketing catchall in the near future).  Microschools such as Do.Think.Learn also exist. These schools mix academics and a less traditional

approach for small groups of students so those young adults can rediscover their confidence, build their skills, and realize that they too can succeed in school.

The Illusion of Instructional Time

I recently read a few articles that explored the pros and cons of the four day school week. The articles mentioned districts (primarily back east) that planned to move to a four day week in order to save on expenses and to address dwindling enrollment.  However, these articles focused considerable space on the backlash against this move. The usual adult focused arguments were made - parental work schedules, etc. However, one article actually focused on how this move could impact students (students are rarely mentioned in educational reform hullabaloos). 

This predictable critique against the four day week suggested that in this new configuration students would suffer due to a decrease in instructional time. This criticism has a few flaws. Most notably, it assumes all instructional time has value.  At least this criticism focuses on the needs of students. These worn out critiques anchor education to the past and impede innovative practices from taking root in schooling.

The illusion of instructional time reflects outdated notions of learning in school. For those outside of education, instructional time represents the amount of time a student receives instruction (in person or virtually). In theory, instructional time is constructive. Ideally it builds students' understanding of various topics and their practice of discrete skills within subjects. Unfortunately instructional time and seat time have merged and become conflated. Seat time represents the amount of time an individual student is present at school (this is one way schools make money). In too many schools, instructional time has little meaning for learners and does little to shape an individual construction of knowledge and skills.

We all want to believe that instructional time has meaning and value. However, education has to move beyond its outdated definitions and generalized ideas towards  practices that better meet the needs of students.  One thing the pandemic laid bare is that school has little meaning for many students. For some students, school is nothing more than seat time. Other students have grown frustrated with the lack of actual teaching in their class. They go from outdated textbooks to worksheets to fill out to YouTube videos their teacher assigned. These students crave knowledge but the education factory does not provide what they need. If we change how we view and define ‘instructional time’ we can start to bring meaning back into our classrooms and schools.

One way to think about instructional time is to equate it with nutrition (apologies to any nutritionists for this overly simplified discussion). Instructional time is like carbohydrates and fats in our diet. Some carbs and some fats are better for us than others. Roasted fingerling potatoes have a different impact nutritionally than a bag of potato chips. The fat from an avocado differs from the fat in lard.  Saying all instruction time is good for you is just like telling someone that all carbs are good for you. Our nutrition benefits when we take a more nuanced look at ingredients and nutrients. Education isn’t that different.

We can improve learning if we take a more nuanced approach to skill development and the delivery of  information for students. People who reject educational alternatives and innovation based on generalized and often outdated ideas are no different than someone who pushes nutritional practices based on the food pyramid from 1950.

Hats off to the superintendent in one of those articles who stated his district would implement the four day week (because they had to financially) and adapt or adjust their practice as necessary to support student learning. And that if they noticed a negative impact on the students after a specific window of time they would scrap the idea.

Now Do.Think.Learn has operated under a four day school almost since its inception. We feel that by distilling our class time down to the essentials and removing the BS from our day, we get plenty done each day. Over the last few years we have adjusted our school hours but the four day school week remains. We firmly believe that less is more, but nuance and flexibility also help.



Real Teachers & Real Schools

Do.Think.Learn (DTL) has three big obstacles to overcome. First, getting the word out in the community about who we are and all that we do. Second, is convincing folks that while we don’t offer the social resources larger schools do, what we offer in terms of building confidence and skills outweighs not hanging out with your friends for a few hours each day. Third, people have a hard time believing we are a real school or that I’m a real teacher. I have devoted a bit of time to the first two issues, but recently the needle on the turntable of my life is stuck on that third issue.

A potential student stopped me during a recent admission interview to ask me if I was really a teacher. When I started telling him about our school day and projects, he interrupted again and asked  if Do.Think.Learn was an actual  school. A few days later I ran into some former colleagues at Trader Joe’s. When I told them about the work I do with Do.Think.Learn they paused and politely said, “ that’s nice.”  They did well not to roll their eyes in front of me.  Whatever, even some of my friends look at Do.Think. Learn as some curious oddity than a real school. I get those questions quite a bit. 

These somewhat innocuous questions and responses ooze deeper issues. When a student asks these questions, it usually indicates  curiosity and astonishment. When a grown up asks such things it usually means that they have been zombified by the Business as Usual Model of education. While the real teacher query has a ‘don’t judge a book by its cover’ layer. If we push a bit further, we arrive at people’s preconceived ideas of what it means to be a teacher and what the profession of teaching involves. 

The real school query cuts straight into the public’s notion of what schooling and education involves. In several of the schools I have worked in, parents have said they enrolled their students because they “wanted something different.”  However, when we provided “something different” those parents freaked out. That hits at the crux of why transforming school tends to bog down. 

Schooling remains  one of the few businesses that still holds tight to the problematic mantra “that’s  how we’ve always done it.” So when new models for schooling emerge, many parents remain reluctant to try them despite ample evidence that traditional school models continue to fail their students.

Real Teacher?

I’ve gotten the “real teacher” question far longer than the “real school” question. Both queries continue to make me pause and reexamine my public persona and professional choices. Aside from occasionally changing the decor or upgrading my wardrobe at school, not a whole lot has changed for me. 

Back in the day one of my students told me she appreciated that I “keep it real.” I like that. Plus, adolescents are a weird moving work in progress so being a little quirkier than they are, provides connection in most situations. Students tend to appreciate an honest, straightforward approach. They’re so used to adults blowing smoke up their @$$ or talking down to them that they find honesty refreshing and accessible.  They also don’t do boring. If you make work fun, and play serious business - that transforms the school day in a variety of ways. Maybe I do have to “look the part” more, but why?

Students and parents often have ingrained ideas about teachers - what we look like… how we dress… how we talk and act in class. The education system in many places still clings to the traditional model of teacher appearance and behavior. While appearance and behavior have nothing to do with a teacher’s professionalism or ability to teach, we live in a world in which a large majority of books are purchased or read based on their covers. If I wear a tie, does that make me a better teacher? If my shirt is untucked, am I therefore a worse teacher?  Such constraints only reinforce many traditional notions of professionalism. I suspect that these traditions also remain in place as a nod towards ideas of respect. But, will my students really respect me more if I’m wearing a tie? Sure some may show some cursory respect, but real respect is earned. Cursory respect is really just sucking up. Some schools (mostly independent and charters) have begun to reshape these ideas - allowing more casual attire or allowing students to call teachers by their first name. 

Sometimes the teacher who really looks the part is just a poseur. Real teaching  means building trust; supporting students’ well being; as well as, examining deconstructing ideas or data. An actual teacher guides a student across the bridge from not knowing to knowing. That knowledge includes who they are; who they want to be, how they work; as well as how to discuss, question, and present a variety of ideas or issues. 

Now maybe I’m a poser in many areas of my life, but as a teacher I work hard to speak my truth and encourage each student to speak their truth. I tell it like it is. Sometimes I wear shorts to school. Some of the stories I tell push the limits of appropriateness.  On a few occasions…wait, let’s leave it there. All of that aside, I do what it takes to support and guide my students beyond what they think is possible. I don’t blow smoke up their ass (wait do real teachers say ass?). When they fall down I help them back up, dust them off, and get them going again. I help them figure out how their wings work so they can fly wherever they want to go. So feel free to look down your nose at me and my teaching style - but yeah, I’m a real teacher.

Real School?

Most people have an image in their mind about what a school looks like and how learning happens in a school. Usually they picture a brick and mortar structure that resembles a combination of a prison and outdoor mall. Perhaps they envisioon a low slung building that stretches from K to whatever; or maybe an imposing edifice that oozes tradition and rigor. All of these images are accurate, but schools exist in other ways and in other types of places.

Not many people flinch when you tell them that the people who designed schools also designed prisons.  Let that sink in.  What does that say about school and learning? One of the issues facing education in America is that too many people think that for real learning to occur it has to happen in a building that screams school. In order for education to regain meaning we have to consider that real learning and real teaching can happen in a multitude of  places and structures (some schools don’t even have buildings). School is where learning happens. Unfortunately too often when I tell people about DTL, they smile politely and say “Wow, that’s exciting” before walking away, scoffing, and dismissing my school.

