This is a really well written argument by Sir Ken Robinson showing just how little our present Secretary of State, Michael Gove really understands what creativity is and why we need to free children to find their interests and not tie them to a heavily proscribed and over-tested curriculum.
This weekend the National Association of Head teachers is being addressed by Mr Gove and he will receive a frosty but professional reception from the members of my ex-union who feel that he does not understand their concerns about his plans for curriculum change and the push towards more academy schools.
I would like to add my distant vote to their concerns and the motion that is being debated that “this union has no confidence in the present Secretary of State”.
(1) What are the implications of comfort with reading from a screen on a school system that still promotes books and magazines?
(2) Is the ability of tablets to widen the reading experience ( by the ability to electronically underline, highlight, share and reference quotes or seek background) seen as a means to promote and make literacy more powerful or as a threat to intensive interaction with the text?
(3) How can we relate to the fact that more and more youngsters prefer to get news from an online source and not newspapers and magazines and will the promotion of these media in schools create difficulties for students who may never come across them at home?
(4) Will the gap between boys and girls in terms of preference for the use of printed media widen and what are the implications for schools?
(5) How will these findings effect libraries?
I would be interested for any feedback on these questions or maybe some other questions that the article raises.
I have been continuing to enjoy the fascinating Learning Creative Learning CMOOC from M.I.T.
This coming week we will be looking at “Makers” and I have been delving into the readings as well as doing some of my own research as I like to do.
I found that there is huge and ever-growing worldwide movement of people of all ages who call themselves “Makers” and attend large “Maker Faires” at which they exhibit their projects and participate in a festival of interaction where they swop ideas and stories and suggest improvements and developments. Indeed there has been a Faire in Newcastle here in the U.K. this weekend.
I was fascinated to see the sheer enthusiasm of these people, their openness to learning with and from each other and the brilliant products that they made in their garages or lofts or a backroom often with really basic materials.
I got to thinking of why I had never become a Maker and why I spent all of my adult life thinking I was “no good with my hands”. I am the grandson of a carpenter who made two beautiful wardrobes as a wedding present for my parents. My brother,as a child, loved to make up kits and would spend hours and hours getting thousands of little parts organised and then put them together as a plane from World War 2 or a tank from the same era.
One year at Christmas my patents bought a Meccano set and a toy typewriter. I finished up with the typewriter and this led to years and years where I fondly imagined I would become a great writer. My brother tinkered away with his Meccano set and made all sorts of things.
At secondary school I remember that Woodwork classes were the low-point of my week. Some of my fellow-pupils seemed to thrive in making a cabinet but I found it difficult to even saw straight!
I preferred to be sent out of class for playing around so that I could read a good book outside.
Little by little I was convincing myself and (as I now know) my brain, that I was useless at anything practical. My adult life was one which needed others to do the practical things. I did though gain some self-confidence in fixing and changing a lightbulb and occasionally wiring something up to a plug.
So, I looked at these enthusiastic people and began to think about how much I had missed out in my life by believing that I could not make, I could not fix, I was not “handy”.
At 60 years of age I am working to rebuild a part of my life that I had allowed to leave. As as child I played happily in my Nursery and in my infant school. I made things out of plasticine and built imaginary buildings from bricks.
We are all born “makers” it is about being human and learning to manipulate objects and somehow get things to work. It is about experiment and it is about a lot of failure and, at its best, it is sheer joy.
I know this now and I also know that it leads to the gaining of a lot of important life skills which is why I believe that all children should have access to the chance to make and that it should be a key part of their education.
I don’t want today’s children looking back as I do saying that they were never any good with their hands. They are all born makers and they can all learn to make something and our society needs them to feel this way as my grandfather and brother always did.
I saw two very different but interesting takes on the things that might happen if we are not careful.
There first video is about the last bookshop left in Britain. It is discovered by a young schoolboy who has grown up in a world where he never knew what a book looked like, felt like or even smelled like.
It is a beautifully crafted and acted film which leaves us wistful and sad at the demise of such a beautiful human invention as the book. Can we really be creating a world where they disappear forever?
The second is a mock documentary called “The Internet: A warning from history” about a world which has been totally transformed by the effects of the net. It is funny but underlying the laughs are the closed stores, the death of the countryside and the change to a world where people live only on “the net”. It makes us think, as does the bookshop video about just where we are heading with our ever-improving and powerful digital technology.
I see the power and potential of our digital revolution but I also fear the possibility of just what we may lose in the process. This post has been written to contribute to the much needed discussion about our future.
In an alternative existence I am born into a Britain that has cast off the burdens of a stratified class system that harks back to an imperial past now mercifully forgotten.
The post-war has seen massive change in education. Gone are the days of public schools and grammar schools that existed to divide and leave so many languishing as the failures, the uneducated, often the illiterate.
Primary schools are run along Montessori-like lines. Children are free to explore, to create, to learn. The dreaded 11+ test has disappeared forever.
I enjoy my early education, I learn to cooperate, to socialise, to create and I follow my passions.
My secondary school is not divided by year groups. There are no rigid boundaries according to subjects. I created a portfolio of my achievements, a record of my learning which I could talk about when I applied to University.
I knew that my learning was for life and that my University days were just part of a lifelong journey to discover, to interact, to try and understand.
I chose to become a teacher as I desired to be a mentor, a guide to others in an ever-changing world.
At 60 years of age I have just retired from an exciting career where I have felt fulfilled in helping others to achieve their potential, to chase their dreams. I enjoyed my career and never felt under pressure. My students were the judges of my ability to mentor, to be a great coach.
I am now enjoying the chance to continue my quest to learn.
All of the above is but a dream of course. My reality and the reality of my fellow-countrymen has been very different. There have been class divisions, there have been tests and exams in single subjects that I have mostly forgotten. The only part of the dream that is real is the last part. I am a lifelong learner, I am participating in online studies, I am keeping myself busy and trying to understand ideas that are of interest to me. I am enjoying the chance to promote creativity in whichever way I can. Last but not least I am having the chance to do what I loved at school, to write. This blog has been a joy, a passion and a chance to connect. School didn’t give me this chance….. Sir Tim Berners-Lee did.
The link above is to a section of a really interesting audio documentary about the creation of the Beach Boys song “Wouldn’t it be nice!” This was the opening track from their 1966 album “Pet Sounds”.
The creation of just under 3 minutes of music involved the playing around with some novel ideas like the use of accordions as well as two guitars working against each other. The harmonies were beautiful and took hours and hours of attempts to get it right. There is even a discussion about how Lennon and McCartney listened to the track and how it influenced their track “Here, there and everywhere” on their next album “Revolver”.
Here is the link to that song. Judge for yourself.
I think this is a really interesting question that is discussed in the BBC video (see link below). Should we teach cursive handwriting in schools or is it (to quote one of the participants in the video) a waste of time? I would be interested in your views. http://m.bbc.co.uk/news/magazine-22157892
