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Jeff Howe is a bonsai enthusiast and harmonica player who has very good reason to believe that the Universe tastes like a cheap buck-fifty melon. He is a product of Walled Lake and a former Poetry Slam Champion of Milwaukee. He once shook hands with Rocky Colavito, opened for Leon Redbone and took a piss next to Mose Allison (no hands were shaken). All things considered, his best single day was July 4th, 1987 when he marched in the Marmarth, North Dakota parade in the morning, discovered a rare dinosaur skull in the afternoon, and then sat in playing harmonica with a drunken cowboy band until way past tomorrow. It's been downhill ever since. Jeff is a misemployed geologist who specializes in interpreting rock outcrops at 70 miles per hour. It's a gift. His daughter loves cows. ................................................................................................................... FOR MORE STORIES, PHOTOS AND HARMONICA RECORDINGS VISIT: jeff-howe.net

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OCTOBER 1, 2009 7:07AM

What Is My Responsibility To Lazy, Disinterested Students?

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In many ways, teaching is often very similar to stand-up comedy. 

In both, a natural feedback loop is set up between the teacher (comic) and the class (audience).  When energy is generated and reflected by both sides, it grows and multiplies.  Each side feeds off the other and good teaching (good comedy) is the result. 

Teaching interested, responsive students is a joy, but we all know that some students are just not responsive - they are a bad crowd, they suck the energy out of the room.  So, like a good comic, a teacher must be able to immediately size up the audience. 

In my experience*, I have found there to be three basic types of students at the lower college level (maturing young adults).  Being able to recognize and identify these types is useful when attempting to deliver a quality educational experience to a diverse group of learners.

 

THE THREE BASIC STUDENT TYPES

 

1. THE “WHAT-DO-I-NEED-TO-KNOW?” STUDENT

The first type is the most common and probably comprises as much as 75% - 80% of the student population.  I call this student the “What-do-I-need-to-know? student.  These students are generally conscientious and are focused on their college education as a total package, a venture.  In the classes I teach, they are often, but not always, non-majors and are taking the class as some form of requirement or elective.  In addition to this class, they have additional responsibilities with other classes and well as jobs, parents, love entanglements, and living arrangements.  In some cases they have families and children of their own.   They are asking: “what do I need to know and/or do to sufficiently satisfy the requirements and achieve the grade that I want from this class?”

My responsibility to the What-do-I-need-to-know? student is huge.  I need to be specific in my directions and expectations, and to make readings and assignments clear and understood well in advance.  I need to moderate my natural urge to go off on tangents and stick to the syllabus as closely as possible.  Their understanding and my expectations should closely coincide. 

The What-do-I-need-to-know? student is the bread and butter audience – the out-of-towners here for a dinner and a show.  They want to be entertained but won’t make the first move.  They generally don’t laugh until they see that everyone else thinks its funny. 

 

2. THE “TELL-ME-MORE” STUDENT

The second type of student is everyone’s favorite: the Tell-me-more student.  The Tell-me-more student eagerly digests everything that is presented to them and seems always to be in anticipation of the next move.  They have a hierarchical organization to their understanding that integrates their experience in this class with their other classes and then further incorporates that with their own life experience to form a functional game plan for life.  They always want to know more.

Tell-me-more students are the bright faces in the class.  They are listening, nodding back, asking questions and participating in meaningful ways.  They bring information to the class that adds to the discussion and help to direct the dialogue when it begins to lag or stray.  From a teacher’s point of view, Tell-me-more students are pleasure to have around.  They are good listeners.  They are a great audience.  They always laugh at your jokes.

My responsibility to Tell-me-more students is to provide them with the color, background, rationale and context to assure that they understand the information on multiple levels, and to provide them with appropriate references to sources of further learning so that they can continue to move forward on their own.  Once a Tell-me-more student has a firm sense of where they are going, a teacher is seldom needed.

 

3. THE “SAY…WHA?” STUDENT

Which brings us to the third type of student: the Say… wha? student.  Say…wha? students may or may not show up for class - it’s a toss up.  But when they do they are frequently late.  These students simply don’t want to be there.  For Say… wha? students, some outside force in the larger world that is completely beyond their control has conspired to force them to take this class.  They are determined that nothing – not you, not flaming images, not even a pile of freshly dug dinosaur bones – is going to make them enjoy it.  Say… wha? students don’t want to be in class.  Their reality is the entire world OUTSIDE of class and their presence here only interferes with the larger meaning of their real life.  Seemingly it is only when you physically call on them or somehow call attention to them (hand them back an assignment) that the reality of actually being in class collides with the workings of their chosen life style.