In the five years DTL has existed we began in a garage before moving into a shared work space office (during the pandemic school moved into a backyard). When we moved into the office, students didn’t flinch. Some parents question the set up, but students dig it.  Even the student who’s yard we’d been using was psyched to move into the new office. Our office neighbors run start ups, investment groups, and do some lawyering. The engineers engineer. While others create and edit various media (primarily podcasts and films). Everyday students see people working and experience a professional workplace. In this environment, school becomes a professional endeavor not something you endure until adulthood.


DTL take their school responsibilities seriously, but still have a good time. Students actually want to come to school. They get a set of keys and those who drive get a parking spot. In this setting, school takes on a level of professionalism that elevates learning and school. And while many people disparage teenagers, our neighbors treat DTL students, if not like equals, like professional colleagues. This has a huge influence on how students think about school. Feel free to shake your head at our location, but this setup is pro and our students respond accordingly. 

I built that road and walked every mile
Teachers teach in school but school does not alway happen in large educational holding pens.  If we expand where and how learning happens educators can better meet the needs of all students. By diversifying what and where school happens we will have schools that work for all families and youth. 

Not long ago, I lost a potential student when his former school said the DTL was not a real school (not accredited). Now accreditation is tricky business for microschools. The ‘rules’ prove  difficult for many microschools that don’t meet the criteria for number of staff or enrollment. Bureaucracy is necessary but often suffocates creativity and innovation. So despite the fact that DTL would better meet this student’s academic and mental health needs, which would enable them to hopefully re-enroll in his previous school rather quickly, that esteemed institution instead preferred that he sign up for an internet school that provided instruction solely via you tube videos and online worksheets. That ‘real’ school ended up doing more harm than good.

Microschools and microschooling continue to emerge and evolve as a viable alternative to traditional schooling. As a (micro) school Do.Think.Learn has come a long way and continues to evolve. The students and I do the work everyday. I know their work is comparable and more meaningful than much of the work being done in other schools around the country. Professor Geneva Gay used to tell us that want to change the staus quo “you make the road by walking it.” Well, as a teacher, I walk the road everyday. My students and I do the work and walk their road each and everyday. Every step shapes their school experience and DTL’s identity. 

Let’s go back to answer the original questions… School at DTL looks a bit different than most schools but we walk the road and keep it real. We strip away the fat to make learning meaningful, flexible, and personal.  We build students up and respect who they are and who they want to be. Still some will say we’re not a real school. To those folks, come on by - I can show the registration paperwork from the state that says DTL is a real school, but I’d rather you just check out our students and their work. This real school focuses more on student success rather than the usual BS of schooling.

Rethinking Thanksgiving

While most people celebrate Thanksgiving, many Native Americans pause for a National Day of Mourning. Their National Day of Mourning represents the truth of Thanksgiving. Most people in the U.S were taught that Thanksgiving is when “the Pilgrims and Indians celebrated” which isn’t true at all.  Yet the myth of the first Thanksgiving is still taught in schools and passed on in homes.  The American myth of thanksgiving represents ignorance and lack of acknowledgement to the Native American people. Many students throughout generations were taught the myth of Thanksgiving.  NativeHope.org stated that,  “many teachers focus on this happy story, helping students make American Indian headdresses out of construction paper and holding Thanksgiving reenactments in their classrooms. These school activities also encourage young students to think it is okay to wear culture as a costume”.  The truth about thanksgiving needs to be known, understood, and taught so we can acknowledge the people who came before us. 

In 1621, the Plymouth Colony wouldn’t have survived if it wasn’t for the Wampanoag tribe. The Pilgrims were totally clueless about the resources available around them until the tribe showed them how to gather, hunt, and fish the area. The truth shows that no meals were eaten together in 1621. The colonists of Massachusetts Colony  thanked the local Pequots by killing them off. According to Tommy Orange in There There, Thanksgiving comes to mean a time for Europeans to celebrate killing indigenious people.  He tells us that, “In 1637, anywhere from four to seven hundred Pequot gathered for their annual Green Corn Dance, colonists surrounded their village, set it on fire, and shot any Pequot who tried to escape” (p. 5). Thanksgiving didn’t become a holiday in the US until Lincoln made it one in the middle of the 19th century. In colonial America “Thanksgiving” often involved violence against your local indigenous tribe. “Thanksgivings like these happened everywhere, whenever there were what we have to call successful massacres. At one such celebration in Manhattan, people were said to have celebrated by kicking the heads of Pequot people through the streets like soccer balls” (There, There, p. 5).  Due to this Native Americans use  Thanksgiving as a day to remember, honor their ancestors, continue to protest against racism and oppression against indigenious people. 

Giving thanks was already a way of life for Native Americans. Sean Sherman founder and CEO of the Sioux chef’s Indigenious Kitchen stated that,  “Many of my indigenous brothers and sisters refuse to celebrate Thanksgiving, protesting the whitewashing of the horrors our ancestors went through, and I don’t blame them. But I have not abandoned the holiday. I have just changed how I practice it.” (Time).   Even though Thanksgiving isn’t what most people think it is, for many indigenous people Thanksgiving can still be a time for gratitude and acknowledging a more honest version of history. Sherman continues, “the idea of giving thanks is central to Native heritage and culture, and in this way, Thanksgiving is simply a chance to appreciate the good things of life like family, community, and the riches of the land. Long before settlers arrived, Native tribes were celebrating the autumn harvest and the gift of Mother Earth’s abundance.”  As we move into Thanksgiving holiday week, take time to rethink your understanding of the holiday. Move beyond the myth and take a moment to recognize a more honest history. Giving thanks on Thanksgiving is still ok, although like Chef Sherman said, we would all benefit from changing how

(and what) we celebrate. So this Thanksgiving, take a moment to recognize the real past and give thanks to those who came before us..







A Helpless, Motionless Rock

I am a rock on the ground

So much space exists around me

Endless lands of endless variety

My freedom has no bounds

I am free to do as I please

Think

Feel

Express

My highly desirable life sparks undesirable feelings

Jealousy

Envy

Sadness

However, I’m too distracted to care

Distracted by my liberty

Distracted by my abilities

to do things all on my own

I’ve lived a long time now

I can feed myself

With no reliance on anything else

The gentle wind pushes me

Wherever I wish to go

If I hit something along the way

Oh, well

I can overcome it

I’m a strong individual

When I arrive at my destination

“How beautiful.”

The wind gives me a hard push

Interrupting my appreciation

“Can’t I have a moment to myself after traveling several miles?”

The wind pushes again

“Leave me alone. You only bring me problems.”

The wind continues

Its force progresses

Into an unforgiving jab

“Fine, I just needed some time.”

I allow a mass of myself to part ways with me

I give the wind some of my value

“Bye now.”

The wind leaves but I know its still there

I just suppress its everlasting existence

Deep down inside

I know I can't live comfortably without the wind

But I also can’t live comfortably with the wind

Without the wind, all I’d be is what I am

A helpless, motionless rock


Reframing The Narrative: Oppression versus Privilege?

My friend Wedge has a theory. He believes that undoing racism and the stranglehold mythology has on American history or society comes down to reframing the talking points away from White Privilege and emphasizing oppression in the past, present, and future experiences of People of Color (he’s not ready for BIPOC).

I have to point out that Wedge has enjoyed instigating and provoking people with his views for some time (trolling since the early days of dial up?). We used to get into it on a regular basis. Sometimes our ideas overlapped but more often our conversations digressed and one of us would walk away. More recently when we do have a chance to hang out, we have more civil and productive conversations around his backyard fire pit.  One night around the fire he dropped his notion of oppression versus privilege theory on me.  A year or so  later I keep thinking about it. As I begin my 12th grade history seminar (the History of the Other in America) I find myself dwelling on his talking points for changing how this country engages in some difficult conversations.

This year for our inaugural senior history seminar, we will examine a variety of questions or issues across racial and cultural groups as a means to reframe the narrative of America. The goal as we explore these questions or issues is twofold. First to create a more honest interpretation of US History we want to deconstruct the dominant historical narratives so that new, more accurate narratives can take their place. Second, we wish to rethink what we know about American history by exploring new topics and reexamine specific issues in greater depth. Thus far in our introductory discussions we have focused on the role of sovereignty, power, and control shape or have shaped these issues.  As I prepare for each week I keep hearing Wedge’s voice telling me to focus on oppression not privilege.

