The Freedom of Living and Learning

When I began teaching at Oak Grove nine years ago, I was already a seasoned teacher with fifteen  years under my belt, and I thought I  had it all figured out. If you had asked  me back then why I teach, I would have  said that teaching is all about enabling  children to find their voice. While that  is still at the core of my educational  philosophy, that empowering children  to find and use their voice is paramount,  the ‘why’ I teach, and perhaps more  importantly the ‘what’ I even do has  shifted, and I realize I actually have  nothing figured out—which is exactly  the point.  

All of us went to school in some  form or another: some of us excelled  and competed for a space at the top;  some of us coasted along happy with  average marks; some barely made it through; some probably did not. The  point is, we all learned something: we  learned that we had to beat someone at  something; we learned that if we played  our cards right, we could be as invisible  as we felt; we learned to tie our self worth to our grades, our clothing, our  athleticism and our popularity.  

The commonality between all these  things is that learning was happening  even though it was outside of ourselves,  and living was happening—but we  rarely saw the two things together: both  living and learning. To do both, we  needed the space and opportunity to  look inside ourselves, to really notice  and observe who we are. This is the gift  I have been given at this school as an  educator, and it is what I have come  to know as my role. I am not here to  ‘Teach’—that is, to impart some kind of  knowledge to a child. The ‘what’ I do is  ‘Learn’—that is, I learn how to facilitate  a space for my students in which real  self-awareness happens, where it is safe  to try, safe to succeed, and safe to fail. 

In the nine years I have been here  at Oak Grove, I have been asked several  times what the difference is in teaching  at a school like ours. My response has  always been simply that I can say ‘yes’ to children more often than I have ever  been able to do in my career, after years  of saying ‘no’ without consideration.  With the tight timelines, rigid rule  structure backed up by rewards and  punishments, and prescribed curricula  that had no room for creativity or  depth, my public-school experience  allowed for very little exploration  outside these bounds.  

During my first year here, a 7th  grader named Makel asked if he could  go jump in the bioswale at lunch time  on one of the very few rainy days of our  southern California school year. My  practiced response was an automatic  ‘no’, followed by his response of ‘why?’  It was not a why in the whiny adolescent vein, the why of someone  who knows exactly why…. Instead,  it was a why full of curiosity that  warranted some observation and some  questioning from me.  

‘Well…,’ I paused, considering his  proposal, ‘what are you going to do  once you’re all wet?’  

‘I have my basketball shorts,’ he replied  promptly. 

‘You will be pretty cold’.  

‘Maybe, but I have seen these fill up  with rain ever since I can remember and  always wanted to see what it was like’.  ‘Hmm, I guess you better find out’.  

And again, it seems like a little  thing. But it is this observation that  mattered: the way this child looked at  himself. His act of independent thought and curiosity, of taking a risk within  the confines of safety; accepting the  possibility that he might get soaked whilst he was still inside the classroom.  To my mind, that was on par with  volunteering an idea about Romeo  and Juliet when he was not sure of  the answer or writing a poem without  knowing how. Just his willingness to try  was important.  

Moreover, the gift he afforded me  as an educator in this moment was  staggering. It was the gift of a pause for  reflection. His sincere question was an  opportunity to take in the moment as  it truly was, not as an act of mischief  to be quashed, but as an exploration of  real curiosity that deserved more than a  simple rejection.  

Junior high students often come  across as a paradox: full of the desire  to push against boundaries and test  out new ideas, while at the same  time feeling an intense need to find  belonging within a group. We see it  in the choices they make with music,  fashion, friendships and most other  areas of their lives. So, it is only natural  that this paradox would present itself in  the classroom as well. In fact, the most  exciting and inspiring thing I have had  the privilege to witness as a classroom  teacher is when students design their  own solutions to problems that arise.  This could be as simple as tweaking a  writing prompt to fit their interest to  a topic (I really want to write about the  societal reasons why there are no girls in ‘Lord of the Flies’), or a more involved  exercise (…instead of a reading log, I  would like to make my own book review  website. I feel like it would make me be  more serious about it). Basically, the  student wants to be a part of a class  goal or project but in a way that has his  or her personal signature on it, just to  stand out and fit in at the same time. 

In my previous experience of teaching at a large public school, I  found myself in a similar conundrum  — how to foster a sense of individuality  and exploration in an environment  dictated by conformity. Most of the  time it felt frustrating, I was able to  see small moments of expression, but  anything challenging the structure of  the curriculum or assignment usually  came up against the wall of common  assessment and testing. Just as I had  done initially with Makel and the  bioswale, I found myself, more often  than not, saying ‘no’.  

As I have said, teaching humanities  at Oak Grove has presented me with  the gift of saying ‘yes’. The small size  of our classes and the commitment to  inquiry allows for both small scale and  larger opportunities for student-led  design and problem solving. While  every assignment and project does not  ask the students to completely form  their own learning, all students have  the opportunity to inform their own  learning as they develop their strengths  and interests. As I moved through the  first few years here, I increasingly found myself wondering how to encourage and  foster this type of internal motivation  and turn it into action.  

