December has come, and nearly gone. After a turbulent re-entry to the United Sates I am finally feeling settled into my life here in Saint Louis. It is currently winter break from my tutor position with 3rd graders at Woodward Elementary School.
The last day of school there was a holiday assembly. A 5th grader introduced the goals of the assembly. He expressed gratefulness for living in the United States where every child can go to school and get a free, quality education. These words stung my eyes, and the water works continued as a gym full of innocent, undereducated, underprivileged children stood for “My Country Tis of Thee”. The meritocracy and greatness of this country has never seemed more like indoctrination.
My school isn’t the worst of the worst, but there are kids in every class who can’t read. There are third graders who still don’t know their letters. Kids who qualify for an individualized education plan have a teacher who doesn’t even know what the unique educational needs of their students are. It’s hard to know those needs when the school doesn’t have records to show what those needs are. Who is this glorious free education serving? My education prepared me to be a life-long learner, but the kids in Saint Louis don’t have the same opportunity.
The students are adorable, and they are progressing. All of my kids know their letters now, and they are mastering the basic sight words taught in Kindergarten. Teaching comprehension and writing to those who aren’t as devastatingly behind is more challenging than teaching phonetics to the lower level students. I’m struggling to reach one student who has no motivation even when the subject has been carefully tailored to his interests.
Prior to this service I had a romantic view of passion as contagious. I assumed that my passion for words, letters, and stories, would automatically influence the students to be hypnotized by reading. I don’t write passion off as completely incommunicable, it’s just that these kids have some powerful anti-bodies built up.
Poverty seems harsher here than in the school I worked at in France. My students talk about guns, drugs, and violence. Several of my children have bad breath, and obvious dental problems. Over 90% of children at Woodward eat free breakfast, and lunch at school. The kids don’t have a play ground, and the school is locked. I’ve never been to a school in the States that is locked.
I’m learning and growing, and I’m hoping to help my kids on their path as well. Since September I’ve been reading exclusively children’s literature and pedagogical theory. I suspect this will be my literary diet until the end of my service. I’m sure that even so there is much I need to learn about the skill of imparting knowledge.
And so it is. I try to let it be just like that. Perhaps I’m not as effective as I could be if I were more experienced and trained or if I had more time with the kids. (I regularly fantasize about kidnapping my students and raising them in a carefully constructed dream world.) But I figure there is nothing I can do to hurt these kids, so I patiently cultivate and nurture to the best of my ability.
Saturday, December 26, 2009
Monday, December 14, 2009
Anything and Everything!
Last update I expressed my deeply held belief that anything is possible and I provided four freak experiences as evidence. These four events are not the foundation of my adherence to the “anything is possible” theory of life. Indeed an abundance of joyous examples from my life and from the lives of loved ones have convinced me of the truth that anything is possible as well as, “everything is alright”. A few examples…
· Experiences of the 6th sense that make me sure a higher power exists and works through me.
· Traveling to countries I never expected to go to
· Reconnecting with people at just the right time.
· Visiting the apartment of the Peruvian ambassador to Italy.
· People who have helped me catch a bus/train/plane
· Jennifer having kids and getting married.
· The way I was welcomed and taken care of when I went to France.
· All the incredible people who have influenced my life.
· The support I had during the summer, without which I wouldn’t have been able to finish my job.
· Getting close to a wild moose.
· My Grandma surviving stage 4 cancer in the lymphoid.
· My cousins adopting kids.
· My cousins selling, renting, and then building a house despite challenges.
· Graduating college.
· Having a car.
Perhaps some of the events seem mundane or mere luck. Certainly a list does not do these extraordinary events justice, however the afore mentioned things represent the improbable to me. The divine way that things fit exquisitely together. I could list so many more examples from my life and the lives of loved ones, but I think I’ll stop there.
There are beginnings that I’ve had where I was naïve to possible down falls. I struck out full of positivity and innocence. It was only once I was in the midst of the situation that I realized if I had fully thought things through I wouldn’t have made the same choice. The potential for adversity would have paralyzed me and I would have been finished before I started.
