Hanging in my back hallway is an old photograph of a one-room schoolhouse,
with 37 children clustered in the dirt yard around the door. The teacher, tall
and bespectacled, stands behind the group, and the smallest child holds a slate
reading "11-02-1900." My grandmother, who was born in 1890, seventh child
in a Dutch immigrant farm family, stands solemnly in the photo, as do four of
her nine siblings. All of them, she used to tell me proudly, "finished
school." Meaning they all completed
the eighth grade--more free education than their parents, born in Groningen, the
Netherlands, had--and a testament to the belief that life in America was a
pretty good deal.
My grandmother, Nancy Oudsema Linega, left school in 1903,
going to work as a clerk and errand girl in a neighborhood grocery and produce
store. She worked there until she married at 33, earning enough to buy a car
(before she learned to drive it), put a down payment on a home and do some
traveling. Widowed a few years after marriage, she worked steadily through the
Great Depression, supporting a young daughter and a mortgage. She was employed
full-time well into her sixties, and part-time until she was 80, keeping the
books for the same grocery store (now a modern supermarket), and managing
customer relations.
I would describe my grandma as an educated woman. She was
a whiz at numbers--one of those people who can add up long columns of figures
in their head, or calculate percentages in a second or two. She read
newspapers, books and magazines, and wrote long, grammatically perfect letters
to me when I left home for college. She spoke Dutch, and had encyclopedic knowledge
about plants and gardening, among other things. She was well-informed
politically, and voted in every election--not surprising, since she was 30 the
first time she was allowed to go to the polls. She also had a taste for adventure
as a young woman; I am still unearthing travel souvenirs, postcards with mildly
naughty messages and photos from her trunk. It must have been some fun,
indeed--here's proof that motorcycles were involved:
As the debate around what students need to be successful in
the 21st century rages acerbically on, I've been thinking about two very
influential documents in education history, bracketing the period when my
grandmother got her formal education--the thinking that shaped two distinct movements
to define what students needed to be successful a century ago. Point of
interest: both documents were commissioned by the National Education
Association.
The first was known as the "Committee of Ten"
report, written in 1892-3 by a group of university presidents and professors,
headmasters of exclusive private high schools and the United States
Commissioner of Education. Their mission was the creation of an optimum, standardized
course of studies for high school students in the United States. The Committee,
of course, was not thinking of poor immigrant or farm children--they were envisioning
Young Men from Good Families, Future Leaders of our Nation. I always imagine
the ten men on the committee retiring to the smoking room after finishing their
work to enjoy a tumbler of brandy and some bonhomie, confident they had shaped
the intellectual direction of the melting-pot democracy.
Here's a link to the plan the Committee settled on. There
are nine required course threads, including ten years of Geography, Greek,
Latin and a third modern language (the committee recommends German, or perhaps
French), Geometry (in 5th grade), Physics, Chemistry and Astronomy--of which my
grandma studied precisely zero. In fact, examining the entire plan, grades one
through twelve, my grandmother experienced perhaps 20% of the recommended
curriculum.
The second major shift in defining educational goals for
a new era was the Cardinal Principles for Secondary Education, published in
1918 and written by 27 men and one woman, an assortment of college professors
and secondary teachers who were supposed to be re-thinking high school, now
that increasing numbers of teenagers were showing up there, many of whom were formerly
considered "not high school material." The Cardinal Principles committee
took the approach that segmenting schooling into required subjects with
prescribed time requirements was only one way to get to the desired outcomes of
education--the cardinal principles--which they labeled goals for successful
living. The Cardinal Principles sound mushy (albeit idealistic) today, but they had considerable sway until
mid-century--as well as strong criticism from those who felt that traditional
intellectual rigor had been drowned in a sea of feel-good rhetoric. The
Principles also led directly to a tracking model--honors, college, general,
vocational--which burrowed deeply into the American educational system.
