Sunday, October 25, 2009

Teaching for Social Justice

This past week, we (everyone in my program) went through a three-day workshop on Teaching for Social Justice. Now that we're almost two months into the semester, we've been using a lot of terms without really defining them, such as teaching for social justice, multicultural education, and culturally relevant teaching. I felt like I had a general gist of what these terms meant, but I was having a lot of trouble finding a specific definition that would be directly relevant to what I do as a teacher in the classroom. Fortunately, this three-day conference gave me a much better framework for what we mean by teaching for social justice.

We started off discussing some race and gender issues and how our biases come into play in daily circumstances. I thought a lot about how I act on the subway every day, especially at night. I often worry about how I should react to homeless people or people that appear either intellectually disabled or psychologically damaged. I know that most of these people are in these circumstances through no fault of their own, yet they are outcasts of society. We treat them as if they are not human. It's altogether too easy for us to forget how vulnerable we are, and it's even easier to ignore the people that don't seem to matter to us. On the other hand, sometimes I worry about my personal safety at night. I don't want to be a naive young woman who trusts everyone a little too much and ignores obvious warning signs simply for the sake of being more politically correct. I find it difficult to strike this balance sometimes, but regardless, it's important that we are aware of how we interact with people of different genders and races on a daily basis.

The second day we talked about the Holocaust. Sure, sometimes it felt more like a history lesson than useful information to bring into the classroom. However, I think it was a very important reflection for us in the end. We talked not just about all the people who didn't speak out against the Nazis, but we talked about the people who did. Honestly, I had no idea that there were people that publicly protested the Nazis. I thought everything was done underground. But this story about the non-Jewish women who protested when their Jewish husbands had been arrested blew my mind. The Nazis actually let their husbands free! I think it speaks to how we tend to stand up for people who are important to us. On one hand, it makes sense as part of human nature. I'm much more likely to stand up for my brother than for someone I met yesterday. However, as a teacher, I must be an advocate for every single student, no matter their race, ethnicity, gender, or religious preference. I need to put all of that aside (or rather, use it to my advantage) and make sure I give every student the best education I can give them. It makes me reflect on my background and my identity, because I need to know how the components that make up my person affect the students that I work for.

The final day was when I finally really understood how this all comes together. We had two superintendents from different districts and one of the co-headmasters of the school where I'm interning come in and talk to us about what teaching for social justice means. I had been struggling to figure out how I could literally teach social justice in my math curriculum. However, it took me three days to figure out that that's not really what they mean. Teaching for social justice is how we can change the institutional problems within the school. One speaker used the example of making sure that we, as educators, know that the students are watching, and we cannot be silent when we see injustices in our school community. On a very small level, it's making sure we point out to a student that using the word "retarded" is inappropriate and offensive. They may not respond the first time you say it, but as long as you consistently respond, they will eventually get the message. This is one small example, but it helped me to see the amount of change you can effect as a teacher. The way we instill values in our students is just as important as the math I am teaching. So it's more about finding ways to teach those important lessons while I teach the students the math curriculum. I don't feel like I'm phrasing this terribly well, but I hope you can begin to understand the importance of social justice in the classroom.

We also spent a long time talking about the MCAS as a high-stakes test for a graduation requirement. I wish everyone could see the documentary we watched about it. The MCAS is really a way of denying a group of the population their high school diplomas. If you set a bar that people have to meet in order to receive a diploma, then some part of the population has to not meet it in order for it to be considered meeting high expectations. However, two-thirds of students denied their diplomas due to not passing the MCAS are students with disabilities, and another good chunk are English language learners. Let's talk about social justice now! We are just continuing the cycle of discrimination against students with disabilities and immigrants. Someone on the earlier panel said that often someone starts with an idea, then imposes rules and norms using that idea, and then does studies to gather data that reinforces the original idea. In other words, often data is a false representation of the truth based on previous biases. That's how people argued that women and blacks weren't as capable as white men for many years. We need to reconsider how we gather and use data to make arguments. Otherwise, we will never progress.

I think it is really important that I comment on how this teacher preparation program has been amazingly thought-provoking for me and for many other students in the program. A full-year internship is the best possible way to gain as much experience as possible before becoming a full-time teacher, and my classes are continually providing me with more and more insight as to how I can approach the profession so I can be the best teacher I can be. I want to be an effective math teacher for students in urban, public high schools who fights for social justice and equality. I know I'm a little idealistic, but if I'm not, then what sense do I have being in the business anyway, right?

