Yesterday a young father spoke about the pass/fail system in his daughter’s school, replacing grades as a measure of learning. He also spoke about what he perceived as a need for supporting home values in the school setting.
Later in the morning, I asked the daughter about school. She talked about red, yellow and green days and how she didn’t get enough green days and how she might not get to first grade if she kept getting red days. My mental visual was a car moving towards traffic lights and a red day was full stop. The child’s perception was the punishment of repeating kindergarten because she didn’t ‘do good’ with the colors.
Recently, I toured a prospective kindergarten with my daughter-in-law as she made decisions about placement for the fall. When I asked the teacher to talk about her philosophy of discipline, she responded: “Oh, you must mean Class Room Management.” Then she talked about charts, symbols to move for inappropriate behavior, a series of token rewards handed out after a week of non-disruptive behavior. No. I did not mean Class Room Management. I meant Philosophy of Discipline.
Years ago, several colleagues and I stood against many of the self-esteem ‘innovations’ bombarding the classroom. The idea of always praising did not match our philosophy of discipline: Teach a child to love doing what is right, rational, truthful and what matches the definition of good. For the very young child, the classroom rules were: Do Your Best, Tell The Truth, Be Kind.
At the continued behest of a friend I finally watched a weekly television program designed for high school students. Whoa. High school is not this granny’s high school any more.
A local NPR radio program scheduled for today will be a discussion of the media. Is the media a Pied Piper (my concept) or is the media a mirror reflecting the reality of day-to-day life?
Tying this rant together takes a web, but there is a sticky connection.
The young father’s conservative values hold fast to a very basic conservative tenet–a flawed tenet–the assumption that everyone in the classroom shares a core of values. He reads Bible stories to his children and that same Bible has no purchase in the lives of other kids in the class. Even if the teacher shares the same beliefs as the young father, the teacher can never overtly teach those values unless the setting is a private school based on shared beliefs.
Classroom Management evolved when punishment became a negative. Punishment could no longer be a consequence of personal behavior. Self esteem had to be saved at all cost. No child could be made to feel bad, but still the classroom had to be managed. Behavior charts ran rampant.
My classroom rules had the same fatal flaw. Not everyone shared the idea that teaching kids to love doing right would keep them from doing wrong. Not all family values matched the concept of respect for self and others.
The high school focused TV program bursts with beautiful and talented actors pretending to be teens, singing and dancing in tune with thousands of dollars spent on years of lessons. The wardrobe alone would break the bank of many families. That being said, one of the clear and precise messages was acceptance of diversity. Perhaps that message is well worth my discomfort at the vehicle of the message.
Pied Piper implies that the media is not a reflection but rather a shove, a lure, a force ever searching for more…more glitz, more sensation, more entertainment value to capture an audience for the advertisers. Louder, longer, more outrageous, ratcheting against the boundaries, doing whatever it takes to get the viewer to buy the product while convincing the audience that the good life comes along with the product.