My Mom keeps these huge storage containers in our basement
that are marked with my siblings' names and in them you’ll find relics of our
childhoods. In mine you’ll find avant-garde drawings and sheep with cotton
balls glued on and you’ll also see hilarious attempts at creative writing. I
used to write these crazy stories complete with illustrations about everything
from my pets to aliens. I loved writing; couldn’t get enough! So while reading
this week’s articles I started to wonder, what happened to that love and is it
too late to start again??
I attended Catholic school my entire life until college. Our
curriculum was pretty strict and we rarely strayed from the formulaic structure
of the five-paragraph essay. Plug in thesis statement, supportive fact, supportive
fact and out comes a 4 on the AP test! Creative writing wasn’t even offered at
my high school. Sure, one time we spent a week writing poetry in my English 5 AP
class but we were given the types of poems we could write–I wrote one mean
villanelle. The fact that creative writing wasn’t offered as a course or even
in the confines of a traditional English class shows you how little my school
valued creative writing. Everything revolved around test scores and getting
into a good college, but where does that leave kids who need a creative outlet?
I feel a twinge of jealous when observing my CT’s class
because I never had a teacher like her in a course like Reading. Reading was
created to help students who did not pass the STAR test; but what I really like
is that this class isn’t just a formulaic fix-all so that they can pass the
test. They are really learning how to become life long readers and writers. All
of the students have their own writers’ notebooks they write in at home and at
school. They are expected to write every night for homework and during the
allotted writing time in class. A lot of students start the year writing about
things like what they ate for dinner and what they watched on TV that night but
the goal is that as the year progresses, they start to write about other things
that matter to them. They are evolving
from note takers to writers, people who observe and recount with feeling how
they see the world.
Tomorrow I am teaching a mini lesson about literary circles
and I am excited about it, but to be honest what I’m mostly excited about is
our publication celebration. The students have been working on stories they
want to publish for everyone to read for the past month and tomorrow we are
going to have snacks and drinks and do a gallery walk of everyone’s stories.
They started a few weeks ago with just thinking of a topic and free writing and
as the weeks have progressed they have used different skills my CT has taught
them to grow their topic and start with the “juicy” part. From what I’ve seen
so far these students have so much to be proud of in their stories. They are
writing like true authors. The stories range from how much they love their boyfriends,
their shoes and music to stories of loss, murder and absence. This class is a
chance for kids who are usually forced to go through the motions of learning
about comma splices and writing five paragraphs compare and contrast essays to
having an opportunity to really see how writing can be relevant in their lives
outside of the classroom.
I wonder what happened to my creative instincts after they were buried under the AP test's five-paragraph essay as well. Sometimes I sit and try to write, but because I wasn't taught how to put as much work into "fun writing" (which is actually hard work!) as I did into five paragraph essay writing (which is actually kinda useless now that I'm IN college) I just don't know how to get it done. I have stories to tell and I don't know how to tell them because that's not "valuable" in a school setting. May we never bury students' aspirations in the drudgery of standardized testing again.
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