Sunday, October 18, 2009

Bad Day

So I made a lot of pretty bad mistakes on Friday. I am not proud of how I handled myself, and I am surprised at how quickly my personal life made me forget all that I've learned so far in my experiences. So I will try and analyze how and why this happened here.

I was in a mood Friday morning, and I was much more impatient than usual. I am generally in a good mood, and when students talk back to me, I usually break tension with a joke. My theory is that they'll know that I'm not mad at them and that they'll understand that I just want them to be productive. However, this Friday, I was very impatient and very frustrated. I was tired of students finding it acceptable to come late to class and be disruptive as they entered the classroom. I was tired of students expecting me to stop class so I could give them the materials they missed when they were absent for the past three days with no note. And most of all, I was really frustrated when several students tried to argue that they shouldn't take the quiz because they hadn't been here and hadn't learned the material. Is it my fault that they're always absent or late to class? No! And the audacity to expect me to be their peon and for them to take no responsibility for their actions.

Nothing in particular really happened, but I just didn't act like I normally do. I was not nearly as forgiving, and I felt very much as if I was telling them what to do without considering their opinions in a democratic manner. It's really easy to have lots of ideals, but it's really hard to stick to the all the time. If there's one thing I learned this week, it's that teachers always have to be on their game. They can't just stop in the middle of class and take a ten-minute break to regroup. They can't really have tired days, because they have to have energy all the time. They have to be able to deal with whatever is thrown at them without ever losing control. It can be really draining. It's not that I didn't know these things before, but it certainly made me appreciate how hard teachers work for their students.

Afterwards, I was glad I happened to already have a meeting scheduled with the intern advisor to discuss my professional development goals. It gave me a chance to refocus myself on why I'm in this program. I can't lose sight of those goals, even when everything else in my life seems to be absurd and out of control. I'm very glad I had such a good discussion with him, and I hope I can do these things this week.

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Why I Love Teaching

For starters, I warn you all that this is a very cheesy blog entry. Read at your own risk.

Yesterday, I was having a not so great day for a variety of reasons. Other teachers and students could tell I was tired and very disengaged from what was going on in class. I felt like I was moping, but it was difficult to get me out of my funk. My mentor even gave me the opportunity to go home early and just call it a day.

However, I decided not to, and instead I reviewed practice problems for the Math 5 midterm on the board. At first, I was dull and monotone and boring. But as soon as the students started asking me questions (which was very quickly), my life and spirit came back. I started making jokes and doing my silly tap dances and even smiling! It was probably the only part of my day that made me really happy. For that, I am thankful. And that's why I know I made a great decision going into teaching.

Monday, October 12, 2009

Getting to Know You

So I think my students might actually like me. I could be wrong, but I feel like I'm getting to know them better. I feel like I can be more myself around them, my dorky, awkward self, and they seem to like it... or at least they go along with it. :) When I ask, "This makes sense, ja?" They respond with an exaggerated "ja." They've started laughing at my other strange word choices, such as "beautious" and "splendid." They even enjoy my intermittent tap dancing. I always kinda knew I was going to be a bit of an eccentric teacher, but if it gets the students to stay engaged and somewhat enjoying themselves, it's not such a bad thing, eh?

There are some things I worry about though. Sometimes I worry that my conversations with students are distracting. It's hard to find the right balance. I definitely don't want to distract them from learning, but it's also hard to find a lot of other ways to get to know them, especially when I don't see them much outside of class.

I also worry that students will start to view me too much as a friend. I want to be respectful of them and care for them, but the student-teacher relationship is still different from a friendship. I also find it difficult to find that balance. I want them to trust me and respect me, but I also want to appear serious and to be a good role model for them.

Then I worry that I feel like I'm getting to know some students a lot better than others. I'm an outgoing person, so sometimes I find it difficult to relate to quieter people. But in a classroom, every student counts. So I need to find ways that I can relate to quiet students who don't always like to ask questions. They need help and support too, and I don't want to leave anybody out.

Anyway, I think things are going well. The whole year will be about me finding my role, and I'm sure it will continually change throughout my career. At least I'm having fun along the way!