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Appearances Deceive, by Greg Bouljon, 2003 |
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"Her
disability seems most pronounced in the areas of language. You'll see that
she can barely put words on paper. How she got this far, I'll never know.
She'll pose a real challenge for each of you." This
was our introduction by a consultant to Kendra (pseudonym), a special
education student, who really did have great difficulty writing. Her first
drafts and notes looked like those of a much younger student -one who was
just learning to spell and make letters on paper. It was almost impossible
to read and to understand at all. The teachers on my interdisciplinary teaching team
were taken aback by her poor penmanship and seeming inability to form
coherent thoughts on paper. We were also quickly amazed at how
introspective, analytical, and insightful Kendra was orally in class. How
could such a bright child of fourteen have such problems on paper and be
such a leader in discussions? I called a meeting with our team and her mother.
Dad also came to the meeting which surprised me that they could both get
off work to come in at 1 :30 in the afternoon. I asked the parents to tell
us about their daughter before she arrived at the meeting. They told an
impassioned tale of a young girl who had never been comfortable at school
after kindergarten or first grade. The mother had tears in her eyes as she
told of Kendra hating school and trying every trick she could think of to
stay home. The father reminded us of his daughter's identified
disability and of the accommodations that were in her special education
plan. One of those was that Kendra was not to be expected to write at
school. Knowing that the law was clearly on his side, and knowing also of
the reputation that he had which was to go on the offensive with teachers
who he felt were not helping his daughter, I told him that that was
unacceptable. As his eyes opened wider, I explained. I told him that we needed to see writing not as
penmanship on paper, but as composition of ideas that are often new and
enlightening. My job was to inspire thinking and to mentor young writers
as they struggled to put their ideas on paper. Kendra's job was to think,
reflect, and to see her life, learning and world with constantly changing
eyes and then to write it down. His job and his wife's job was to take
what Kendra composed each day on the computer (she really did have
horrific penmanship), talk with her about it at home, and to help her edit
and polish it so that she could continue on it the next day. I tried to be
adamant that they were not to write for her, not to fixate on errors, and
nQ1 to expect that every day's production would go anywhere but in a
holding file. He looked at me and said, "No one has ever
talked to me that way." I could feel the tension build in the
principal who was sitting next to me. (He shifts in his chair when he is
nervous and is preparing to speak.) Before he could, Kendra's dad said,
"No one since second grade thought Kendra could write because of what
she put on paper. My daughter is not stupid. (She definitely was bright.
She just couldn't hand write on paper very well.) I had begun to worry
about what would become of her after her school years when she appears so
illiterate on paper. But you don't seem to think of her as illiterate at
all." “I may be wrong,” I said. “That is a risk
that you’ll have to take. Let’s meet at conferences at the end of the
first quarter. If you don’t see improvement, then go to the principal
here and ask for another language arts teacher for her. Until then, at
least one of you will read her writing every day that she does some at
school for any of her classes. You will not –I repeat, not -focus on her
penmanship if it is handwritten or her mechanics and conventions
regardless of how it is written. You will focus on her ideas and on
expanding them. She has much more to say than what she puts on paper. You,
her special education teacher, and I will find out what else she has to
say and get that on the paper with her." As
Kendra's mother sat with her mouth open, her father sat back in his chair
and said, "You're nuts." Then he agreed to layout
the plan with Kendra once she got to our meeting. Of course, I'm only telling you this because things
worked out. I'm not really interested \ today in talking about the plans
for kids who went "south" and didn't work out. Kendra wrote some
really good pieces, developed some confidence, increased her keyboarding
skills, and learned to get along with her parents (not an easy task for
many early adolescents) as she needed them to edit and help her. The point here is that appearances do deceive. What
we see on paper is not always what the writer is capable of doing. But if
we see "writing" not as penmanship but as "composing"
that can be done orally, or performed, or drawn, or written over with
help, then our students can take charge of their learning with some degree
of confidence. Don't misunderstand. I believe in correctness.
Writing becomes unclear and worthless when the errors stand out more than
the ideas. But we all need the "space" to conceive and compose
our ideas first and then to edit and polish them when (and it) that time
comes. If you ever get a chance to see Hemingway's drafts and handwritten
manuscripts, you will understand the value of a talented editor who could
decipher his scratchings on paper and edit them into the masterpieces that
they remain to this day. Kids deserve the same from their teacher and
their parent editors. |
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