In the Wedge Theory, activists and educators will not make much headway in undoing the sins of history unless they change how more of White America thinks about race. To do that,  we need more people on the side of honest history and fewer people digging their heels in with defensive reactions. He pointed out that using terms such as privilege seems to alienate working and middle class White communities. His reasoning centered on how many people down the socioeconomic food chain struggle to comprehend that they have any privileges around race when they’ve struggled and continue to struggle to get by economically.. He suggested that  focusing on oppression initially instead of privilege would pull more people into the conversation and  create some cohesion that could then be used to dismantle the animosity between different racial and economic groups. While not a complete theory (and not without some blindspots) I found his ideas to be eye opening and intriguing. 

Of course, two old White guys sitting around a fire discussing privilege oozes privilege. We own that and recognize that we have blind spots in our understanding on numerous levels. That said, we are insiders on the outside with ideas for infiltrating the system. So, as Wedge pointed out, we need more ways to build alliances, crank up the volume on multiple narratives, and engage in supportive conversations. This doesn’t mean we avoid dismantling White privilege, it just means that perhaps we lead with another topic to get the discussion going and build relationships instead triggering a defensive reaction right from the get go.. 

So as I built curriculum for this year,  I kept his idea front and center and tried to merge it with something we talked about last year in school - that members of different communities aren’t victims of history but survivors of America’s history. That racial or ethnic groups have resisted and succeeded in spite of myriad efforts by those in power to break and bury them in the shadows of history. Regardless of where the seminar takes us, so far oppression has proven more accessible for my class than other approaches and access provides a good place to begin

When You're On The Wheel...

“When you’re on the wheel, you’ve got to deal” (Geneva, NY;, circa 1987)

I don’t remember when or who first told me I had to deal on the wheel - maybe EK but it might have been Meags or Roberti.  The phrase originated with a guy who had a Keyser Soze-like reputation in town. When we met he had an air of normalcy about him, but even if you had heard the rumors, you said nothing. His status lurked in the shadows, but when you told someone, “when you’re on the wheel”  you spoke as someone who knew the secret handshake.

It stayed with me. These days the phrase holds less intrigue and encourages folks to ‘deal’ otherwise they’ll be the person who gets thrown off the treadmill.

I use it in school all the time. It sounds way more caring and supportive than telling someone to “get over it.” The phrase can apply to a wide variety  of situations. To me it conveys a “Yes it does suck” with “what are you going to do about it” message. When I say it to a student I want them to acknowledge the problem and create a plan to overcome the issue. Resilience doesn’t come naturally to many students so like other skills, school needs to help students develop their response to obstacles and problems

For instance a few years back I had a student who did next to nothing for his culmination project on the atlatl. Two hours before his presentation when he had to hand in the various written components of the project, he mentioned that he did not do any of the work. He then asked me if he could go home. After telling him that he still had to present,  I dropped “When you’re on the wheel, you’ve got to deal” on him. Inspired, this student walked around campus and picked up a bunch of sticks and rocks. He then spent the evening trying to convince those who came to his table talks that they were in fact ancient atlatls and that cavemen rode around on dinosaurs using atlatls to hunt. Maybe that’s not the most inspiring response….

“When you’re on the wheel” also has a second level of meaning that reminds me to keep one foot in the world of how things are and the other in a world of how things could be. 

A recent conversation around high stakes testing reminded me of The Wheel. I had a brief discussion with someone who may not have appreciated my comment to an article about low test scores in America. Testing, in my professional opinion, has little educational value. Like many things in education, testing works for the adults but doesn’t really help students.  The other gentleman and I had similar frustrations with testing and the business of schooling but he came at the issue from the perspective of a parent with two students dealing with the outcomes of tests. I don’t know if he enjoyed the convo as much as I did, but it provided a good reminder that sometimes you have to deal with the ‘what is’ and not so much with ‘how things should be.’ Even though Do.Think.Learn doesn’t do standardized tests and right now my students won’t be going to colleges that require SATs, etc. I do a fair amount of test prep with my tutoring clients. Despite research that suggests that your written DMV test is a more accurate predictor of undergraduate success than the SAT/ACT. Some students still need to play that game. Just because I think testing is a scam, if my students want that, my professional obligation is to get them ready for those tests. When you’re on the wheel…

Teachers and students find themselves on the wheel everyday. As much as we may dislike some things we can’t just choose not to do  them. That doesn’t serve anyone well. 

As I closed out of that conversation, I had a flashback to the Q & A at my first conference presentation. At that conference I presented on the intersection of students’ perception of risks and moral and ethical issues in school.  Somehow the first question I got went something like, ”What are your recommendations for transforming the education system.” My response - “burn it to the ground and start over.” Once the gasps and eye rolling ended the rather patient principal who asked the question followed up with, “Sure we’d love to but for those who have to do our best with students on Monday, how can we better move the system forward?” I really appreciated how they followed up and we ended up having a great discussion that produced some solid ideas. I needed to take into consideration that as a school leader that educator might want to “burn it down” but doing so wouldn’t benefit her students or teachers. That principal had  to deal with the practical issues of the right now and work to transform a system that may not welcome change. I tell prospective families that Do.Think.Learn changes education one student at a time. This tagline reflects both the reality of the education system and the idea that to create change you have to start with the world right in front of you. 

“When you’re on the wheel, you’ve got to deal.”

The education system often presents teaching and learning as a narrow set of wheels that students have to deal with to “succeed” (testing for example). In reality school represents more than one wheel; more than a single measure of success; and more than one successful way to deal. More frequently, schools present students with wheels of all shapes and sizes as well as the occasional interconnected set of wheels. Fortunately more and more multiple paths forward have emerged for students not only to deal with school but to successfully demonstrate a wider range and greater depth of skills.

Do.Think.Learn emerged as a way to do school differently. We didn’t burn the system down, but created a space for more students to succeed in school. We support students who need a different way to learn or those whose talents go unnoticed in more traditional learning communities. In many ways we follow in the words of Husker Du frontman Bob Mould - I didn't smash the system as much as create something new.  That said, as much as I want to burn it all down, I stay tethered to the institution of education in this state and this country. We do things differently - emphasize skills not subjects, personalize the curriculum, and follow a less is more ethos. Yet we still follow the A-G reqs for high school and national subject standards. This modern one room schoolhouse sets out to show you can have a nontraditional environment and still provide high quality learning.  Rigor isn’t a bad word, DTL just redefined what rigor looks like in school. This school doesn’t test but every day is a test.  We do this so students can deal with whatever they come across; wherever they go; and whatever they do. So when they find themself on the wheel, they know how to deal.


Why I Teach

From a young age  I knew I should teach. Yet I fought it. Then I fought it some more.  I spent my youth “volunteering” in my Mom’s classroom. Our basement at home had a small classroom set up in the corner.  I saw firsthand what it took and tried to avoid the calling. Eventually I gave in. Although how I teach evolves and changes, why I teach has remained the same.

I teach to empower. Learning - real learning - empowers individuals. Supporting their development of various skills builds confidence. Encouraging students to deconstruct an idea and rebuild it - to think critically or from multiple perspectives , and to develop their own answers - helps each individual discover how much they are capable of in school and out. My job isn’t to teach students what to think. My job is to teach students ways to think and effective ways to express themselves. Learning lights a spark. That spark powers change and empowers the future.

I teach to break down walls. In school and life students confront myriad walls. Some walls exist between students and teachers. Other times walls separate students and subject matter or skill development. Numerous walls intersect in classrooms and hallways between students or groups of students. Students construct walls to protect themselves from a variety of academic and social intrusions. These walls limit or prevent individuals from accessing their full potential, diverse resources, and an array of opportunities. Part of teaching means breaking down these barriers and providing guidance for students so they can address such barriers in the future on their own. Too often students bash themselves against the wall to no avail. However, every wall has a weakness and knocking it down is not the only path forward.  I teach so that  individuals can access the knowledge, skills, and community resources around them. A teacher also provides students with the guidance to confront, navigate, and overcome the walls or gatekeepers obstructing their success in the future.

