Much as it is in life outside of school, life inside the classroom is much too rushed for my tastes. Everybody seems to be racing from one lesson to the next in an effort to “cover everything.” I’m not sure why everybody is in such a big damn hurry.
I understand that a certain amount of material must be mastered in order to proceed from one grade to the next – even from one course to the next. Still, for the most part, this is only true in courses like math and world languages as the content in those classes builds upon itself from year to year. This is certainly not the case in English, social studies, science and most elective courses (where the curriculum is more spiraled).
And still we rush. We rush as if the curriculum police might move in at any moment and whisk away those teachers who spend too much time on lesson and not enough on another.
In some parts of the country the pressure to cover more material is made more difficult with end-of-course exams that are created by the state or district. These tests tend to be content-heavy: You know, “Who fought in the War of 1812?” – that sort of thing. Of course, this should make us all quite nervous.
In an immersion literacy environment, knowing who fought in the War of 1812 is not nearly as important as knowing how to “think” about wars, conflict, nation-building, rhetoric, propaganda and revolution. Though there is some key information that an intelligent and active citizenry needs to know, so much of what we teach in schools is so specialized as to border on trivia (and not knowledge).
I would submit that intelligence is not about how much we know. It’s about how much we know about how much we know. Let’s look at science for one example. My son, who is in second grade, has been getting a little bit of science instruction at his school. A few months ago, he told me that they were studying the different types of rocks (igneous, sedimentary and metamorphic) and he could recite with great confidence what was unique about various rock formations, etc.
Now, let’s fast forward a few months to this past week. A retired lady who likes my son a lot always brings him back a gift from her travels around the world. This time it was a couple of really cool rocks that she found along her route. There was a note attached that said they were sedimentary rocks. Of course, I asked him what that meant and, as you might have guessed, he didn’t know. “But didn’t you study that in school this year?” I asked him. “Oh, yes, but that was months ago. I don’t remember much of it anymore.”
Let’s let that sink in for a minute.
This brings me to the Carnegie unit. It’s the way high schools and colleges marry the number of classroom hours to number of credits earned. It’s all a bit absurd, really. If, for instance, a student needs one school year to master biology, he or she is in luck as that is exactly how long biology must be before we can award a “credit” in the course. But, alas, if a really bright student needs only a half a year to master biology, he or she is out of luck as biology is a year-long course and that cannot be altered. On the contrary, if a student needs more than a year to master biology, he or she again is out of luck. Everyone must master biology (and chemistry and geometry and most other core classes) in 182 days between August and June. By the way, drama and chorus are also year-long courses and are given the same amount of time to master as algebra and geometry.
This is not the time or place to call upon changes that seem out of reach – doing away with the Carnegie unit or even providing some flexibility to states or school districts to revisit how much time each course is afforded.
Instead, my argument today is about priority. It’s about what’s possible and what really matters.
So I say we teach them to read, write and think.
In science, I say we teach them to read, write and think about science. In social studies, I say we teach them to read, write and think about history and current events. In English, why not just teach them to read, write and think?
I’m asking this because it’s been troubling me since I first started this blog more than a year ago. In light of this, allow me to repeat some of what I pointed out in that first blog post months and months ago.
I’m reminded of a line from Jodie Foster in the movie Contact. As the ultimate scientist in wont of answers, she is sent into space in search of life among the stars. As she floats weightlessly in the darkness of space, she cannot find the words to describe her experiences. “They should have sent a poet,” she says.
Indeed, they should have sent a poet.
I say all of this because I believe that the science of learning too often trumps the poetry of learning. It seems that we’re in such a rush to teach content, to feed information to kids, that we don’t take the time to teach students to think. We don’t see it as our first priority to teach kids to question, to reason, to defend their own thinking, to write and speak in passionate and articulate ways. That’s because most of us are teachers of our content first and teachers of all that other stuff as time permits. In fact, we are much more likely to ask students to memorize and than to theorize. I wish it were not so.
My point is that reading, writing, thinking and speaking are life skills. The other stuff – the formulas, names and dates – are not. In fact, most of us can’t remember a tenth of what we learned in school. Today, if I need one of those names or dates, I hop on the computer and find it in seconds.
I, for one, want more for our kids. The fully learned adult can appreciate and capture what Harvard professor Sara Lawrence-Lightfoot describes as “the art in the development of science and the science in the making of art.” She also points out that John Dewey made a similar plea for schools to do more in support of context and deep thinking. In his classic text Art as Experience (1934), he called for education to be more artful – beautiful not merely pretty, creative not merely competent, discovery not merely mimicry.
Of course, beauty cannot be rushed. Art cannot either.
Here’s hoping we find a way to slow down a bit and find some poetry among the stars.






