Busywork...leading us down the road to ruin
A paean to dreaming, free play and "doing nothing."
Recently I had occasion to talk with a high school student, a high achiever in his senior year, who was taking an AP Literature class. Learning that he was reading “Hamlet” and Frankenstein, two texts I have taught often, I asked how he was enjoying them.
“Well, we had to fill out a worksheet answering 120 questions about “Hamlet,” and 90 questions about Frankenstein,” he said with a grimace. His father, sitting next to him, muttered, “What a way to kill someone’s interest in literature.”
Exactly. If that’s the way literature is being taught in the high school AP classes, no wonder so few students are interested in literature classes when they get to college!
But what really strikes me, as I mull this over, is that the young man’s father saw what was happening but clearly had no intention of intervening in any way. This student had already been accepted, “early decision,” to a fine university. He did not need to take an AP literature class in the spring of his senior year. Why not drop it and do something more productive with his time?
That’s the way my mind goes, contemplating this scenario. But others, apparently, just accept it as normal and inevitable that a bright young person should spend hours of their precious time answering rote questions about “great books.”
This is part of a larger cultural pattern of keeping kids busy at school, and getting them accustomed to being busy—driven by constant to-do lists, schedules and deadlines—throughout their lives.
As a young person, I obediently bent my head and accepted the yoke of busyness. Now, at the other end of my life, I can feel how much this has warped my experience. I hardly know how to relax and do nothing. Even in my leisure time, I am doing something: exercising, taking classes, keeping up with friends and family, doing hobbies.
I can dimly remember the time, in my childhood, when I would get up, get dressed and go outdoors immediately to greet the sunrise. This was on weekends, when we were in the country, where I could go out into the birdsong of the new morning and feel my spirit rise to meet the sun coming up over the mountain.
Later in the day, I would climb my favorite maple tree and lie on a branch, delighting in the feeling of the wind swaying the limb beneath me. Or I would go to the little clearing in the woods I called “my spot,” a natural circle of large stones with soft woodland grass in the center, where I would sit and listen and let my mind wander.
I wasn’t doing anything. I was just being.
What did I give up when I began to focus on doing? What happened to my being?
Little children are born with open channels to the world. They easily lose themselves in their imaginative play. Communion with the world comes naturally to them.
When we push children into busywork, getting them used to worksheets and crowded schedules, we curtail their potential to communicate with the more-than-human world. The loss, for humanity and for the world, is huge.
More than 30 years ago, in his essay “The New Story,” Thomas Berry pointed to the “tragedy” that children experience in school: “Children who begin their earth studies or life studies do not experience any numinous aspect of these subjects. The excitement of existence is diminished. If this fascination, this entrancement with life is not evoked, the children will not have the psychic energies needed to sustain the sorrows inherent in the human condition. They might never discover their true place in the vast world of time and space.”
Children don’t need to be taught how to commune deeply with the world around them. This is part of what Berry called our “genetic coding”—it comes naturally to us. The problem is that our “cultural coding,” our formal and informal education, insists that we get with the program, that we clutter our minds with lists and worksheets and—in the present era—a constant stream of digital information, which destroys our capacity to tap into our deepest sources of knowing.
As a result, Berry says, “The human venture remains stuck in its impasse” because “our secular society does not see the numinous quality or the deeper psychic powers associated with its own story” and children are not given “a deeper understanding of the spiritual dynamics of the universe as revealed through our own empirical insight into the mysteries of its functioning.”
What happens when an entire culture loses its ability to commune with the world, with Gaia and the cosmos?
Look around.
Education must remember its earlier calling as initiation into “the story of the universe in its awesome and numinous aspects,” Thomas Berry says. We adults must remember our childhood ability to “commune with and absorb into our own being the deeper powers of the natural world.” We must stand back and get out of the way of children’s natural tendency to experiment with their potential to imagine, to play, to merge their consciousness with the world around them.
· What if free play were as highly valued as “athletics” in school?
· What if children and young people were encouraged to daydream?
· What if the capacity to commune with the immanent Spirit in all Gaian manifestations was recognized as a human birthright and cultivated as a crucial skill necessary for successful adulthood?
“You may say I’m a dreamer…but I’m not the only one….”
What are we here for, after all, but to enter the vast living dream of the universe and the Earth? What could possibly be more important?
One thing for sure, it does not come with a worksheet.
My daughter finished school 8 weeks ago… her interest in reading and writing slaughtered by work sheets and repeated regurgitation. As each small child that I know begins “school” I mourn the loss of their joy in creativity and the encouragement given to their screen addictions. She is taking some time to unlearn the time constraints, to find her own rhythm to breathe when she wants to. Thankfully the instincts and intuition inside remain strong. To value and trust those intuitions is the key learning we can send them out with… and hopefully it takes us all outside and we feel we are held and we belong under our shared sky and on the earth.
I liked my high school experience with the teaching of literature, with one notable exception. Senior year, when our English class was devoted to world literature, we began the year with The Iliad. A dreary prose translation of the epic.
That was academic 1964-65. The Lattimore translation was available. Why the English department chose the awful prose redaction, printed in a minuscule type face, is beyond me.
I gave up on reading it. I spoke with another student about it. She (I do not remember which she) said that we should have read The Odyssey "where all the mythology is."
We were given a test similar to the one described above. Of course, I failed as I hadn't read the redaction. I wish I had thought of buying or borrowing a readable text. It never crossed my mind.
However, the kind of test described is like the tests we took twice a year to determine our reading levels. This style of testing has more to do with memory than with the interpretation of the text.
About 30 years later, as a married woman and mother, I was curious about both The Iliad and The Odyssey. I bought both which I suspect were the Lattimore translations. My ex commented upon how eagerly I read The Iliad. ""It's like a bravura science fiction novel," I answered. He read them after me and then the two older kids, who were probably 12 and 10, read them with enthusiasm.
I think the problem is two-fold. School is seen as something to be quantified. Hence, we have No Child Left Behind, which has as its foundation, a series of tests, which are expensive to administer and which also tend to replace classroom time that would better be spent in discussion, which AP kids should be doing.
And who is the quantifier, the standard setter? Corporatism. The bill for NCLB was a collaboration between two Republicans, John Boener and Judd Gregg, and two Democrats, George Miller and Ted Kennedy.
Hailed as a product of cooperation between the two parties, it generated a great deal of frisson and still does, despite the law's expiration.