I teach to build bridges. Whether we want to admit it or not, teaching and learning doesn’t happen without an interconnected network of relationships.  First, the teacher/student relations establishes the foundation of learning. To learn means  crossing a gap between old and new knowledge, the past and future, or the known and the unknown. Trust, safety, and support allow a student to step out to cross that gap. The teacher builds bridges that each student feels safe walking across those gaps. Students also need a bridge to cross over the schisms of social risks and peer pressures that interfere with their academic and mental health. Bridges between individuals and groups build community and support students as they negotiate around the array of pressures in school. Students also need to bridge their life in school and their life outside of school as well as who they are now and who they want to be in the future.  Building a network of bridges between their various worlds students know they have a way forward that remains connected to their identity and their history. As a teacher I build bridges and watch as they cross into the future.

That’s why I teach.

Comfort Kills

As in skateboarding, it’s the concrete, the scrapes, and hitting your shin on metal that leads to improvement - getting better and keeping you sharp.” (Van Doren, 2021, Authentic, p.200)

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My Mom taught me a lot of things about teaching. She often said that a teacher should comfort the afflicted and afflict the comfortable. Mary Jo also told me that as a teacher I should get comfortable with being uncomfortable.  Since my Mom was the greatest teacher I know, I actually listened.  So before we afflict the comfortable, let’s explore why comfort limits what we know and makes us more susceptible to problems in a rapidly changing future.

My students told me that saying, “comfort kills” or “afflict the comfortable” might be considered clickbait, but that they seemed like solid policies. Millions of students do not have access to comfort. These students are too busy negotiating fight or flight situations. For these students, schools should actively find ways to provide comfort so those students can learn. However, lately the comfort/discomfort conversation has not centered around students on the margins or borderlands  of school communities. The politics of schooling has flipped the script in some parts of the country as a reactionary response to the perceived victimization of those who fear diversification of the social, economic, and political landscape.

People do strange things and fight hard to remain in their comfort zones. Parents do even stranger things to ensure that their students remain comfortable. Many popular parenting styles (helicopter, drone strike, snowplow) all strive to maintain comfort. Too often these days comfort has become the end all be all of life in school and out of schools. In some parts of the country, causing someone intellectual or cognitive discomfort lands you in jail. Politicians and parents in various communities have worked quite hard to ensure that their children retain exclusive rights to the privilege of comfort. Archconservatives in Florida, Texas, and other states designed, misappropriated. and promoted outdated orthodoxy in order to keep the comfortable comfortable. One could easily argue that the efforts by Christian conservatives and White Nationalists in (primarily) southern state governments have far reaching and immensely harmful effects on the members of the BIPOC and LGBTQ+ communities. However, one could also argue that these efforts also damage the very youth that these politicians and mobs of parents claim they want to protect. Disenfranchised or marginalized students - those outside the mainstream or dominant narrative - have had to get used to these exclusionary and prejudiced practices. Unfortunately they have experience in dealing with and negotiating racism, homophobia, and anti-trans rhetoric. The students within the mainstream usually have no clue. They have become so used to the comforts such social and political protections provide that they struggle constantly when mommy, daddy, or Uncle Ron can’t help them and life forces them out of their comfort zones. Those students need help. Yes way too much attention and too many resources go to the comfortable, but let’s take a moment to dismantle this idea of comfort. 

All students can benefit from exploring and expanding the edges of their comfort zone. Students, parents, and teachers have all become reluctant to embrace discomfort. Many of us have all become too used to our comfort zones. We have grown lazy from not venturing out or only speaking with those we agree with on issues. Teachers, students, parents, and politicians are all guilty of this failure to act. Accommodating parenting or teaching styles and efforts to preserve, protect and provide a better childhood for the well off has actually backfired.

If comfort kills, then discomfort saves. Discomfort does not mean pain, suffering or even pressure to perform.  All learning involves causing some level of discomfort, so buckle up. Discomfort is a good thing.

Comfort gives both privilege and problems. Physical, social, emotional, and cognitive comfort represents moments in which a person does not have to worry. To be comfortable is to exist above or free of worry.  Linger too long, not doing anything and getting going again feels impossible. The double edge sword of comfort provides rest and recovery, but also stagnation and a loss of physical or intellectual dexterity. Coaches and meatheads used to say, “No pain, no gain.” Frighteningly, they had it mostly right. To get in better physical shape you need to sweat and you’ll be sore afterwards. However, there’s a big difference between pain and discomfort. If you don’t ever sweat in the gym, you won’t ever make much progress. If you limit learning to only rainbows and sparkles, happy happy, joy joy activities, students won’t learn much.

When people say that learning should be happy and joyous - I usually throw up in my mouth.  After I choke down my initial reaction, I ask some clarifying questions. Don’t get me wrong, I dig it when someone feels giddy or triumphant at the outcome of an activity or learning experience. But the process of learning may not go smoothly or may present significant challenges. In order to learn, you must embrace some discomfort.

Learning requires us to move outside our known world and process new information. This requires some time outside one’s comfort zone, which is not alway happy or joyous.  We don’t always know what to do with or how we feel about new information. Academic or intellectual comfort is the antithesis of learning.

Comfort sits at the center of the American Dream. Even as that dream fades into mythology, comfort remains the goal for many Americans. Social comfort… economic comfort… emotional comfort… intellectual comfort - if you subscribe to Maslow’s Hierarchy of Needs this makes total sense. However, if we never get off the proverbial couch our curiosity stagnates and we become reluctant to explore new ideas or challenge ourselves.

Classrooms can do more to help students explore the boundaries of their comfort zones, to learn, and to realize their full potential. When individuals explore the boundaries of their comfort zone, their behavior resembles how people behave when they decide to swim in the ocean. You’ve got those that get their feet wet and then spend time splashing bits of water on themselves before moving a bit further out so their ankles get wet. Others go and stand knee deep and contemplate the water. With these first two groups, they may go in further but often return to the safety of their chair or towel. Still others walk slowly into the surf taking everything in, hopping over breakers for a bit before sinking under a wave. Finally you have the few folks who sprint out into the surf and dive under the biggest wave they can find. If you asked a classroom teacher they could probably group their students by similar classroom behavior.

Discomfort and comfort are necessary components of growth. I love sitting doing nothing every once in a while. I can’t stay like that since things always have to get done. You don’t get stronger when you exercise. The gains come after you workout and let your body rest. Exercise pushes your muscles, etc. but rest allows your body to incorporate that work as growth and create a new normal. In order for your body to learn how to be more capable, you have to balance discomfort and comfort, effort and recovery.

Different sciences tell us that systemic learning requires balance. Homeostasis or equilibrium represent bodies or ecosystems in balance. When something new comes and disrupts a food web, it pushes things out of whack. This disequilibrium causes some panic in the  system but adjustments happen and equilibrium returns. However, if a system gets pushed too far from it comfort zone, it struggles to recover. If a system never experiences change, it struggles when it eventually does confront problematic incursions.

Balance is the key to managing discomfort. If you push too hard exercising bad things happen - pulled muscles, back goes out, etc. Injuries represent your body’s reminder that you pushed too hard and went too far out of balance. In response your body will need time to recover, find ways to heal or grow while it slowly returns to its preferred state of homeostasis.  The brain works in similar ways. For our purposes, comfort represents a state of cognitive and emotional balance. New or different information comes in that stretches or pushes our system out of balance.  We make sense of that information as we sit with for a period of time in which we construct knowledge and expand what we know.

Balance allows us to keep one foot in our comfort zone while we edge out into unchartered territory or wrestle with new ideas. In a previous lifetime I studied the impact of various types of risks on learning and students’ behavior. To help students negotiate risk (another key component of learning) adults needed to provide moderate risks.  This Goldilocks sweet spot provided not much risk; not too little; but just the right amount of risk so that students could extend their comfort zones and achieve more. Discomfort in moderation within a supportive environment helps us all grow, learn or understand more, and live a more enriching life.

We have to remember that our students, your children, almost all youth can handle WAY more than we think they can and can demonstrate resilience beyond what we imagine. Usually, and I think it is the case in this situation, the adults are the problem. If students don’t learn to negotiate discomfort they will struggle with the increasing complexity of life as they get older. Realistically however, school years have already become more difficult for youth than they were back in the day.  Instead of supporting their students, parents and teachers more often than not help youth avoid uncomfortable topics or issues.  Given the tools to succeed, students can do amazing things and handle whatever comes their way in this ever changing world..

