Saturday, 4 July 2009

To make school better


Surrounded by our best pupils, not necessarily the brightest, but the most loyal, the most interested in making something of themselves, the most driven, I ask them what they think is the number one thing that would make them happier at school. There are about 15 of them, all between 12 and 14 years-old, boys and girls, some black, some white, Indian, Chinese: a real motley crew.

Would you learn more if you had ‘better’ teachers? I ask. Or what if you had bigger classrooms? Better textbooks? Better food at lunchtime? What about smaller classes, would that help? Perhaps learning would improve if we used computers more? What if we played more games in lessons? Perhaps if we set you more homework?

One of the smaller boys leans forward. ‘No Miss, none of that stuff is important. Well, I mean, it’s important, but we’d learn so much more if everyone in the class just listened to the teacher.’

I nod. ‘Ah, so the behaviour of other pupils in your lessons is the thing that stops you the most from learning?’

All of the children around me nod vigorously. They say nothing at all.

I grin. ‘That’s interesting. I’m guessing that you find that pretty irritating, do you? I mean, you must get very annoyed that there are these other pupils who are preventing the teacher from teaching and you from learning, right?’

Again, they nod in unison as if I had pushed an electronic button that makes their heads suddenly bop up and down.

‘So what could we do to make school better for you?’

A black boy with a bit of a stammer pulls his chair up. ‘Make them stop talking Miss, stop them interrupting, make them listen to the teacher.’

I look around at these keen, eager-to-learn children, who are staring at me, their eyes wide-open, wanting me to fix it for them, wanting so badly to simply go to school and learn, and a feeling of depression sweeps over me. All these poor kids want to do is to go to school and learn without disruption.

But in 21st century inner-city London schools, that notion is simply absurd. Go to school and learn? Pah! What nonsense. What are these children thinking? That’s so 19th century. Ed Balls would never have it. Children to take responsibility for themselves? Children having to meet certain standards or face consequences? Of course not. That would mean creating the kind of environment that my 15 pupils want: where schools would be places of learning instead of chaos.

And we don’t want that, do we? I wonder why…?

9 comments:

Red Admiral said...

Good to have you back, Miss.

Seems to me those 15 could get organised and beat the crap out of... sorry, reason with the disrupters, thus solving everybody's problems. If subtly pointed in the right direction.

wonderfulforhisage said...

But how?

oldandrew said...

Good to see you back.

I think you have identified the problem. I just wonder why you think it is Ed Balls' fault? It is not as if schools use all the powers they currently have to stop bad behaviour or that the problem began with him, or his party, or indeed any particular act of any government. Of course politicians get in the way, but when it comes to discipline schools aren't usually doing anything much for politicians to get in the way of.

Anonymous said...

Just to say welcome back - you've been missed!
Over here, teachers get some say over class distribution and try to put a similar number of gifted/hard-working/bored/disruptive 'pupils' in each class, EXCEPT when there's a new (or unpopular) teacher, when they get all the flack.
Logistical nightmare, but would it be at all possible to get the majority of these 15 in with just 2 or 3 of the trouble (on a rota even). Any chance of any good rubbing off, rather than the usual of bright kids being led astray.
Appreciate that I'm not making an awful lot of sense. I share your feelings about dumbing down, especially since the only way for the country to make any money is "value-added services" as manufacturing is no longer viable.
j

Big Fat Trucker said...

Welcome back Snuffy.

In the bad old days, there used to be a thing called "streaming", where the bright went in "A", the diligent went in "B", and the f--kwits went in "C". "C" was always special. Staffed exclusively by men, usually ex-service, often embittered and borderline alcoholic, it was always silent. They weren't working; they couldn't. What they were doing was waiting in terrified silence for their 16th birthdays, so they could get onto building sites.

Worked for everyone else.

These days, the new "academies" have "Achievement Support". At my daughter's school this is a secure unit headed by a perpetually enraged lesbian (ex tank transporters). The mongs are not allowed to mix with the normals.

Still works for everyone else.

ukridge said...

Good to see you back Snuffy I missed you sooooo much you made my day appearing in the RSS reader.

North Northwester said...

It's great that you're blogging again.

Long may you continue.

Gareth said...

Oooh, good stuff. I havent read it yet but its good to see you back.

Anonymous said...

So glad to have you back!