Sunday, November 7, 2010

Letters to a Young Teacher

With all the recent hype surrounding Davis Guggenheim's documentary, Waiting for Superman, and media grandstanding such as NBS's Education Nation and Oprah's "groundbreaking announcement" regarding the Newark, New Jersey schools, it seems only fitting to revisit some original principles asserted by Jonathan Kozol decades ago. A writer, educator, and activist, Kozol is known for his books criticizing the public education provided to urban children in our country. Some of his more famous books include: Savage Inequalities (1991), Amazing Grace (1995), and The Shame of the Nation (2005).

Letters to a Young Teacher, published in 2007, restates all of Kozol's messages, interweaving his thoughts and recollections into correspondence with a new, idealistic teacher in the Boston schools. Although I agree with many of Kozol's opinions, I still found the letter format to be a bit heavy-handed. Even though in writing to "Francesca" he is "preaching to the choir," the "letters" read more like "lectures." This book seems to be just another platform for Kozol's fervent views about public education that are evident in this quote:
The children of the suburbs learn to think and to interrogate reality; the inner-city kids meanwhile are trained for nonreflective acquiescence. One race and social class is educated for the exploration of ideas and for political sagacity and future economic power; the other is prepared for intellectual subordination. The longer this goes on, Francesca, I'm afraid the vast divide that we already see within American society is going to grow wider.
I did enjoy Kozol's personal anecdotes and the detailed notes section at the back of the book, and I definitely respect his passion and conviction. The following passage describing his visit to an out-of-control New York City high school lunchroom especially resonated with me. Of all a teacher’s various roles, none is worse than the dreaded lunch duty.
Visitors from outside these neighborhoods who witness confrontations like this often make the unkind observation that "these students act like animals." But if you treat these kids like animals, herding them along for squalid feedings like so many cattle rather than providing them with even minimal civility, it's not surprising to me that they act accordingly.
My absolute favorite part of this book however was Kozol's description of the type of teacher he recruits. I wholeheartedly agree!
As you know, Francesca, I recruit young teachers every time I have the chance when I speak at colleges and universities. I never recruit people who seem docile, flat-natured, and boring. If they're boring to a grown-up, it seems likely they'll be boring to a class of children too. But if they're dynamic and engaging individuals, if they're in love with children and in love with language and like to read good books and poetry and talk about them with excitement, and if their heads seem thoroughly screwed on, so I feel assured about their personal stability—in other words, if they're the kind of person you'd be eager to have as an intern in your class— I always say, "Come on! Wrap up the courses that you need in order to be certified. Then bring your interesting personality, your energy, your love of beauty, and the academic benefits of your good education into the schools where people with your gifts are needed most."

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Pride and Prejudice and Zombies



















LEXILE 1070

I began to read this book last summer — not this past summer of 2010 but laaaaaaaaast summer, as in August 2009. I bought it special for myself as a treat after having surgery when I knew I would have several days of lounging on the sofa to look forward to. And I haven't finished reading it yet . . .

I've never been a fan of old-fashioned writing, but I do like the idea of being familiar with some of the classics that either I never read or have forgotten about reading in high school. I thought the addition of zombies would make this masterpiece more readable, but boy was I wrong!

I've been pecking away at this book for way too long, and I just can't seem to get through it. One night a few months ago I watched the movie on television and my interest was temporarily renewed. But now it looks like I just don't care enough about the fiesty Bennet sisters to bother reading the last 92 pages.

Saturday, August 7, 2010

The Mammoth Academy

LEXILE 880

The Mammoth Academy by Neal Layton is a strange little book. Cute illustrations and a very quick read but not much substance. I thought it would be a good read-aloud for my dinosaur-loving summer school students, but references to body odor and hitting things with sticks are not necessarily topics I want to introduce to this group. Also, hard to believe the high Lexile level.

Note: For some inexplicable reason our "going-into-fourth-fifth-and-sixth-grade" boys loved my Junie B. Jones read-alouds this summer! Go figure.

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

The Thirteenth Tale

LEXILE 840

Hmmmmm ... there's a lot going on in this book, and I think I liked it. Not totally and completely, but it did hold my interest, and I am still digesting parts two days after I finished reading it. So it can't be all bad. Weird and odd and a little disturbing but not all bad.

I liked the writing style, the gothic sensibility, the mystery elements. I didn't care for the character development, the themes involving incest and sadomasochism, or the disjointed pacing. I was pleasantly surprised by the clever story line and the tying together of all the loose ends during the final chapters.

All in all, I would recommend this book. Wish I'd had the opportunity to edit it.

Sunday, July 18, 2010

The Catcher in the Rye

















LEXILE 790

Just finished the classic The Catcher in the Rye by J.D. Salinger. Now I can say I read it. Problem is, I don't get it. Really I don't. Old Holden is a swell character and all, maybe a little precocious and kinda sophisticated for a 16-year-old, but it was difficult for me to connect with him. If you want to know the truth. Sure teenage boys from any decade are definitely a foreign species to me. I'm not kidding. Take my schizophrenic relationship with my 14-year-old son for instance. It's crazy, I tell ya. He's a madman sometimes!

So, I fell asleep several nights reading this book. I really did. One time I even bit my goddam tongue when my head bobbed while I was holding the book up reading about some boring conversation with old Mr. Antolini, the pervert teacher drinking his highballs.

Okay, this neat little tidbit near the end of the book did catch my attention:
"The thing with kids is, if they want to grab for the gold ring, you have to let them do it, and not say anything. If they fall off, they fall off, but it's bad if you say anything to them."
Angst. I can relate to that. Gorgeous!