Category Archives: Teaching 2016_2017
SEPTA and community
I don’t begrudge my union brothers and sisters the right to strike. I envy them the leverage of the election and that the legislature did not strip them of the right to strike. While SEPTA drivers have bumped my bike three times, cursed at me in front of my children for having the temerity to ride in a bike lane, and cursed at me for asking that an elderly woman be allowed onto the 52 in subzero weather, they still deserve more than their current contract. (If you live in Philly, you have at least a dozen stories of crappy SEPTA drivers, and at least one or two of a driver doing something unbelievably generous and kind).
What’s happened to my class this week, though, is distressing. We spent so much time building community. Community is based on presence. With 22 individuals, we have our highs and lows, our recurring patterns (“no, I don’t know what you’re saying”, “why do you all have to care so much?”) and a rhythm that moves us through the days and weeks. I wish I’d taken a group dynamics course so I had a cleaner sense of how this works and potential strategies to address what happens when multiple individuals come out of the group. I’ve felt it at every level of education, as a student and a teacher, where a change in the group undermines everybody’s commitment to move forward. It almost feels like a new group each day, where we have to restart and re-make the culture, which is tough because that’s hard work anyway and doing it from scratch feels like a let down.
As a professional, I can keep moving the group forward, but it’s hard.
Always back to why, part one
Early morning talk with my son about school. They had been given a choice in school about where they might set and stage a play, in this case, an adapted version of Antigone. I didn’t think much of his choice (more on that later), mostly because it seemed to be one emerging from social concerns, not any real understanding of the text.
Amidst childhood and parenting defensiveness, several things came up:
“I get good grades, so of course I understand. Leave me alone.”
Damn, son. Not you too. Trying to explain that grades don’t matter as much as achieving a deeper understanding is difficult. You can’t really say that you don’t care about grades (I do and he should too) but how do you explain that good grades without meaningful engagement do you no good. Most students in most schools would take an “A” with no real understanding as opposed to a “B” they truly earned after much struggle. That being said, my proudest moments in high school, college, and even graduate school didn’t correspond with the grades I earned.
“I wanted to do my own thing, not what the teacher said.”
I’ve been thinking about this lately, too. Any teacher knows the problem with giving an example, where you provide one approach and promptly receive 28 versions of your idea. But I also remember and feel the ways in which humans want to do creative thinking in their own way, in their own time, and in their own space. No novelist gathers a group of twenty people into a crowded institutional setting in order to write. I remember the feeling of once I get out of here (classroom, then school), I can get actually get something done. With most adolescents, but really human beings, the social stuff will trump all.
“Why do I have to know why I’m doing something?”
The fact that he asked the question warmed my heart even though it was accompanied by the adolescent death stare.
Early morning missive to students
Friends:
SEPTA is on strike! You better get up, get showered (for those of you who do that), and get busy walking, biking, or running to get here! We have proposals to finish and all sorts of shop work to get done. And that exhibition won’t write itself!
Most of all, don’t forget about the major presentation/GRADE at Penn. I talked to Mr. A. and we will leave for Penn after lunch. It’s a glorious fall day and we could all use the walk!
MC
Last day on time
Spent our last day thinking about the difference between how we view and use time at school and at home (see attached high-tech hand-written worksheet.)
Several things happened that I was excited about. One, the conversation about how “it’s all too much” came up with a thoughtful visitor in the room who could put that notion to rest. Two project blocks, a bio course, a class at Penn with four helpful professors, and a CCP course with a prof who is nothing if not supportive. It’s the most help they’ll ever have but that’s something that can only be discovered, not something that can be told.
Two, the question of how we make a workspace where everyone can work came up. Again. Making it possible for all students to work in our classroom is all of our jobs; I know that it’s hard to work in school but there are things we can all do to make this possible. Some folks have great quiet spaces to work in at home while others do not; some folks need total quiet while others do well with some music. How do we make sure that the time we have is being used as efficiently and joyfully as possible?
Three, most kids noted that they get more work done when they are comfortable. I have to figure out a way to go out this — sometimes I appreciated working where I was not comfortable, where the only thing I could do was work. With some tasks, comfort actually worked against me. There’s some middle ground here, where students can feel comfortable enough to work, but not so comfortable that they relax too much.
Three small artifacts of a day:
Activity: Defending your idea
Much of my time is taken up with playing with language with teenagers. When is it okay to use a particular word? Are there words you can never use? How do we talk to each other in respectful ways?
There’s formal language that’s necessary in many situations. Yet there’s also the joy of a well-running shop or kitchen or newspaper where the language is undoubtedly and some would say necessarily salty but never disrespectful.
I tried this game yesterday based on something a friend used to say to me. I called it “that’s the third dumbest conversation I’ve heard today.” Our inimitable board chair describes the origins of much of our work as “that’s the dumbest idea I’ve ever heard…let’s do it.”
Here’s how it ran: a student would pitch their current project idea. Two students would explain why that was the dumbest idea they’d ever heard. Then three students had to defend the original idea from the criticisms.
I have done this more formally and if I taught like a champion I’d probably have a version trademarked with attached worksheets. But the rough language helped develop the projects. It also gave students a chance to be teenagers, to be less formal, while still moving the work along. It offered us a chance to laugh together without laughing at each other. And it provided another way for kids to improve their pitch skills.
For example, the first iteration led to the following criticisms:
*that’s the dumbest idea I’ve ever heard: you need to be in college or have particular skills to do that.
*that’s the dumbest idea I’ve ever heard because you’re too young to do that.
*that’s the dumbest idea I’ve ever heard because that’s not a real world project.
(All critiques that any inventor or writer or creative human has faced at one point or another)
Time and Monotasking
Started today asking students to write down one way they know when they are focused. Then we wrote down 2-3 things that disrupt our focus.
Processed briefly, then turned to this article.
We then talked through the ideas that emerged from the conversation. Several quotes that got traction:
* monotasking is “something that needs to be practiced.”
* “Almost any experience is improved by paying full attention to it,” Ms. McGonigal said. “Attention is one way your brain decides, ‘Is this interesting? Is this worthwhile? Is this fun?’ ”
* Monotasking can also be as simple as having a conversation. “Practice how you listen to people,” Ms. McGonigal said. “Put down anything that’s in your hands and turn all of your attentional channels to the person who is talking. You should be looking at them, listening to them, and your body should be turned to them. If you want to see a benefit from monotasking, if you want to have any kind of social rapport or influence on someone, that’s the place to start. That’s where you’ll see the biggest payoff.”
168 Hours in a week
Tuesday I have out a sheet with block in the middle. Each hour of the week got a block. The goal was to try and identify, as much as possible, how each of us was using our time.
Quotes while everyone was writing:
“I need to come up with a new life.”
“Damn, why do I have so much free time?”
“We would have so much more time if…”
“I don’t know where the rest of my time goes.”
“I just upped my me time.”
“I just deleted my youtube app. Again.”
Why we read…
Act one: We agreed to make some kitchen caddies for the Culinary Center at the Free Library of Philadelphia. We have some preliminary specifications and have some initial designs. The director there lets us know that we should probably not build out of wood for cleaning/sanitary reasons — hard to clean and keep germ free.
Everything stops. Kids worry. I worry
Act two: We’re reading William Kamkwanba’s The Boy who Harnessed the Wind. It’s going reasonably well. His ingenious methods of solving problems — using hot metal as a drill — and re-using all materials — melted PVC can be formed into anything — are part of the reason why we picked this book. And I hope the book serves as inspiration for the students.
Act three: KH bursts out with idea: why don’t we build caddy out of PVC?
I should retire today. Just grow vegetables or something.














