Eduholic

“I can stop talking about teaching whenever I want to,” claims educator-writer Emmet Rosenfeld, who spends much of his time—you guessed it—thinking and talking about teaching. A former English teacher at the renowned Thomas Jefferson High School for Science and Technology in Alexandria, Va., Rosenfeld has recently transitioned to a position as English teacher and Dean of Students at the Congressional Schools of Virginia in Falls Church, Va. Until he comes to terms with his Education Problem, enjoy this wide-ranging blog on teaching and learning in his classroom and beyond.

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March 17, 2009

Open Goals

Last weekend I went to a soccer coaching clinic and a Piagetian seminar broke out. Gary Allen is the Director of Coaching Education for the Virginia Youth Soccer Association, and has played and coached for a lifetime across every level of organized soccer. What I didn’t expect to hear from him, for the first hour of the clinic, was a discussion of psychomotor skills and stages of development. One thing he explained that everyone could understand was the slanted jump rope.

Imagine a jump rope stretched out on the ground. As a coach, you tell all the members of your team to jump over it. Everyone can. Then you raise it a little, and they still can. But as you keep raising it, fewer and fewer kids make it over. By the end, only the best jumper is left, and all the other kids are on the sides watching. In effect, the one who is best gets the most practice, while the ones who need it most are only learning that they aren’t number one.

Instead, what if you held the jump rope at a slant? Kids array themselves along the length of it at a height they think they can handle. You can keep raising it by increments, but as you do, the best leaper finds it as tough as much as the most vertically challenged. Everyone “stays in,” and everybody gets maximum growth because they’re being challenged at their own level.

For his audience of parent coaches of young kids, Gary made the case that U.S. soccer in general, and our teams in particular, would be better if we focused on process and not results. By starting “select” teams at an early age, he argued, we reward kids who are fast, strong and skilled at that time. They learn to depend on their speed and strength and individual skills, which don’t emerge at the same time for all kids and, in the end, can take them only so far. Why? Our Darwinian process disallows the beautiful differentiation that happens naturally on the playgrounds of San Paulo.

Granted, we don’t have a tradition of soccer in the streets. In my neighborhood, it was schoolyard football. Teams were picked to be even, not with all the best kids on one team. If there was a disparity, you could always trade Joey for Tommy to even things up. We cared a lot about scoring, more than anything else in the moment. But we didn’t care as much about keeping score, and certainly didn’t tally games won and lost over the season.

This free-flowing play is what’s lost in a system designed to find the best kids early and put them on travel teams, Gary argues. The “peak performance” of the schoolyard -- evenly matched teams, blood struggle to win, no hard feelings afterwards—is sacrificed, and the cost is that players don’t develop problem-solving ability to match their ball skills. Because they see less game play, their abilities to improvise, react in the moment, and read situations aren’t cultivated.

This esoteric reasoning wasn’t why most of us were there on a Saturday morning. But Gary got into some good master teaching too. He took us into a gym where four kids appeared, two each ages 5 and 7, and led them through a series of drills. Simultaneously, he did something extremely difficult that I’m not sure the non-educators in the crowd appreciated as much as I did: he explained to us what he was doing and how was thinking each step of the way. Peeling back one’s skull to expose the thought process as you perform a skill, in addition to modeling the skill itself, is what I aspire to do in the classroom.

The drills progressed over the course of the model practice from simple to complex. Except they weren’t drills, they were games. That is exactly what motivates kids this age, rather than the makeshift stand in a line and kick a ball kind of thing I’d been doing as a coach in the past. First tag with everybody it, than Soccer Simon Says, next kids passing the ball through “gates” of parents’ legs that opened and closed on cue from the coach.

Each game had a point. When you are dribbling a ball and playing tag, you learn to keep the ball on your feet without staring down at them. When Simon says to step over the ball this way, or move it with the outside of your foot like this, he is teaching you moves that will juke an opponent’s socks off. Passing back and forth while looking for the open gate teaches the skills that help players see and adjust to a changing field.