Interestingly, Say..wha? students can become some of the most profound contributors to the class.  They have nothing to lose.  They occasionally rise up out of nowhere and flash with pure brilliance like an old ice berg that has been melting quietly on one side before suddenly rolling over spectacularly to a new equilibrium.  But then, having erupted in inspiration, they return to the quiet desperation of their non-class existence and are not heard from again for at least another couple of classes.  They are essentially good hecklers.

To me, the most difficult part of teaching is agonizing over my responsibility to the Say… wha? student.  In some kind of James Olmos / To Sir With Love perfect world we would subdue these students with creative teaching and transform them into model students.  We would intrude.  We would grab them firmly by the chin and shake sense into them.  But truth be told, we really don’t have time.  None of us do. The What-do-I-need-to-know students are waiting for clarification and the Tell-me-more students are hoping for a little color commentary on what I just said.  We don’t have the time to stop what we’re doing to turn and watch and wait while Beavis in the back row digs slowly through his backpack to find his book and figure out what page we’re on (hint: we’re not using the book, we’re talking about a news article). 

My responsibility?  Like it or not, good teaching or bad, the reality is that I generally give the Say…wha? student just a little over half of a semester to establish a track record and demonstrate that he or she is a player. (It doesn’t take much, I have only flunked a small handful of students in ten years of teaching.)  But when I’m convinced that a student is truly disinterested – and believe me, I’m really sorry about this – I just stop intruding into their little non-class reality and go back to filling the heads of the rest of class with quality mush.

In the end, it boils down to who really is the comedian, and who gets the last laugh.

It’s really only fair.

 

* The author has taught Earth Science, Historical Geology lab, Art and Science, The History of Technology and Nature Studies as an adjunct at Eastern University (Boston), Millersville University and Pennsylvania College of Art and Design.  He also teaches Harmonica Essentials and Bonsai to adult learners. 

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Excellent observations. In my experience, it takes just one or two motivated "tell me more" students to make a class come alive and be a success. If these one or two are lacking (and they sometimes are) teaching becomes a chore for everyone. But give me just one young person who clearly wants to be there and miracles start to happen.

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Seems eminently fair to me. I'm just pleased to hear that the first group can be as many as 80 percent of the class!
I totally agree with your observations - and it makes me wish there were more instructors like you. I started every class as Type 1; if the material or instructor was interesting, I becaume Type 2; if not, I'm sure I appeared like Type 3, even though I was performing like Type 1. An engaged instructor often makes all the difference. Great piece, Jeff!
Great Post. I had a phenomenal education due to profoundly tragic family circumstances and have toyed with teaching all my adult life. I have just signed up to sub at the local high school to see if I can deal with the "Say wha" types. It's easy to deal with the other two categories in that they have interest and effort. The disinterested? Not sure where my patience would be and want to test out that theory.

I'm OK with a 67% pay cut, but only if I can enjoy myself. I got my teen fix coaching youth sports, which is far less authoritarian and important in a kid's life.

Thank you for this. You put it up at the right time.
Great post, awesome post. Thanks for your contributions here and to your students. You added value to my day. And what Gwool said.
You're just another brick in the wall. monkey fingered.
I am a Type 2 supreme. :) It's like the personality scale. I am also a Type A supreme. :)

The Type 2 students do still need the teacher. You are there to continue to inspire us. :)
As a current student, I vacillate between being a type two and type three student. The only reason I don't participate is usually due to class size and I've a small voice.

But I love it when teachers go on diatribes and bring in other sources to the material we're studying. The material becomes alive and relevant all of a sudden, instead of confined to pages and a room. This usually results with me going home and researching topics the teacher brought up, or 'aha' moments of relevancy in while riding home listening to NPR or in other classes that fire me up about life.

And, as a student, I definitely enjoy teacher's diatribes because that allows us to see the teacher as a real person, with interests. Now I must go to class.
I set our regular class schedule aside this morning and spent the entire period telling them this story and discussing what THEIR responsibility to themselves and to their education was. It was a wonderful session... the energy flew in both directions. We laughed to pee our pants.
I wanted to read this because I just finished a book about a teacher who volunteered to teach transgender teens in a make-shift, one-room "high school" in LA. Her entire class was the "Say...wha?" folks. The author/volunteer teacher wrote of the here-and-there profound perception and contributions. I agree you are not able to create a James Olmos world, but I wouldn't call where these students come from "their little non-class realities" and I have a hard time with "it's really only fair." Seems to me they retreat back to their BIG overwhelming reality of coping with their no-resources, no-support lives that can't really accommodate the luxury of education, much less inspiration. Underneath all of the "Say...wha?" exteriors and accoutrement, are souls as old and valuable as our own and I know you can reach out with a life preserver and, once in a while, someone will grab it.