I want to make it clear that I love teachers. I’m still in contact with a few of my own teachers from 30 years ago, because they fundamentally shaped who I am.
I love my child’s teachers, and respect them as a vital part of my child’s life. I know most teachers do so much more than they are required to, and care more about their students than they need to.
But – and this is something I’ve felt for a while – if I were a teacher myself, there’s one thing I would do differently.
I took my child to see movie The House With the Clock In Its Walls on the weekend. It was fun, but one sad scene really stuck in my mind. The hero of the story is a 10-year-old child named Lewis, and one day at school, he’s the last one to be selected for a team in his sports lesson.
The brutal rejection doesn’t happen quickly – the scene plays out excruciatingly slowly. The most apparently gifted sportsmen are selected as captains, and then they, one by one, select a player for their team. The other students stand there, waiting to be picked – hoping they won’t be last.
Lewis is last, and the neither of the captains are happy about having him play with them.
Sure, the movie is set in 1955 – but it’s a scene everyone watching the movie is familiar with, because it’s happened to them – even the small kids. It’s almost a universal experience.
It happened to me in the late 1980s. And it happened to my 10-year-old in 2017.
Apart from the heartbreaking humiliation of children, there’s another thing each scenario has in common: a teacher sets up the situation for this to happen. Because that’s the way it’s always been done.
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There is a lot of 1950's hangover in education, that schools need to update their knowledge on. Research has shown repeatedly that picking teams in sports has been fatal for many kids' self esteem yet it still happens, brutally, at my children's school. The PE teacher makes no effort to disguise his favouritism in selecting the sportiest as captains every time. PE teachers still torturing kids, decades on. My children's school also continuously picks the extroverted kids for all the speaking, leadership and front-and-centre roles and separate introverted kids from their friends when choosing classes as a way of 'getting them out of their shells.' Hello, it's 2018! Ever read Quiet Power?? Putting them in groups all the time for learning is also disastrous for introverts, who make up 45% of students.
Schools also still religiously pair kids up for everything without doing a quick count and recognising that one kid could be left on their own. God forbid they walk in threes, if it means no one is the outcast! Why don't they pay attention to the social aspect of kids' learning? These things have a lasting impact.
Repeatedly, the bullying types are given leadership roles because they are loud whilst the studious, kind kids are overlooked. It's so backward and inexcusable that our education system isn't providing teachers PD opportunities to update this attitude. There also seems to be a correlation that the kids who are bullies are frequently the children of parents who spend a lot of time helping at school or are on the parent teacher committee, which also gets those kids extra opportunities from teachers. I'm sure teachers would deny this but after seven years in the school system, I've seen it repeatedly. The kids often can't understand why a known bully gets awarded a leadership role.
What message do we want to send our kids? Schools bang on about resilience but they are absolutely part of the problem. Our education system needs a complete overhaul, from top to bottom. It must be brought into this century.
I was an outstanding baseball player throughout my school years but my brother not so much and would always be picked last or nearly last. He told me he wished he played baseball as well as I did because It made him feel badly to be picked last. I told him you are a very good pianist while I barely get by and I wish I played the piano as good as you, but here is the problem. I am a poor pianist for the same reason that you are a poor baseball player; On any given day, you would choose to practice the piano while I would rather play baseball. At Christmas time, no one asks me to play the piano, they always ask you, so you are always in essence picked first and I am picked last".