From the first page of the prologue, Gatto gets me going. I used to just go OFF when a kid would say he/she was 'bored.' I just couldn't stand it. HOW can you possibly, ever, be bored? I have to be careful not to react when I hear it now because it soon becomes a 'button' the kids discover they can push.
I had a fearsome 8th grade English teacher at Arroyo Seco named Olive Burns. She kept us on our toes with various readings and lots of writing but my eyes really opened the day one of my classmates said he was "bored" by something we were reading. "It's boring," he said. I swear ol' Mrs. Burns was going to pop a vein.
"BORED? BORED? If you are BORED young man then something is missing within yourself!" Most of us didn't exactly know what she meant at the time, but it resonates now. Gatto tells us his grandfather felt the same way!
I spent the first five years of my life living with my grandparents. There was no television - only books, a yard, a garage, a basement, and lots of music - records, show soundtracks, an organ, and a piano. There were no kids my age. So, I played alone. This was a habit I kept up throughout the years and I never minded being alone. I was never, ever, ever bored. Voracious reading also kept me occupied. And my stories - I wrote lots of stories.
Gatto reports that his students told him they were bored. They thought school was stupid. They hate the work. Well.... sheesh. What to say to that without knowing what they were supposed to be doing and what kinds of kids are we talking about? Thoughtful kids? Kids who persevere? Or kids with the attention span of gnat colony? Hard to say. Since he eventually ended up doing something positive with these kids, I will err on the side of the kids here.
Then he talks about bored teachers. THAT just fries me. Leave the profession and go do something truly boring - like working in a factory.
Gatto also talks about schooling vs education. Two very different concepts. Schooling 'trains.' Schooling brings about conformity and domestication. These are not wholly bad things. But, the word education comes from the Latin educare (ed-u-car-eh), which means to set oneself free, to liberate, to separate from ignorance. To seek an education is to learn how to think. Education gives men and women the tools they need to transform their world. How powerful is THAT?
It is the difference between 'schooling' in Nazi Germany and 'education' in a democratic society.
Allow me to go off on a tangent that really illustrates this point. Paolo Freire was a brilliant Brazilian educator determined to give a voice to the disenfranchised peasants who made up 90% of that country's population in the early 1960s. He taught them to read. (Well, not ALL of them.) Then he taught them to read their constitution. For all of his hard work, the Brazilian government "invited" him to leave Brazil in 1964. He lived in exile for many years, eventually teaching at Harvard and other Ivy League schools in the U.S. One of his American counterparts was a man by the name of Myles Horton. You may not recognize the name, but you will recognize what he founded: His school, Highlander Folk School in Tennessee, taught Rosa Parks to read. It educated the men and women who founded the Student-Nonviolent Coordination Committee (SNCC) and the Southern Poverty Law Center. SNCC spawned a name you might recall - Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.
Horton taught a generation of poor coal miners to read and helped them found a union. For his trouble, he was arrested - over and over again. "They accused me of learning things and then going back and teaching them," he wrote later. "They were right - that was exactly what I was doing." This was America before the civil rights movement.
Gatto talks about the "best qualities of youthfulness - curiosity, adventure, resilience, the capacity for surprising insight" and I can't help but think about many of the kids I see from day to day. DO they have these qualities? Because frankly, when I observe them huddled around the campus or playing with their video games in the lobby on a gorgeous, sunny day, I sense..... boredom. I sense a lack of motivation. I sense a lack of purpose, interest, or passion. I see the attention spans and desire for instant gratification that the television and video game revolution has wrought. Watch a kid's eyes when he/she reads: They are moving and full of life. Watch their eyes when they are watching television or interacting with the DS or other hand-held electronic device. They are devoid of life, expression.... intelligence!
What if these kids became interested in something else? How about learning? Life? Their communities? The country? The world? What if we could spark curiosity and then.......they CHOOSE to become educated?
There is much more in this prologue but I don't want to hog all the good topics.
:-)K