Trying to decide if it is the lack of maturity that all high school students deal with, or a true deficit on the part of our school district. It’s a fine district, best in the county, yaddah yaddah.
My daughter came to me last night with a copy of the poem, " Death, Be Not Proud" , by John Donne. ( He died in 1631 so I’m feeling pretty safe copying the text in it’s entirety here)
DEATH be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadfull, for, thou art not so,
For, those, whom thou think’st, thou dost overthrow,
Die not, poore death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
From rest and sleepe, which but thy pictures bee,
Much pleasure, then from thee, much more must flow,
And soonest our best men with thee doe goe,
Rest of their bones, and soules deliverie.
Thou art slave to Fate, Chance, kings, and desperate men,
And dost with poyson, warre, and sicknesse dwell,
And poppie, or charmes can make us sleepe as well,
And better then thy stroake; why swell’st thou then;
One short sleepe past, wee wake eternally,
And death shall be no more; death, thou shalt die.
She needed to do some analysis. I was irked that she was largely clueless but then I stepped back and read the poem twice. These are complex themes here. How do we define death?
Donne is seeming to define death as an entity who wants to have control over humans and thinks it owns the moment of death. Donne ( to me ) feels that Death has some real balls in thinking this, as it is existing as a moment in time at the whim of Fate and Chance, etc.
She and I talked about this and I admit I told her what I thought. I felt as though I was doing her homework for her. ( This was prep for a written English Final she took today.) So, on the one hand, did I screw up and not allow her to work through it? She was utterly lost and frustrated. I kept trying to solicit responses from her, trying to get her to articulate where she thought Donne was going with all of it.
How should your average high schooler relate to a discussion about the nature of death, or Death?? How could I expect her to be able to articulate thoughts on a concept that most kids do not spend much time considering in any great depth. Despite popular culture, I do not find that the teenagers who float through my home are obsessed with death, Goth, suicidal, hating life, etc. They’re as angry and screwed up as any OTHER kids, which makes them average- but hardly makes them experts on a critical discussion of death.
Are my kids being failed by their teachers? Do I like to look back and think I was a highly intellectual analytical kid at 17, far superior to my kids and their contemporaries because it makes me feel good, or was I prepared in a different way with better critical thinking skills?
My H.S. valued writing skills above almost all else and we wrote in every class you can imagine. With those skills came at least an attempt to teach us to dissect and analyze what we read and wrote.
Is this a lost art? Did I go to an unusually forward-thinking HS 27 years ago? Or is it just seasoning that comes with being 44 and not 17 that lets me read the most lovely work by Donne and see things she cannot see?
And- what is the big difference between 15 and 18? She’s in 10th grade. She’ll be in college in a few years, and likely asked to do more critical thinking then she is asked to do now. Is it a learned skill or one that comes more easily as we mature?
Would I look back at my H.S. papers with complete embarassment now as an adult? Would you? How frustrated should I be with our local district, with the “teach to test” mentality nationwide that seems to produce a serious lack of chops when it comes to abstract thinking?
I’m not suggesting that I want my kid to be Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley, who at 20/21 wrote Frankenstein or The Modern Prometheus. I am suggesting that perhaps there is room for more critical thinking in the lives of our teenagers and there has always been room for this.
This isn’t a harsh indictment of teachers or teaching, just so we are clear. I’m married to a teacher ( though I indict her plenty on other accounts ) and I am familar with the process.
I bemoan how upset and clueless she was, and I want to undersand why the conversation last night unfolded as it did.
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