School
At
least once, and sometimes several times, a day I walk by the public elementary
school in my neighborhood. Like a lot of
schools, it has that unmistakable architectural footprint somewhere between a
factory and a prison, a lot of asphalt and chain link fencing. Even when the kids aren’t there, it smells
and feels like a school. I wonder if we
disappeared like the Mayans and our buildings were dug up a thousand years
later what the archeologists, aliens to be sure, would make of such a place. Every culture has practices and artifacts
that are so normalized within the culture that no one really sees how odd they
are. School is one of ours.
There
are so many things about the institution of school that really don’t make much
sense anymore, from both a pedagogical and organizational perspective. The herding of children into buildings and
segregating them by age groups sounds more sinister than we allow. Breaking them off into small groups with one
arbitrary adult leader for a year sounds even worse. If we really valued what any of these
children could become, wouldn’t we do more make this experience more like the
world they existed in until they reached the magic age of five? Wouldn’t we do more to match them up
according to talents and interests that said more about them than their age
does? It’s easy to see that the purpose
here is to homogenize the children, to make them into one interchangeable group
of voters and workers. School used to be
a way off the farm and out of a stifling small town, now it’s just an assembly
line for disenfranchised people.
In the
early part of the last century, institutions such as schools were a way of creating
a common culture, of setting a standard of societal expectation and involvement
that went beyond the geographic limitations of what was then a mostly agrarian
nation. Even in the middle of the
century immediately following the war, school held its place as a means of
cultural generation along with the emergence of mass media and consumer
capitalism. School was where we went to be immersed in a
bigger world and get ourselves shaped up and ready for a new future, one that
our parents were incapable of preparing for us on their own. All of this happened in the context of a
society that had a high sense of shared values and trust in its political
institutions. Even when those values
were papered over the racist and sexist assumptions shared by most Americans,
they were promoted in schools where we held our hands over our hearts and said
the pledge. We were all going to
Disneyland.
That
world seems pretty far away now. School
couldn’t compete with the digital explosion of information, and it eventually
got swept away in the consumer culture that created and destroyed fads and
fashion faster than an archaic agrarian institution could possibly absorb. The population of chronically underemployed
women that had found a sheltered market in public schools (just as they had in
the charity schools in England a century earlier) were suddenly freed to seek
(almost) equal employment in a variety of better paying and higher status
jobs. Economic mobility in America
eventually ground to a halt, and instead of being a mixing place for different
classes of people, schools became a caste system that locked kids into the
economic stratifications of their parents.
The central curriculum that was supposed to level social knowledge and
mobility stagnated under this new economic and social order into the dried out
and decaying testing desert it is today.
Maybe
in the first decades of the 20th Century, school made sense. It was certainly a laudable goal to treat us
all equally and give us all the same chance to excel, but that isn’t what
school does any more. A radical
democracy requires an educational approach that is far less formal, one more
attuned to the technology and the politics of the moment. Instead of sending our children to school, we
need to start finding ways to bring school into our daily lives. We’ve tried a mass cultural, top-down, formal
approach to school, and it didn’t work.
We are more segregated and less able to communicate across the cultural
barriers that divide us than we ever were.
Perhaps it is time to rethink this situation before the alien
archeologists have to dig them and puzzle over just what the hell these people
thought they were doing.
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