France illustrates this point perfectly. I went over there knowing that funds were going to be a little tight for the first month. I didn’t realize until I got there that I flat out didn’t have enough money. If it weren’t for Carole and her family so graciously hosting me for the fist week, I wouldn’t have made it. Moreover the directrice of the Foyer accepted partial payment rent until my first pay check arrived.
If I were fully conscious of financial realities then I doubt I would have taken the risk to go. I would have been too proud to borrow money, and unwilling to sleeping on the street. However I did go, and the community/universe provided.
My choices are influenced by a belief that everything is possible and everything is alright. I was afraid to go to Chile, because I knew I couldn’t afford to buy a car and go to Chile. When I needed to book my flight it was yet unclear if I would need to buy a car. I didn’t want to miss an opportunity to see my friend if I didn’t buy a car, but I didn’t want to be stuck if I did need to buy a car. I also hated the idea that I had worked so hard all summer so that I could buy a car in order to work more. In the end I took a deep breath and decided to buy the ticket. I didn’t know what the outcome with the car would be, but I was sure that a solution would materialize.
There is something to be said for humility and responsibility. It is arrogant and completely unfair to be constantly needy and dependent on others. I’ve recently made a new goal to establish savings for the more challenging “anythings” such as health concerns, car accidents, job loss, etc. My main point is that there is always an element of risk, potential for unimaginable beauty as well as devastation. So live. Be alive every moment.
· Experiences of the 6th sense that make me sure a higher power exists and works through me.
· Traveling to countries I never expected to go to
· Reconnecting with people at just the right time.
· Visiting the apartment of the Peruvian ambassador to Italy.
· People who have helped me catch a bus/train/plane
· Jennifer having kids and getting married.
· The way I was welcomed and taken care of when I went to France.
· All the incredible people who have influenced my life.
· The support I had during the summer, without which I wouldn’t have been able to finish my job.
· Getting close to a wild moose.
· My Grandma surviving stage 4 cancer in the lymphoid.
· My cousins adopting kids.
· My cousins selling, renting, and then building a house despite challenges.
· Graduating college.
· Having a car.
Perhaps some of the events seem mundane or mere luck. Certainly a list does not do these extraordinary events justice, however the afore mentioned things represent the improbable to me. The divine way that things fit exquisitely together. I could list so many more examples from my life and the lives of loved ones, but I think I’ll stop there.
There are beginnings that I’ve had where I was naïve to possible down falls. I struck out full of positivity and innocence. It was only once I was in the midst of the situation that I realized if I had fully thought things through I wouldn’t have made the same choice. The potential for adversity would have paralyzed me and I would have been finished before I started.
France illustrates this point perfectly. I went over there knowing that funds were going to be a little tight for the first month. I didn’t realize until I got there that I flat out didn’t have enough money. If it weren’t for Carole and her family so graciously hosting me for the fist week, I wouldn’t have made it. Moreover the directrice of the Foyer accepted partial payment rent until my first pay check arrived.
If I were fully conscious of financial realities then I doubt I would have taken the risk to go. I would have been too proud to borrow money, and unwilling to sleeping on the street. However I did go, and the community/universe provided.
My choices are influenced by a belief that everything is possible and everything is alright. I was afraid to go to Chile, because I knew I couldn’t afford to buy a car and go to Chile. When I needed to book my flight it was yet unclear if I would need to buy a car. I didn’t want to miss an opportunity to see my friend if I didn’t buy a car, but I didn’t want to be stuck if I did need to buy a car. I also hated the idea that I had worked so hard all summer so that I could buy a car in order to work more. In the end I took a deep breath and decided to buy the ticket. I didn’t know what the outcome with the car would be, but I was sure that a solution would materialize.
There is something to be said for humility and responsibility. It is arrogant and completely unfair to be constantly needy and dependent on others. I’ve recently made a new goal to establish savings for the more challenging “anythings” such as health concerns, car accidents, job loss, etc. My main point is that there is always an element of risk, potential for unimaginable beauty as well as devastation. So live. Be alive every moment.
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