“Education is a natural process spontaneously carried out by
the human individual, and is acquired not by listening to words but by
experiences upon the environment."
---Dr. Maria Montessori
Growing up, my parents were as serious as a heart attack
about school. My father was elected to his hometown school committee long
before he ever had children. My mother chose to go to a private Catholic high
school using her babysitting money because the public schools were, in her
mind, "Not up to the task." She wanted more than sewing class and
home ec. In private school, she was allowed to take biology and physics
instead, and when she graduated, she joined the Navy as part of a flight crew.
While neither of my parents went to college, they were two of the most educated people I've ever known.
Once my other two children came along, I relaxed. Schoolwork
was (and still is) always a priority, but I didn't go all Tiger Mother about
it. With my first, I would never have considered giving him an answer to a math
problem. Mostly because once he got past third grade, I usually didn't know the
answers, but still, homework was his job, not mine.
Now, with my third? Yes, OK, maybe back in elementary school
I "helped" her with the spelling word sentences a few times. I
specifically remember her thinking the word “underdog” referred to body parts
that were on the underneath of our puppy, Oscar, the Wonder Pug. There was no
way she was going to school having written, "Oscar likes to lick his
underdog parts." That wasn’t something I wanted on her permanent record.
Homework has changed over the years; actually, it seems to
change every school year. With each new teacher, new grade, and new school, the
homework issue morphs into something different. The teachers I always respected
the most and who were genuinely gifted educators, were the ones who didn’t make
a big fat hairy deal over homework. They
looked at the child’s entire set of skills. What they did well, what they
needed help with, and they went from there.
If I had my way? Homework would cease to exist. While my
background isn’t in child development or education, I’ve read and written about
enough neuroscience studies to know a little bit about how the brain works, and
pages of math facts, test prep worksheets, and arts and crafts do almost
nothing to help children really learn. The dreaded "Group Projects"
should be entirely done during school hours because then there is no 9:30 PM
mad dash to Staples for poster board, note cards and at least one impossible to
find item like green play dough. Then it becomes a Google search for
"Playdough recipes" at ten o'clock because your kid forgot to tell
you his part of the eco-system project was pond scum. Children are already too
busy, and so are their families. Most homework, in my not-so-humble-opinion, is
a waste of the precious hours kids have after school.
We need to take education seriously, but it doesn’t need to
involve math homework that takes ten minutes to finish the equations and
another hour to illustrate a cartoon story of Pete Protractor and the
Pythagorean theorem. Why do students in some other countries have higher test
scores than we do? Because they don’t color in math class, that’s why.
Homework is here to stay, despite a lot of evidence that it
doesn't improve the education our kids are getting. I just wish it could be
more thought-provoking than the latest photocopies of MCAS "practice"
tests and more relevant than whatever bits of glue and construction paper you
can shove into a shoebox diorama. But what do I know, I got all the way through
college without ever having to make a model of the Great Wall of China out of
sugar cubes. It's a wonder I can think at all.
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