I learned not to argue with Mary Jo. In order to learn and grow we all have to get comfortable with being uncomfortable. Teachers do, from time to time,  need to upend the couch on those who are hogging it in order to let others rest. Challenge yourself to embrace discomfort in different ways each day. As for the states of Magastan that have banned uncomfortable conversations,  I can only wonder why these conversations frighten them so much.



Teaching Among the Unicorns and Cannonballs

The old lifeguard test included an exercise in which you had to  tread water while holding a brick over your head for five minutes. If the brick got wet, you failed. I reckon a lot of people feel like they are treading water while holding a brick over their head.  If you’ve never had to tread water with a brick overhead, you really missed out.

More than anything else in that certification process the brick test caused me quite a bit of anxiety. I worked my training into my shifts at the Children’s Home (“who wants to go to the pool?”). In most sessions I would start out strong, but after 20 seconds the floundering and sputtering would begin. Co-workers asked if my brick and I needed floaties. My clients took wagers on my success and drawing potential or would divebomb my efforts. I saw spots and swallowed some nasty pool water..

I worked so hard to keep my brick dry. Making it to 30 seconds felt glorious until I realized that 30 seconds is not remotely close to five minutes. UGH… I didn’t get it. I could tread water for 20 minutes on my own. Bricks don’t weigh much. Even my delicate flower-like self could hold a brick up for five minutes. Yet, put those two things together and I quickly became aquatically challenged. With two weeks to go my brick hadn’t stayed dry beyond two minutes…SIGH

Lately I’ve been thinking a lot about the brick test experience. 

In 2018 the US ranked 16th in a study that explored the link between respect for teachers and educational quality around the world. Of 35 nations China ranked first, 60 points higher than the US. When asked what profession teaching is similar to, the Chinese respondents compared teachers with doctors. In the US, people equate teachers with librarians. Now, librarians rock, but…ouch. And this was in the Before Time (pre pandemic).

Now that we’ve begun the After Time (post pandemic) and the culture war hysteria continues to run rampant, I reckon that the next time they publish this data the US will have fallen further down if not out of the Top 20. These days even the people who say they respect teachers don't really respect teachers. Yet, even if they did respect teachers, respect is not enough.

Saying you respect teachers really just pays lip service to the profession.  I mean it isn’t as bad as saying that teaching is “a noble profession,”  but it’s close.  Please don’t ever say to me that teaching is noble…just please don’t.  Uttering that phrase tells me two things… First, you have no clue. Second, you didn’t pay attention in your ancient and medieval history class.  Most people have no idea what it takes to teach and, if I remember correctly, the nobility had wealth and power.  Teachers have neither wealth nor power. It doesn’t have to be this way.

Like other professions or parenting, teachers have a brick test everyday. Except when teachers tread water with their bricks they have people doing cannonballs all around them. To survive this, it helps to look for unicorns. The chaos of treading water, with a brick overhead, amongst all the madness tends to garner all of our attention. That chaos obscures our vision and it doesn’t help that unicorns don’t always present as magical creatures. Unicorns often present as a brief moment of calm, a kind word or gesture, or a breakthrough with a student. Sometimes unicorns just remind you that things could suck worse.  To paraphrase The Waterboys, we get so focused on the crescent that we don’t see the whole of the moon. 

No matter how tiring treading water is; no matter how heavy the brick feels; or how long the brick test seems - unicorns exist.

I passed that brick test and got my lifeguard certification. I stopped focusing on the time and the weight to embrace the spots of color I saw or the dry taste of fresh air. At some point things got better if just for a moment. During my test, my head dropped under the water every so often. When it did I saw an array of colors as my spray of water arced across the bright sun. I could also see that some folks struggled worse than I did during the test. Yeah it did suck. Maybe there’s a fine line between drowning and succeeding, but I had it pretty good and just needed to hold on.

Some things prove difficult or do suck, but it could be worse. That’s my mantra these days. In my daily brick test I embrace the suck knowing that others have it way worse and the test will eventually end. If I’m lucky I tap into that unicorn magic and use the words of my former classmate Giles Corey and say to the world, “more weight.”


Power Struggles of the World

I can count the number of useful trainings, in-services, or pre-services I’ve participated in over the last 20 years on one hand. Perhaps due to some karmic retribution, I’ve sat through a multitude of worthless trainings for my various jobs. 

One of the few helpful sessions I participated in focused on disengaging from power struggles. Parents and teachers have probably experienced the joy of these phenomena. And, if you have experienced this, you know the struggle is real.

This particular training emphasized not getting sucked in and providing choices as well as consequences. We practiced disengaging. We explored choices and consequences. Most importantly we worked on setting boundaries. The facilitator constantly reinforced that power struggles reflect some combination of ego, a need to test limits, as well as  the lack of clear or consistent boundaries. To this day, this training sits near the top of my best sessions list. 

At DTL I haven’t had to deal with a power struggle for awhile. When I have had to deal with one, I gave the student some choices  and walked away. It felt delightful. The student got a bit pissy for a spell but we emerged on the other side better than before. 

When I share strategies for avoiding power struggles with parents more often than not their response centers on giving in to avoid problems (tantrums, meltdowns, etc.) or a fear that their child won’t like them anymore. If I could monetize every time a parent told me “you don’t understand you’re not their parent,” teaching might actually pay off. 

Yes any and all of those reactions might happen. Totally expected -  all of them are ok. A student (your student) may indeed lose it. However, eventually they tire and move on. Your child or student may in fact not like you for a period of time. Also appropriate. Remember - neither parent nor teacher are synonymous with ‘friend.’ 

If a parent or teachers consistently engage or give in to power struggles the young person will grow up expecting to always get their way. Permissive parents or teachers create problematic people. The Outsiders always goes over well at Do.ThinkLearn. We always have great conversations around this book. One passage that seems to catch students off guard happens when Randy the Soc talks to PonyBoy about his dead friend Bob. Now Bob is quite the @$$h0le before he gets killed. He torments Johnny and PonyBoy until they fight back. Anyway, Randy mentions that Bob’s parents constantly indulged their son and he always got away with things, but really all Bob wanted was for his parents to set boundaries for his world. Almost every student eventually admits that they might not like boundaries or limits but they do make them feel safer or less anxious. Students love to test limits but they also need those limits.

When I look around, the world seems ablaze with power struggles that combine a need for attention and an overindulged ego.

Power struggles  have become quite popular in the larger world of adults these days. The old normal devolved thanks to power struggles and permissive parenting. The early stages of the new normal don’t seem much better. The news of the day often reflects tantruming adults who sound like children who didn’t get their way. Permissive parenting or indulgent institutions have fostered childlike power struggles in politics, in school board meetings, and in professional sports (just to name a few). Leaders and institutions keep engaging with this childlike behavior which only enables more tantruming and more entitlement.  These entitled individuals torment the rest of us as they desperately flail around unmoored to boundaries. We now live in a world of Bobs. The Bobs of the world and their spoiled supporters feel like they can do whatever they want and that any limits or consequences reflect tyrannical power or discrimination. Really though, they  just grew up, as Bob did, to be entitled and selfish.

The older I get the more I have to admit that my parents were right about more things than I care to admit. As a teenager, I got into it with my parents about my curfew from time to time. I usually told them that their rules were draconian and that I’d be home when I felt like it. One time my Mother looked at me and in her best 1st grade teacher voice said to me, “You are free to do that. Just know you’ll be grounded and lose your car privileges.”  I stammered off complaining loudly but got home on time. When I first got into teaching my Mom gave me two truisms that have stood the test of time. First she told me that all students want boundaries. She then told me, “say what you’re going to do and then do what you said.”  Mary Jo - 1,276 and J - 3.

These rules and the power struggle guidelines reflect a good approach to teaching so my question is, why can’t school leaders, politicians, and governing bodies provide choices, outline consequences, and be consistent in their leadership styles? Doing so might include a few tantrums, but may reduce long term problems down the road. We don’t need anymore Bobs.


The Girl in the Mosh Pit

I often think about how things could have been. How the treatment I endure would differ. How people’s perception of me would differ. I ponder the countless advantages. 

