Examiner column for January 13.
Next week a new semester begins at George Mason University,
and that has led me to think about how we view education while we’re part of
the process, compared to our views as we look back.
What do my students want from my advanced composition class in the new semester? They want to improve their writing, and get a good grade—not necessarily in that order.
Students realize that a high G.P.A. makes it easier to
secure a job, or go to their graduate school of choice. Gone are the days when
employers competed for the best graduates with signing bonuses and moving
allowances. Employment is now a seller’s market.
Teachers
understand the grade-based mentality of their students. It’s no different from
the test-based mentality by which society judges students, teachers, schools,
and school systems. Much as we pay lip service to the idea that education is
about love of learning, when we make decisions about where to go to school or
where to move our families, we look at test scores.
So
we’ve bought into numbers-based evaluations of education. Yet spending time
before the semester with Ruth, age 93, the last of the many friends my mother
had during her lifetime, has led me to reassess what’s of lasting importance in
education.
What
counts towards the end of your life is having the skill to tell your story.
Students in my writing classes seldom recognize that value. “Our lives are
boring,” they tell me. “We have nothing to write about.” Part of my job as their
teacher is convincing them that their stories are as valuable as the
fascinating ones passed down in their families.
Although
Ruth finished her formal education 70 years ago, she signed up for a writing
class so she can record part of her life for posterity. No one needs to convince her her
stories’ value.
For
her first assignment, she’s chosen to write about the day she met her husband.
“It’s only one page!” she complained. “Writing is much harder than I thought it
would be.” As I looked at the page she thought was so inadequate, I saw great
strengths: her humor, and her use of dialogue to capture the voices of those
involved.
I
suggested she expand her descriptions to include more concrete detail—including
colors, sounds, and shapes that would make her writing more visual. This is
what I advise all my classes, advice many students consider part of my
particular writing “bias.” What students don’t realize is that visual detail
and inclusion of voice is precisely what makes a story memorable.
Ruth
will easily be able to expand on her excellent page, but what she knows at her
age is something I wish my students could understand as they start classes next
week. Education as a passport will help advance careers, but education as a
tool that allows you to pass along your voice, ideas, and soul is more than a
grade--it is a legacy for those you leave behind, for their children, and their
children’s children. That aspect of education is immortal, and will allow
generations to appreciate the day Ruth and her husband met, as well as your own
family stories.
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