With the new initiative of advisory  time in middle school a few years back,  came an opportunity for implementing  an independent project that might provide both freedom and structure  for the eighth grade. Our existing  junior high internship, where students  choose a local artisan or business to  learn for a day, meshed with the mentor  component of the program, and being  the eighth-grade advisor allowed me  to work closely with those students to  help them navigate the challenges and  help them use the opportunity that  their chosen interest presented. What  was important, whether students were  attempting a project that was big or  small, was that they were able to explore  learning without boundaries. More  importantly, they had the freedom to  fail and retry, and to share their findings  along the way.  

The parameters of this project were simple and wide open. First, the  students needed to choose something  that they were interested in but not  proficient at. Usually, this involves a  presentation of a few of their ideas early  in the year, followed by the collection of  feedback from peers and advisors about  which might be the best fit. Next, they  identified a mentor—an adult in the  community other than their parents  who had expertise in some aspect of  the project and who would be available to answer questions. Finally, they had  to be completely independent in their  endeavor, from funding to completion.  So, while mentors and other adults  could help them learn the use of a tool  or a specific skill, it was hands off when  it came to the project itself. Thus, an  adult could demonstrate how to use  a bandsaw but not cut the wood for a  participant’s project. 

The first time the students presented these year-long projects. I  was stunned by the variety of their  ideas. I stood across the table from  the 8th grade girl, her eyes sparkling  as she recounted how she submitted a  successful proposal and implemented a  plan to include junior high artists in one  of the largest high school art shows in  the city. She proudly described how she  partnered with a charity that connected  impoverished artisans in developing  countries with the art show to help raise  money for them as well. She spent time  considering each of my questions and  was impassioned and thorough in all  her answers. The same went for student  after student: the boy who built his own  bike from scratch, the girl who created  a line of lip balms to sell, the student  who created a stand-up comedy routine  and performed it at adult comedy open  mics, a boy who learned how to turn a  lathe and built his own custom baseball  bats. The common thread linking these  projects was that the students had come  up with original ideas, found themselves mentors, documented their progress and  designed a project on their own. The  room was filled with a palpable sense of  pride and motivation stemming from  the students’ success in following their  own interests.  

In Education and the Significance of  Life, Krishnamurti writes: ‘While one  is young is the time to investigate, to  experiment with everything. The school  should help its young people to discover  their vocations and responsibilities and  not merely cram their minds with facts  and technical knowledge; it should be  the soil in which they can grow without  fear, happily and integrally’.  

I am always extremely excited to see  what discoveries our 8th graders make  as they explore their varied interests in  whatever form they choose. As a teacher,  perhaps the most difficult thing for me  is to divorce myself from the outcome  that a student’s interest may arrive at.  The outcome in this project is simply  not as important as the process—the  investigation of an interest, no matter  how fleeting that interest may be,  is paramount.  

Many a time in the classroom, students’ interests are dismissed as  distractions—as being secondary to the  ‘real’ learning at hand. I was hoping  that with this project our eighth graders  would see that their extracurricular  avocations were as significant a form  of learning for them as constructing a  good essay or understanding a difficult concept. As Krishnamurti describes  the process of distraction: ‘Follow the  wandering, the distraction, find out  why the mind has wandered; pursue it,  go into it fully. When the distraction  is completely understood, then that  particular distraction is gone. When  another comes, pursue it also’.  

At Oak Grove students will hear me  say time and again that I would much  rather have them design their own  project idea, essay thesis or even a train  of thought and fail spectacularly than  do exactly what I ask for. Inevitably  a student will then ask me if I want  them to fail, and my answer to that is a  resounding YES! It is quite literally the  best way to learn—to have an idea, put  it into action, watch it flounder and fail,  then stop and reflect—and then either  redesign the project or file it away to  study another time.  

So, Makel may have been really  cold that afternoon, but he said ‘yes’,  and he learned. Gianna may have been  really scared to deliver her graduation  speech, but when we put a picture  of her horse in the tree behind the  audience, she said ‘yes’, and learned she  had the courage. Audrey may have cried  for hours before finishing her essay, but through tears she said yes, and wrote it  all herself. Surya may not have known  how to even hold a basketball before  playing in high school, but he said yes  to continuing, and hit a three-point  shot in his final CIF game. My daughter  Isla may have wanted to disappear  within herself in middle school (having  her own father as a teacher during  adolescence was admittedly a challenge).  But now as a senior here at Oak Grove,  she has said ‘yes’ too, and is the student  body president, immersing herself fully  in everything she does. These kids, they  all said yes because they felt safe here,  safe to really see and observe who they  were from the inside out.  

This is not to say that Oak Grove  is a magical place where nobody  bases their learning on an imposed  perspective, a perceived status,  comparisons, or any other external  factor. I work with adolescents and  am under no illusion that this is  their default experience of the world.  However, it is to say that this is a  magical place because inner learning is  fostered in a way that inspires me every  day and where kids are encouraged to  look at themselves as they truly are.  There is no learning more important  than that. 


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