As a young child, I would have never guessed that one’s gender could affect one’s quality of life. The notion of respect is a lie. A lie that most everyone is aware of, something so normalized that people helplessly allow it, despite the sudden mood change it sparks. 

This habitual discrimination against my gender occurs in many forms, within many categories. The reasoning behind all of this is unclear. Perhaps it’s because we are seen as submissive, stay-at-home creatures. Individuals with the sole purpose of serving others. For some, this struggle occurs everyday. For me, I come across this struggle mainly in metal music. It’s a genre dominated by males in a world dominated by males, so you can expect some trouble as a woman. I, along with many others, think some people in the community should change their ways.

People often like sticking to wildly outdated values, but I am certain now that those who continue to undermine women are afraid of change. An alteration in how you perceive relationships is understandably difficult. When you hold values passed down by generations, those ideas can feel permanently engraved in one’s mind, so the switch to a new mindset can seem impossible. I feel sympathy towards people who work so hard for a new mindset. I don’t feel sympathy towards assholes whose current mindset ignores the necessity of basic respect. 

Staying with the same perceptions for your entire life is immature. Ignorant individuals must realize their toxic perceptions and realize how douchey they can be. This is what I wish I could say to those conservative, misogynistic men. This is what I wish I could explain in a nature that will actually provoke a commitment to retreat from those dated and stupid ideals. Unfortunately, the effort to regard another gender feels too tiresome for them. I’ve tried to live with it and not waste my time attempting to make them understand. But I still feel a yearning for change. I feel like this issue has left a dent in my brain which won’t heal unless a change comes into play. To some people, this might sound like an exaggeration, but I encourage those people to take a look at themselves. Are you an average straight white man? Are you a woman who has dealt with so much disrespect that you’ve completely adjusted and unconsciously accepted this lame way of life?  If you relate to one of these and find this too dramatic, you’ve been blinded. 

I aim to never allow this blinding ignorance to subvert my own values. Yes, these discriminatory acts do hinder my confidence at times. I have somewhat learned to “live with it,” but this issue never leaves my mind. I am constantly annoyed. 

Sometimes people think they are helping women, but they just make things worse. It irritates me when people think they’re helping me and really they’re just as bad as the misogynists. Mainly, these efforts are prejudice in disguise. For instance, men assuming that I fear moshing at a concert and try to make the experience less “aggressive.” Of course, trying to create a safer environment is consideration for one’s feelings, but why the fuck would I enter a mosh pit if I didn’t want the classic, energized experience of one? Those who do such “kind acts'' assume that people like me are afraid of that environment. I am convinced that they assume women are intimidated by men and masculinity. I see it as a form of bias. Some groups need a level of special accommodations due to discrimination, but I don’t need that. I just want equal treatment. 

People shouldn’t think of my gender as a weak and vulnerable one. All I ask for is equal respect. Fuck guy’s night. Fuck girl’s night. Fuck the separation of  genders. I’m tired of division. I’m tired of stereotypical things - Skateboarding and football: boys. Ballet and cooking: girls. It’s all bullshit. 

Differentiation should not happen between genders. Rather, people should embrace the fact that naturally, everyone is different. I can’t force my beliefs upon someone just like how someone else can’t force their beliefs onto me. All we can do is discuss and try to understand. Seeing the world through different perspectives is healthy, but holding onto one perspective that screws up the quality of someone else’s life is selfish. As much as I’d like to live in a world where everyone respects each other, I know it’s impossible. Too much variety exists in the world. I hope that anyone who reads this can understand what I’m trying to convey. To sum up this rant, I will say that all I aim for is a basic sense of equality. All people no matter their religion, ethnicity, gender or sex/gender should be able to indulge in a mosh pit.

LT


Mythology vs. History

American history is longer, larger, more various, more beautiful, 

and more terrible than anything anyone has ever said about it.  

(James Baldwin)

 

Lately I’ve heard chatter about the crimes and horrors caused by people trying to revise American history. To hear some people talk they’d have you believe that The 1619 Project  was the second coming of Mein Kampf. I don’t know if I agree with everything in 1619, but I know for sure it isn’t one of the four horsemen of the apocalypse. When I hear this, I work hard not to laugh. First, history is not limited to a fixed set of facts. It is, however, complicated, multifaceted, and painful. Second, we should alway work to revise and update our understanding of all facts, opinions, perspectives, etc. (I believe that’s called learning). Certain media types rage against efforts to revise the history of the United States. The problem is, the American history they claim to protect is more mythology than history.

American history as taught or portrayed in most textbooks for the last 100+ years reflects a convenient and oversimplified interpretation of history. So really most textbooks have shared the actual revisionist history. I don’t know what you call it when someone tries to revise revisionist history but I support those efforts.

Many of us grew up learning  American Mythology not American history. We were indoctrinated by tall tales of great men, great ideas, and great events. Unfortunately too few people resist or question those tales and only a handful of people examine the history of the US with a more nuanced, honest, and multilayered lens.

At DTL we don’t use textbooks. I have three reasons for this. First, textbooks reflect outdated, generalized, or superficial accounts of many subjects. Second, too often teachers depend on the text. It becomes a security blanket for their practice.Without a textbook I have to create and update my material constantly. Yes this is more work and it helps me be a better teacher. Third, using a variety of sources, many of which are online, provides learning opportunities around perspectives, reliable sources, bias, etc. I could also talk about how expensive textbooks are but then I’d mention how I think the textbook and testing industries are scams, but we will leave alone for now.

Fear in pockets of White America has bred anxiety around increased diversity in schools and academic subjects. These fears have been bred by extremists and racists in the media and the fringes of our communities. This essay will not address those fears or those that exacerbate those fears. But, if you want a good historical comparison I encourage people to explore the causes of and events within the Salem Witch Trials. However, if you catch me at the right time, I might tell you that “own the libs” was how the Taliban  got started or that worshiping trolls and the denizens of the emerging American Taliban doesn’t make for a happy ending.

Let’s get back to mythology versus history.

Mythology As History

Typically when people think of ‘mythology’ they envision the stories of ancient civilizations such as Greece, Egypt, etc. These tales involve the struggle between gods and great beasts occasionally for the benefit of mere mortals. Now you can geek out on mythology for years or use them to make millions like Rick Riordan. For most of us though, these tall tales have little resemblance to real events. However, what if these myths were based on real people and real events? More and more research has emerged to support the idea that mythological stories were created to explain and perhaps soften real people and events. These tales might actually be sensationalized and sanitized interpretations of history. Christopher McDougall’s Natural Born Heroes  (Chapter 15) provides a nice recap when he explores this idea. This means that it isn’t much of a stretch to say that Washington, Jefferson, Lincoln, and Roosevelt are America’s version of  Zeus, Poseidon, Hera, and Athena (although the Greeks admitted women to Olympus much faster than we did).

History as Mythology

The “history” some fall all over themselves to protect is best described as “based on real people and real events.”  When Fox News puts up a headline about the “Mis-Education of America” chances are they want to rail against efforts to deconstruct the mythological narrative of America that has dominated for decades. History as mythology is no accident. Textbooks cannot provide a deep layered approach to history. They can barely provide multiple perspectives these days. In the early 20th century the expansion of public education, using the assembly line as a guide, aimed to Americanize the influx of European immigrants. In order to whitewash the Great Unwashed, schools and their texts told fantastic and simplistic tales of great men, heroic events, and easy to grasp values in order to assimilate the largely unwanted denizens from the Old World. The myth of America thus took root and grew into the dominant narrative of US history. To question or not accept that narrative (both then and now) casts one as un-American worthy of conservative re-education camps. The Myth of America stands like statues in our shared  public spaces. One problem with statues is that they become hideously discolored and covered in bird shit over time. History is similar.

In classroom discussion around hierarchies of power I remind my students that power is not a problem to those that have power. Similarly, history isn’t a problem to those reflected in that history. Those not reflected in the dominant narrative face a horrendous uphill battle for inclusion. To question the myth strikes fear in the hearts of true believers and those who benefit from that narrative. For centuries those forces have squelched the voices of  myriad Americans. Slowly and begrudgingly other stories and perspectives have been added to the accepted narrative. Textbooks thus also had to start adding snippets of other voices and viewpoints as sidebars or interest stories to the ‘real’ history. Eventually some textbooks altered their interpretations just enough to appease their critics but not enough to call into question the main characters or plot of the Myth. In recent years a few textbooks attempted to provide a more honest view of history (multiple perspectives and some critical analysis of long held beliefs). This caused confusion and outrage - not amongst the students but primarily amongst the adults.