The days following the seminar, there was a lot of email traffic among age group coaches about whether or not our kids should play with goal keepers. Mostly, those who had been to the session favored ditching goalies as Gary had suggested. Those who hadn’t were pretty convinced that the old way was fine and we were not teaching our kids the actual game of soccer without sticking one of them in the goal. There was a lot of passion on both sides. My co-coach and I agreed to disagree over a beer that evening.

Teaching of all sorts, of course, should be done with an understanding of the developmental stages of our students. We are the best teachers, coaches and parents if we allow kids to “maximize touches” and build skills in a “slanted rope” environment. Whether on the field or in the classroom, we all want to see our kids have fun, improve as players, and develop a life-long love of the game. Without or without keepers, those are goals we share.

March 7, 2009

¡Hola!

Last Wednesday nearly seventy middle school students from Instituto Tepeyac, a private school in Mexico, transformed our gym into a celebration of their country and culture. Their visit was the first in what we hope will be a fruitful international partnership and an annual exchange of students. It’s also an interesting example of how some of the big trends of the 21st century—globalism, the new economy, technology— are playing out on the stage of one l’il school in Northern Virginia.

And boy was that stage rocking. My favorite part was the eight-foot diameter mandala of corn and sand and beans layed out on a tarp in a far corner of the gym, with bunches of dried red peppers and bowls of bananas within the concentric circles. The flaming brazier that one of the eighth graders hefted toward the sky during the Aztec dance was a close second, but it did make me a little nervous, what with fire codes and all.

The students performed a series of elaborately costumed dances illustrating the history of their country. First an indigenous ritual, then portly colonial era boxsteps, later caballeros with ten gallon hats two-stepping amidst senoritas swinging their skirts.

Between each act, two girls read introductions they’d carefully copied out on blue-lined notebook paper, identifying in which of the 31 Mexican states a dance had originated, or tidbits about its origin (one polka-inflected strain featured squeezebox and a beat in three). The final number was a karaoke version of a full-throated ballad by a sixth grader who wasn’t afraid to ham it up.

For ambiance, the gym was festooned with flags and posters, not to mention a full- size backdrop behind the stage that depicted a montage of the same rich history traced by the performances. Around the perimeter of the gym were tables, groaning under bounty they had somehow lugged all the way from Guadalajara, including dozens of ceramic dolls showing village girls holding baskets of fruit or trays of tortillas, each one unique. The maiden with a cage of songbirds strapped to her back made it into my office.

In addition to the dolls, the tables held baskets of Mexican sweets, unfamiliar to our kids but obviously prized by the Tepeyac students who lingered near the tables after their performances. There were chunks of what looked like beeswax riddled with dried fruit, which turned out to be a form of sugar. Other candies looked like lady fingers wrapped in small tortillas or rice cake-shaped patties of seeds.

Strewn amidst the baskets of sweets were wooden toys and photo books and beads and magnets and… well, you can imagine. An embarrassment of riches, every bit of which, to our surprise, they announced at the end of their performance was a gift of friendship to the students of Congressional.

As well as dancing for us, the Mexican students fit a rich itinerary into their weeklong visit, including DC sights, a day of classes with their epals (Congressional students who take Spanish), a quick jaunt to Luray Caverns, and even—for most of the kids—their first snow. A March storm had closed school the day they were originally scheduled to perform.

Chaperones marveled over our male elementary teachers and were excited to learn about Elluminate videoconferencing software when they visited our computer lab. One of two brothers who owns the school was among them. Having inherited a single school from their father, the founder, they have grown Tepeyac across four campuses, two in Guadalajara and two in Mexico City, and are opening a fifth next fall in Cancun. Their replicable model seems to have tapped a pent up demand for an upscale independent school experience.

On our side, having recently completed a strategic plan that sharpens our mission to prepare global citizens, this international partnership is only one step. Tepeyac is courting a potential sister school in Shanghai, which could lead to an interesting triangle. And our Head of School has other irons in the fire in terms of global connections which might offer expanded opportunities for our students and the school in years to come.

For now, our Mexican friends have left a strong impression. One mother I talked to said her daughter has decided she doesn’t want to take Latin in the seventh grade after all—she wants to stick with Spanish. They're a tough act to follow, but I hope she’ll have a chance to practice it when we visit IT in the future.

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