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Eighth graders are typically the oldest students in
a middle school. They are 14 years
old and constantly amazed by their own intelligence. Pleasing adults is a thing of the past. Life is about connecting with friends.
Teaching eighth grade is hazardous duty meant only for clever adults. Here are
a couple of episodes from a real eighth grade class. Names have been changed to
maintain confidentiality.
Tameka sashayed around the perimeter of the room
toward the pencil sharpener. She
eyed her classmates, pecked the top of a boy’s head with her long fingernails
and whispered something to a friend who responded with a laugh. She arrived at the pencil sharpener
with all eyes one her, including the teacher’s.
Ms.
Tolley had begun her lesson on African folktales. She paused and made eye
contact with Tameka. The pause
endured for a second as the teacher looked from the girl back to her empty
seat. Tameka grinned at one
of her friends, then began the slow journey back toward her seat.
It
was a one-person parade. Tameka’s hair was long and stylish; she wore lipstick,
multiple bracelets on both arms, and dangling earrings. Her nails were long and painted. While
she made her way back to a desk, the boys attended to her slow walk.
Five
minutes into this lesson, Tameka journeyed to the bathroom in the corner of the
portable classroom. While Ms. Tolley
talked about the characters in the two African folktales students had read,
voices whispered loud enough to be heard but not loud enough to be
understood. I waited for Ms.
Tolley to confront Tameka, but she ignored her and kept talking about common
themes in the two stories.
Students began to focus more on the lesson when she
used a slideshow to present images and key words about characters, themes and
how folktales had been carried to the Americas during the slave trade. Several
times during the slideshow she called students by name and asked for their
attention to the information.
After the presentation, she gave students a graphic organizer and asked
them to work in pairs to compare the two stories. Within the first five minutes
of the activity, she had to restate directions and remind students of her
expectations for their work. After
ten minutes, she told the students they had three more minutes to finish the
graphic organizer. While the students worked in pairs, Ms. Tolley walked among
the desks, asked questions and made suggestions.
After
the graphic organizer activity, Ms. Tolley held a whole class discussion about
how the two folktales were similar and different. Near the end of the
discussion, she returned to the slideshow and presented images that depicted
American tall tale characters, Pecos Bill and Paul Bunyan (stories the students
were familiar with). As a ticket out the door, Ms. Tolley asked students to
write at least three sentences about how the two African folktales were different
from American tall tales. Most
students complied and handed her their sentences as they left the room. The lesson had lasted about an hour. I
was impressed by the teacher’s determination to teach her lesson.
When
I returned several days later, Ms. Tolley was finishing the unit on folktales.
The desks had been pushed to the sides and the students were seated in chairs
in a large circle. This was
supposed to be a seminar, with less teacher talk and more discussion -- like
Socrates had taught his students.
Before the seminar began, Ms. Tolley reviewed the rules. Raised hands were not required to talk,
but only one student could talk at a time. No interrupting.
Students were to speak loud enough to be heard, to justify answers, and
to be courteous to each other.
The
seminar was about The Beauty and the
Beast, which the students had finished reading. Ms. Tolley started the discussion with a question, “What is
a sacrifice?”
A
boy said a sacrifice was like a gift.
“Okay,
give me an example?” said the teacher.
“Well,
it’s like if I have something my friend wants, I give it to him.”
“Okay.” Then she went around the circle,
addressing each student by name, asking for an example of a sacrifice. Most were similar to the first one -- a
sacrifice was some kind of gift.
The
turn-taking came to Tameka, the girl who had sought so much attention a few
days earlier. She was dressed down
today, jeans and a sweatshirt.
“It’s got to be something important to you,” the girl said.
“Yes,”
the student teacher replied, detached like Socrates. “Explain.”
“It’s
like when you’re low on cash and your friend asks you for some money. You give her some anyway, even if
you’re nearly out and need it yourself, “ she said.
As
the talk went around the circle, a few eighth graders picked up on what Tameka
had said. They gave examples that
were more in the ballpark of sacrifices, rather than gifts.
Then
the question turned to the story of The
Beauty and the Beast. Which of
the characters had made the greatest sacrifice? The students did not agree. Some thought Beauty had made the greatest sacrifice because
she left her family to live in the castle with the Beast. Some thought the Beast’s sacrifice was
the greatest, because he had nearly died.
It was a long discussion, sometimes more like an argument. Rules were forgotten. Occasionally, several students talked
at one time, and not always courteously.
Ms. Tolley’s voice remained calm.
Somehow, each time the discussion seemed about to slip over the edge
into pandemonium, she brought it under control and urged the students to listen
to each other and to provide more justification.
Forty minutes into the lesson, these
reluctant students had been engaged in a heated discussion of a work of
literature. Although the tone of
discussion was not always courteous, it was always on task. No one had been
disinterested enough to wander away, either physically or mentally.
Ms.
Tolley asked Tameka her closing question, “What sacrifice could you make to
help someone have a better life?”
Tameka
thought for a few seconds. Ms.
Tolley waited. “Give some food to the poor. Respect my parents. Share with my
brothers,” Tameka said.
One
student argued against sharing with her brothers. “I have five brothers and I’m the only girl. They treat me like dirt. I ain’t sharing with those turkeys.”
“Well,
girl, you need a change of attitude, ” said Tameka. “A sacrifice I could make would be to work on my
attitude. Sometimes you gotta try
to get-along.”
The
pause in the discussion wasn’t long, but it was noticeable. Tameka and Ms. Tolley made eye contact
for a moment, then they both listened to the next student’s example.
If all teachers worked as hard as Ms. Tolley, schooling would, indeed,
be beneficial for everyone. The episodes above provide a glimpse of how much energy and patience are
expended by teachers in a short amount of time. The episodes also show that schooling is as much about
ethics as it is academics.
Teachers and students constantly make decisions about what to say and do
– either intentionally, based on personal ethics, or intuitively, based on
impulse and emotion. At all
levels, schooling works when teachers and students come to accept a similar set
of ethical values – the desire for knowledge and wisdom, respect, kindness,
curiosity and patience. The best
teachers have clever ways (often subtle and indirect) of moving students to the
common ethical ground shared by good people.
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