Adults Ruin Everything

Parents often say they want a different school experience for their children. Yet, when they don’t recognize what is taught or how it is taught - many of them freak out. Right now an unhinged segment of parents have definitely freaked out. Yet as America evolves and diversifies a more accurate accounting of our history is required. This isn’t new or revised stories but a history finally freed from the clutches of one group’s power. Instead of sharing however, a chunk of White America has clutched to “their history” much like a tantruming preschooler unwilling to share their toys. Most people can support and even want to hear a wider array of perspectives, a richer narrative of America. It means more people can see themself in the story. Representation matters - it doesn’t mean they hate America. 

However, as White America is forced to share power and resources with those demonized as “The Other” for centuries inclusion and celebrating diversity stickers just won’t cut it. Yet as researchers dig deeper and excavate more of the history of this country, the findings have fractured the Myth of America. This has shook some to the core. Couple this uncertainty with the anxiety over rapidly changing communities and ways of living and we have a tinder box of fear waiting. It is no accident that the most agitated and aggressive demonstrations against CRT and anti-racist education have occurred in communities that have undergone rapid diversity in their population in recent years.

Mirror Mirror

History tells the story of lights and shadows. Mythology tells one story one way. History tells one story many different ways. It provides a rich narrative. Or, think of history as something you can see up close or from a distance. You can look at it from one side and then the other. It has the good, bad, and ugly intertwined in the same people, places, and events. Like a Clint Eastwood western, the heroes don’t actually wear white hats or always do the right thing. History isn’t meant to be pretty or fit neatly in a textbook chapter.

History is the  mirror of America. In its reflection we see our personal and collective reflections. I don’t know about you but some days I look into the mirror and I like what I see. Other days, not so much.  As a country we don’t always like how we look when we peer into history. Let’s be honest, sometimes we look at our history, and see undeniable evidence of reckless cruelty. For some however, when they peer in and are repulsed by what they see, they blame or smash the mirror in response. I’m fortunate in that I can see a bit of myself in the mirror of America. Others can’t. They want to see themselves in the mirror, but their path to the mirror is blocked. For still more people, they get to the mirror only to find the glass hogged by individuals primping and preening at their own reflection.

History Shouldn’t Be A Mystery

Some argue that this history makes kids Anti-White. Others say this “new” history upsets too many students. And still others say these efforts divide the country. To that I say (in order): no, maybe, and HAHAHA.

My recommendation - stop forcing history into an Either/Or scenario and zero sum narratives. Embrace the layers as well as the push and pull within those layers. Teachers should help students learn how to think, not teach them what to think. That said, we have to push back and call out nonsense so don’t ask for a unit of study denying the Holocaust. Yes, some students will get upset. That’s ok. The goal is not to upset kids, but yeah history hurts sometimes. Guilt happens, is largely self-inflicted, and is not helpful. In children it is to be expected.  When this happens teachers have excellent opportunities to provide support and learning conversations. Focusing too much on guilt distracts from the real issues involved and frankly adults often use guilt as one type of power play. If youth understand racism by the end of nursery school, they can handle history that is scaffolded for their comprehension. Teachers have to be supportive and show empathy and help students negotiate all sorts of emotions in school. History is no different. Students cry in math but no one protests that subject.Lately I hear people saying that teaching history will divide the country… Seriously this is something else I have to call bullshit on. Almost everyone using that excuse is White, thinks they’re White, or may want to be White. So in case you haven’t noticed America has almost always been divided. Under the veneer of the United States a divided and fractured nation sails from past to present and into the future. Doctors don’t heal fractures without x rays. We as a country can’t heal our divides without confronting our reflection in the mirror of history.

Teaching a culturally responsive and more accurate history of the United States is not outrageous. It can be done with intention and in layers. It provides numerous opportunities to stop, think, and discuss specific ideas, crucial moments, and analyze individuals. Some of these moments may be controversial and that’s fantastic. Nothing gets students engaged like some controversy (not conspiracies). Most students hate history class for two main reasons - it’s boring and it has no connection to their actual life. No wonder - most history curricula have been stripped of any flavor and packaged in a generic box.  In this quest to turn history into shapeless, ambiguous gruel teachers also removed any connections to students' lives.  Don’t kid yourself by telling them they are doomed to repeat history if they don’t learn it. And I get it, when you see 135 students a day there’s not much you can do, but c’mon. Adding controversy and conversations or using some imagination brings connection. Business and leadership articles alway point to the “because that’s how we’ve always done it” as the harbinger of doom. Yet, in history class teaching what we have always taught is the standard operating procedure. 

Teaching the standard version of US history (ie. The Myth of America) is like Baskin & Robbins only serving one flavor. If the US continues to teach mythology instead of history we will only see what we want to see. People will continue with their superficial and simplistic idea of how this country has evolved and what influenced those changes. They will miss the richness of our story. They will misuse quotes and make weak comparisons across history. 

 To cling in desperation to the Myth of America will lead to the future of America laying in ruins. Mythology excludes. History includes.


Holidays: Magic or Malaise

I’m not a huge fan of Christmas. One of my life goals is to never watch It’s a Wonderful Life.  No carols until the 20th of December  is a yearly mantra. I find the hype and hypocrisy a bit much. And all of that was before my Mom passed during Christmas a few years ago. Don’t start calling me Scrooge, etc. And please don’t start in on the alleged war of Christmas. Save it.  Truth is, I love Christmas, but usually the message of Christmas gets lost in all the BS around the holiday.

That said, you won’t be surprised when I say that I struggle during the holidays sometimes. When I do, one thing I can fall back on is what kids that life had shafted, taught me about the magic of Christmas.  Thanks to them, no matter how deep the Xmas BS gets, I experienced the magic of Christmas.

While I have numerous awesome memories around Christmas - from Our Happy Birthday Jesus parties growing up, my uncle driving into Westfield from Tucson unannounced and then driving some more to find me a race car set; my first Secret Santa party in junior high; three snowy Christmases Tucson, and  fresh trails behind the groomer at Hyak. But when things turn dark  the memories that I return to fight the malaise of the season are Christmases at Childrens’ Home..

Residential treatment doesn’t usually inspire the Christmas Spirit but for me those experiences represent the essence of the holiday. In fact my experiences working at the Childrens’ Home taught me about the magic of Christmas and got me believing in Santa Clause again. 

The days leading up to holidays were filled with chaos and big feelings. Youth didn’t know if they could go home for the holiday.Some didn’t have a home to home to and others had a home they didn’t want to go back to even if it meant presents and a break from the Childrens’ Home. Once all that got sorted out and those who were leaving did leave everything settled down. The Tucson community did a lot for the clients of the Children’s Home. We had presents donated from all corners of the city. For me, however, it was a time where we could immerse our clients in just being kids for a few days.

Perhaps my favorite Christmas memory was a Christmas Eve in my first or second year working there.  Of our 16 clients, only three remained - a nine year old Navajo boy, a ten year old BiPolar, Schizophrenic girl with anger issues, and a 12 year old girl who killed her mother and wanted more than anything to be loved. Three clients, two staff and an envelope with a few hundred dollars for food for three days (the kitchen ladies finally got a well deserved holiday).  Our first big decision of the holiday involved making a decision on what to eat for dinner on Christmas Eve.

One of the ladies suggested we go out for dinner. Soon we realized that none of the youth  had ever been to a restaurant that had waiters or waitresses. We asked the kids what kind of food they always wanted to try and after a quick meeting of the minds it was decided that we would have Chinese food for dinner that Christmas Eve. 

We made a reservation at Peking Palace and the preparations began. Leander asked me to iron his jeans and his cowboy shirt. The ladies took baths, curled their hair, and put on their best dresses. My boss Robyn and I loaded everyone into the van  and off we went.

