by Pa Rock
Citizen Journalist
Citizen Journalist
There were times when I knew and understood the unique
cultures of high schools. My own high
school was housed in the same building as our elementary and junior high
schools, and movement from grade to grade was hardly noticeable. We had around one hundred students who were
classified as being in high school – grades nine through twelve.
My graduating class consisted of twenty-two tight friends,
several of whom are no longer with us.
Courses were prescribed by the state and the local school board, and,
with few exceptions, everyone studied the same subjects. School days were long. We had seven classes a day, including a study
hall, and an hour-long lunch in which students were free to walk several blocks
to town or to roam the countryside adjacent to the school. Students who wanted to smoke during lunch
could do so in a designated location on the school’s campus.
A few years later I was a teacher and then principal of a
large rural high school with several hundred students and a young, progressive,
and under-paid staff of teachers. By
then the curriculum had expanded to the point where students had some
significant choices to make as they pursued a degree. They could head toward college, or a career
in agriculture, auto mechanics, or nursing and a few other vocational
fields. By then smoking had moved indoors
to the restrooms, and tobacco wasn’t the only smoke being inhaled. High schools of the late 1970’s and early
1980’s had more choices, more rules and restrictions, more noise, more
discontent, and more opportunities.
My time with high schools ended in 1983. That was followed by a few years of
administering junior highs and elementary schools, and then two decades of
wandering down other rabbit holes.
During the years since I left secondary school administration, my
contact with high schools has been limited to brief, job-related visits as a
social worker. My once-formidable
understanding of what made secondary schools work has grown out-of-date and
exceedingly dusty.
Last night I was re-connected to high school culture when
my 14-year-old grandson called and talked for nearly an hour. Boone started high school this August after
completing all of his previous schooling in a fairly small country school. Now he is a West Plains “Zizzer” attending a
variety of classes with hundreds and hundreds of other young people.
And Boone is excited about school! His teachers are young, bright, clever, and
know how to motivate students. My
grandson told me about his science teacher who took the class outside to launch
rockets, and his drama teacher and the unusual things she does in order to help
students learn. He discussed his government
class and all that they are learning there – and the research paper that he is
writing about Joe Petrosino (look him up).
He mentioned school motivators, such as the Gold Card he received for
his grades – a card that allows him to go outside during lunch – and other
benefits that he receives from the school for being such a good student. Old Pa Rock understands the strength of
positive reinforcements, and appreciates the fact that Boone’s high school
understands them as well.
Most of our long conversation focused on the adventure of
high school, but we also talked about the weather and the climate differences
between Arizona and Missouri – and we inevitably discussed some of the things
we would do when I get moved back there in the spring.
My grandson is turning into such a fine young man, and I
certainly credit his teachers, past and present, for helping to guide him along
in such a positive manner.
Go Zizzers!
1 comment:
GreatSchools.org rates Boone's High School as a 7 on a scale of 10. The community ranking is 3 of 5 possible stars.
Ranking schools give you an idea about community values and it looks like the folks in West Plains realize the importance of preparing their children for their futures.
Here is Oz the high school only rates a 3 but last year a major bond issue passed and that may start dragging the points northward.
When your school gets a four it means the teachers have to work nearly double duty at what must seem to be half time pay. My oldest grandson tried to participate in debate in his junior year. There was not enough faculty support for his team to go to a sufficient number of debates to qualify for the state tournament.
That being said, Chance has been admitted to next year's freshman class as an honors student. My guess is that kids like Boone and Chance are going to thrive in school despite these rankings. Of greater concern to me are the children who don't have an inherent thirst for knowledge and hunger only for fantasy.
As the President said yesterday the days of graduating from high school and going to the local manufacturing plant where you could work for wages at good pay, sufficient to get married and raise a family, are gone.
As parents and grandparents we can, and should, take great joy at children like Boone and Chance. Of course we are going to take joy at our children and grandchildren who struggle with education. For their sakes we need to help them develop to the place where the wonder of discovery ignites the fires of their lives.
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