Posted at Edushyster:
A former KIPP teacher in New Orleans
finds her voice
I was never much of a champion [reference to Teach Like a Champion, Doug Lemov's exhausting checklist that serves as a bible for TFA and KIPP], to be honest. KIPP defines a
successful teacher as someone who keeps children quiet, teaches children how to
answer each question on a test composed of arbitrary questions, and then
produces high scores on this test. Mind you, I was teaching Pre-K and then
kindergarten at a KIPP school in New Orleans—and these were still the metrics
by which I was being evaluated. Since my definition of a successful early
childhood classroom looked very different from silence and test prep, I had to
figure out how to survive. I lasted three years.
Exit ticket
By
year three it had become very, very difficult for me to hide my disdain for the
way the school was managed. In the previous two years, I’d fought hard for the
adoption of a play-based early childhood curriculum, only to see it
systematically dismantled by our 25-year old assistant principal. When this
administrator told us that our student test scores would be higher if we used
direct instruction, worksheets and exit tickets to check for their
understanding, I lost my shit. I’m sorry, but five year olds don’t learn that
way.
I was fired a week later. Well, to
be fair, I was told that I *wasn’t a good fit*—most likely because I talked
about things like poverty and trauma and brain development, and also because at
that point I knew significantly more about early childhood education and what
young children actually needed to grow and develop than the administrators who
ran the school. And that made me a threat.
How did I survive as long as I
did? During my time at KIPP, I made a point of seeking out other
critically-minded educators. I met veteran teachers through the United Teachers
of New Orleans and new teachers interested in educational justice through the New Teachers’ Roundtable. I also read as
much as I could about how teaching can and should be. Critical pedagogy,
liberatory education, anti-bias curriculum—you name it, I was reading it. And
while it was nearly impossible for me to implement anything I was learning, my
mindset was shifting.
I also channeled my energy into
working with teachers, families, students and community groups to resist
corporate school reform in all of its machinations. I also spoke truth, as I
saw it, to my bosses at KIPP. If I had to be a shitty teacher at KIPP, I wasn’t
going down without a fight.
Control issues
And
the truth is that I was a shitty teacher at KIPP. For one thing I was a
terrible disciplinarian. I couldn’t control the kids the way that my
administrators wanted me to. There was a lot of chaos in my classroom, and a
lot of yelling—because I was so confused and frustrated. As I quickly found
out, you can basically only control kids in the KIPP way if you never question
the value of control. The kids sensed my doubt and chaos ensued. And chaos was
inevitably followed by my yelling.
Ironically, now that I’m teaching
3rd grade English at one of the few remaining traditional public schools in New
Orleans, I’m much stricter than I ever was at KIPP. For example, every night my
students answer an open-ended question in their journals for homework. When they
come to class the next day, a few of them share what they wrote and get
feedback from their peers. Their courageous honesty leads to incredible
discussions about bullying, and gender roles, racism and deep dark fears of all
sorts. But I recognize that my strictness makes those conversations possible.
I’m super, super strict about how to listen respectfully, and about how
important it is to take turns giving feedback. I’ve discovered that it’s
actually very easy to be strict when you deeply believe that what you’re
requiring kids to do is for their own good and for the good of the community.
Letting go
As
I’ve let go of the priorities KIPP set for me, it’s been liberating to define
my own values and priorities according to what makes sense for my classroom and
my students. I started the year giving tests sporadically but I’ve given those
up completely. Formal assessments don’t give me any new information, and they
only serve to make kids who’ve already been disenfranchised by the schooling
process feel even more frustrated. And I no longer plan formal units. Instead I
define some general themes—last semester we explored self, family and
community—now we’re learning about the history of African-Americans, starting
in Africa and working our way to the present through literature, poetry and
essays. I let the kids’ interests determine what we zoom in on.
I also expect my students to read
independently any time they have a free moment. I’ve built a library of
culturally-relevant picture books and graphic novels and chapter books, and by
literally making them read at the beginning of the year, have been able to
create a culture of reading. I’d say that the majority of my kids have come to
realize that reading is really awesome and they voluntarily read all the time
now.
One of my goals as a teacher is to
create and facilitate a space where we all care for each other. How I handle
things in the classroom needs to reflect this priority. So my students and I
stop and talk about things—a lot. Somewhere along the line I developed this
radical idea that children are humans who should be treated with dignity, and
that the classroom should, ideally, be a place they’d want to be even if
schooling weren’t compulsory. This idea that my students are human beings with
thoughts and feelings, and that these thoughts and feelings should be at the
center of what I do in the classroom, comes from my mentors here in New Orleans
and is a radical shift from the silence and test prep that rule at KIPP.
Rebecca Radding came to New
Orleans as a Teach for America corps member. She currently teaches third grade
English at Benjamin Franklin Elementary Mathematics and Science School.
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