Many of the details of that night have faded with time. What I do remember is the look on the kids’ faces when the hostess welcomed us, took the ladies’ coats, and showed us to our table. Chopsticks and cloth napkins were new things as was being able to order anything they wanted off a menu. Our waitress patiently answered every question about the different dishes and soon the table was filled with dumplings, spring rolls, General Tso’s Chicken, Sesame Beef, soups, and curries. We learned that fish sauce was the original ketchup and you could in fact put it on everything. We all tried our best to use chopsticks. Fortunately the  wait staff had time to give chopstick lessons and explained that yes we could just lift the bowl to our mouth. These youth who had dealt with the crappiest aspects of what life had to offer forgot about all that and for a few hours felt like royalty. Robyn and I forgot we were working and didn’t focus on when our shift ended. We saw the magic growing around us.

What I realized was that curiosity, possibility, and wonder comprised the magic of Christmas.

Soon enough with To Go boxes in hand we headed out to the van and the inevitable question - “do we have to head back so soon?” And to that we knew enough to say, “No, no we don’t.” Two young ladies who fought most days of the week shared ideas and talked about how they couldn’t wait to try wearing makeup. Leander held the door open for the ladies.

The magic of Christmas was upon us.

We drove off into the night to enjoy everything we could. Our first stop was a mountain lookout. The girls told Leander that we’d be able to see Santa from up there, but really we just ruined the makeout sessions of some teenagers and looked out across the lights of Tucson. We picked out the brightest neighborhoods and were soon  driving through those super decorated neighborhoods that went all out with lights. Soon enough the kids were each asleep in their row of the van. As we rolled back into the parking lot everyone woke up and I’ll admit, I wasn’t sure what to expect. Would it be back to business as usual? Would the magic of that evening burst or fade?

Maybe it was more for us than them but we had the kids change into pajamas and slippers while we made hot cocoa for us all. While we watched Christmas specials on TV and listened to Christmas songs on the radio each child fell asleep on their couch wrapped in a blanket. We carried each of them to their bed and tucked them in. The ladies each thanked us as we tucked them in. Leander, wiped out, mumbled his thanks. But as I left his room he woke briefly and asked, “Is that Christmas?” 

Yes my friend, that is Christmas. A moment to be a child; to have hope; to consider what could be; and forget if for only a moment that life is hard.

Not everyone gets excited about the holidays. Instead of calling them out as Scrooge or Grinch - maybe give them space to be - they may have good reason. When the malaise fogs my mood, I have incredible memories that serve as a lighthouse to help find my way.  During the holidays, try being a lighthouse.





The Synchronicity II Matter

A former student and I recently discussed the science behind how the brain connects memory to specific stimuli. He asked great questions and we worked through a variety of ideas. Oddly enough, I have always been fascinated by how a song, a food smell, etc. can transport a person back in time to a specific moment that replays in vivid detail.  

This happens to me a lot. A guy wearing a Hoodoo Gurus t-shirt and I’m back in Haughty’s attic  listening to Mars Needs Guitars surrounded by band posters after we came home from the Music Staff. Mist in LA on a run suddenly  transports me back to riding my Surly along the Burke Gilman Trail coming home from work contemplating the differences between Fall, Winter, and Spring rain by how it hits my face.  Oregano in tomato sauce takes me to YaYa’s kitchen when I get busted using my fingers to taste the tomato sauce that’s simmered on the stove the entire weekend. Odd things trigger memory and get me thinking.

Whenever I hear  Synchronicity II  by The Police, I think about Kevin Houlihan and the importance of feeling like you matter in school.

For a period of time in high school Kevin would often at random moments blurt out, “PACKED LIKE LEMMINGS INTO SHINY METAL BOXES!” This line from the Police song never failed to both catch me off guard and get me thinking. Wtf? Why? What do you mean?  

The memory I have attached to this song, these instances (correctly or not) involves pool hopping at Memorial Pool in the summer. It goes like this… It is a typical Jersey summer evening (still warm, still humid), Kevin stands on the high dive in his boxers wearing these ratty white Bucks carrying on a conversation in between sips from the can in his hand. Out of nowhere as he looks out across the roofs of the houses that surround the pool… “PACKED LIKE LEMMINGS INTO SHINY METAL BOXES!”

If you don’t know the song, it describes the meaningless of corporate work and the vacant  nature of suburban life for many people. It pairs well with The Monkees Pleasant Valley Sunday, or RUSH’s Subdivisions (maybe also Bad Religion’s 21st Century (Digital Boy)).  Since we grew up in a suburban stereotype, tunes like this hit home more often than not. At the random moments Kevin busted out these lyrics I always had questions...was it the song? The section of the lyrics? Or, was he commenting or warning people not to get sucked into the void like the family in the song? I want to say we discussed it at some point, but I can’t remember. 

This many years later, whenever I hear it, that song and those lines transport me back and the same questions reverberate in my head. Maybe it is only me, but the song reminds me how the need to matter drives a sizable chunk of human behavior. Whether at school, at work, or in some recreational pursuit many people do not want to lead lives of quiet desperation. To me this need to matter represents one of the driving forces underlying the Great Resignation. Also, it may be why so many students dislike school… What does it matter? I don’t matter…

We can discuss whether or how school matters, but I think an issue that educators often ignore is that a good chunk of students feel like they don’t matter (in school and/or out of school). Myriad students transition from middle school to high school questioning if they matter or if what they do matters. This is not unlike social promotion. The burden of these questions snowballs as a student progresses through school. Eventually most stop trying to matter (some become one of the parents in this Police song, while others become Pink from The Wall). To me this reflects one of the biggest areas for improving education. 

To matter or have a purpose drives the behavior of many people. Not having/finding that or worse giving up this search frames  the experiences of a good number of students or adults. How can schools, specifically in the upper grades, ensure that each student graduates knowing they matter?

I used to think that increasing Social Emotional Learning (SEL) in the upper grades would do the trick. And while I still think that would help, the upcoming conservative hysteria around SEL might make this an unnecessary problem.  Plus, I worked for a school that claimed to do this and really their efforts just took up 12 pages of each narrative. Really I think the issue is at once complicated and simple.  To matter involves social and emotional components, as well as, a web of psychological support systems. Structural vulnerabilities in school also factor into this as do various societal issues (race, gender, identity, etc.), family issues and the influence of parents. 

So where do we start? I start with the idea that all learning stands on a foundation of relationships and trust.  Research suggests that if a student feels seen by one teacher that is enough to prevent dropping out.  What if teachers could greet, say hello or knew about their students wants or needs? In the upper grades activities towards this goal could take place on multiple levels. It could start in advisory or homeroom. It can happen in the hallways with a quick nod. To make it so each high school student graduated knowing they matter requires a multitude of ideas and strategies to meet the needs of so many individuals. I don’t have all the answers, but I keep looking and listening for ideas. 

Educators- if we want to matter, we have to do something more to make sure our students know they matter. 

Unfortunately, the politics of hysteria and ignorance continue to gain strength. As a result of these forces teachers are being further reduced in many places to something akin to educational side notes.  To say it a different a way

Educators - if we don’t matter, school doesn’t matter. If school doesn’t matter students will figure that out pretty quick and get the message that they don’t matter.





Critical Consumers vs. Garbage In, Garbage Out

Consuming information and consuming food are similar. If you eat like crap, your body suffers. Since you digest info a lot like food, if you digest crappy information, your brain suffers. Like food, some information is healthy and some information is unhealthy. Always question the information you read and always think about the food you put in your body. Consuming unsubstantiated information given by other people on different platforms and consuming highly processed food made by other people should be limited. Highly processed food and highly processed information are not good for people. Not all information on the internet is valid. For example, Facebook and Instagram contain a lot of misinformation. Individuals must really think about the info they consume from social media. Just like recipes, food companies and restaurants need to earn your trust, your sources of information also need to earn your trust. And, just like eating the same thing at every meal isn’t the best for you, only getting your information from one place isn’t the best for you. People often check the ingredients in their food, yet rarely check the ingredients in the information they digest. Examine the evidence that your sources of info provide. If you’re not sure about an ingredient or “fact,” look into it. Do some quick research. Consider making your own food from time to time or create your own ideas. Cooking and creating can be fun, makes you feel better, and is usually healthier. Food made by other people (large companies or chains) are cheaper and easier, but not everything they make is good for you. Information is the same. A lot of information is also made by large companies or organizations trying to make money. Be aware of what you put into your brain as much as what you put into your body. Your choices will make you healthier, happier, and stronger.