My grandmother achieved every one of the Cardinal
Principles in spades, from ethical character to vocation to worthy home membership
and productive use of leisure time. As
for the #1 Cardinal Principle--health--my grandma lived to be 103, and
voluntarily gave up her driver's license at 100. I'm not sure that she learned
any of those capacities, beyond fundamental processes, in school, however.
My point here is certainly not that my grandmother's very
basic, one-room-schoolhouse curriculum was good enough--nor is it a critique of
either of the two contrasting, expert visions of an ideal 20th century
education, classic academics vs. whole-child progressivism. What I am sure of:
trying to know the unknowable future, or defending our cherished beliefs and
preferences in wordy Policy Wars, is a waste of time. Especially while there are
large subsets of American kids in truly wretched schools, and hucksters trying
to sell "new" ideas, machines and programs "guaranteed" to
make every child ready for the future.
Neither the Committee of Ten nor the
framers of the Cardinal Principles accurately predicted what children would
need to be successful in the 20th century. And the smartest, best-educated and
most elite students of the last few generations have just led this country into
an economic abyss, unable to solve our intransigent problems with health care,
energy use and human equity. Speaking of the mushy cardinal principle of ethical character.
I'm not particularly bothered by a murky vision of the future
ahead, or the prospect of making it all up as we go along--curriculum,
instruction, technology use, learning goals and prioritized skills. You can (and
probably will) interpret that as typically muddle-headed eduspeak, but truly
proficient teachers adjust the parameters of their practice constantly, to fit
the unique students in their class, the resources available and, sometimes, the
day's headlines. Planning blind is sometimes part of an effective change process. And sniping over an exact delineation of what 21st century
learners need is more about the snipers than the students.
The last word comes from Shannon CdeBaca, a true 21st
century teacher, a math and science specialist with long list of well-deserved awards and a
penchant for using technology creatively:
We do not have a singular vision of what you should get
out of high school. Exactly do we want a high school graduate to have that they
cannot get, except by completing high school? It has to be more than the conceptual
standards. There has to be some set of skills, some dispositions, some
creativity expansion, some appreciation for the arts and diversity and more. I
am still searching for someone to succinctly describe "it".
Thanks for sharing the story of your grandmother. It makes a thought provoking contrast with current events and discussions about learning. And, it reminds me of family stories, pictures and artifacts from her era.
A respectful side note: schooling in the U.S. has always been a federation of interests and organizations, not an education "system" as it's commonly called, including by members of the Federal government. Ah, how such imprecision detracts from someone succinctly describing "it". Maybe imprecision is good in this case?
Posted by: Bob Heiny | March 13, 2009 at 10:27 PM
Hi, Bob.
I immediately concede the point--education in America is not a system. And I'm fairly sure that's a good thing. In a nation as diverse as this one, trying to reach consensus, let alone standardization, may be an unnecessary exercise in futility. And we're prone to wheel-spinning.
Posted by: Nancy Flanagan | March 13, 2009 at 10:36 PM
I have my Nana's old MacGuffy Reader. Funny how what goes around comes around. PS: Don't forget maƱana's Sx3!
Posted by: Melissa B. | March 14, 2009 at 09:54 PM
Gramma was kinda naughty - she must have given that gene to.......you!
P.S. You got all the good old pictures. I was still in diapers.
Love you - L
Posted by: Lisa Feutz | March 15, 2009 at 09:25 PM
Your post made me think of another grandmother--the grandmother of a friend of mine. That grandmother is well into her 90's and quite opinionated on education. Like your grandmother, she is great with figures, wonderfully resilient, kind, honest and healthy in more ways than one.
Her opinions on education, however, underscore a challenge quite different from the challenge you describe. Drawing on her own experience from the 20s and 30s, she feels poetry is bunk, literature is for fantasists, and education should be largely confined to the 3 "R's."
Like so many people, she measures any school's quality against the conception of education she developed when she was in school. Far from trying to predict the future and transform curriculum and instruction accordingly, she has embalmed her own vision of education.
Can that tendency frustrate even the local ambitions of visionary administrators or teachers?
Posted by: Claus | March 17, 2009 at 01:34 PM