I happened to turn this particular sundance show on, because there was little else on during that time slot..thanksgiving eve, 2008...
I found the show a little disturbing. My feelings were slightly subdued, after watching, when i went online and researched a little about the show and teacher, Ms Groves. Honestly; it made me feel a lot better to read that teaching was not her first choice as a vocation, and even better to see how she stepped up to accept the challenge offered to her in college.
Why do i feel better now? Here was the problem for me: I saw, in that half hour, a woman who SEEMED to put herself on one side of the desk, versus the students, in an inner city environment that really isn't that bad.. i didn't see one 9mm being confiscated from a book bag, or one crack vial being kicked down the hallway.
I saw a woman beating herself at her own game; tired and crying, manifestations of someone doing one of two things: working at something totally aversive to their nature, or working at something against themselves and everyone's best interests.
The wake up call should have been Isiaih, pardon the spelling; but apparently, that boy was just an opportunity for feel sorry for self. When the utter reality did come, in the form of the girl being counselled in the hall, first day of the second semester, then that's when changes should have been forthcoming.
To be so far removed from a group, you're dedicated to help, by choice and wages,...to be that ignorant of their lifestyles and personal issues, is beyond me. The fact that this particular school had previously excelled in state wide verbal test scores, and now found itself floundering with a whole class of kids unable to read and write up to grade level..made me wonder: what is that particular educator doing with these kids, and herself, for that 6 or so hours a day?
What's to stop a child of Ms. Groves age, from thinking like an 11 yr old, seeing as how she is not to far from that age? I'm 51, lifelong bachelor and no kids, and i know more about what those kids were thinkning from a half hour tape.
they were thinking they were being drilled like army recruits. they were thinking that if they fell behind, they were left behind. they felt pushed moreso than guided. they were resentful that her approach was of one with the knowledge, therefore its known, and you should know it as well, simply from me repeating it...not at all like the demeanor of a true educator, who realizes that all is new to the young mind, and for the mind thirsting for knowledge, nothing is trite.
i didn't appreciate viewing some bunpy faced, set-jaw, mouth poked out, I-look-young-and-cute-but-i'm-a-b^^^h, confrontational young woman, standing in front of people half her age, literally, demanding much and achieving nothing, literally.
The time to cry and reach out for Isiah was that day in school, when you were pretending to help him by calling a parent or guardian; right then when you knew from his math teacher, that his mother was in no condition to care for him, and worse, him being in no condition to care for himself.
No need to go into 'what up' with you and the girl whose father was in jail all first semester..ironically, Ms. Groves only showed intelligence in the matter, when she acknowledged feeling foolish when finding out about the girls' home situation.
Two or three students with issues and bad grades..you need to get in touch with them on a personal level, face to face, with an honest appraisal and progressive outlook...the whole class, falling short of clearly attainable goals, and this is a surprise to the teacher...?
What personal agenda was Ms. Groves exercising when, with jaw set and mouth poked out, she systematically failed or glossed over each student? How long did it take the educator to realize: she was failing herself? If it took a year to figure that out, while on the job, is this truly your calling? Teaching is one of those things, whereas, if you can't do it right, leave it for the right person to do. |