19 February 2015
“This is Burke. It is 12 days north of Hopeless and a few degrees
south of Freezing to Death. It is located solidly on the Meridian of Miserable.
My village.”
This
is how the honest, frank, direct Hiccup starts off the movie How to Train Your Dragon. While it may
be an accurate, the tone of which he addresses the audience portrays his
contempt with it. He goes on to explain about the biggest problem being the
local pests: “You see most places have mice or mosquitoes, we have dragons.”
While he admits that “most people would leave,” he also recognizes that leaving
isn’t going to solve the problem and that “. . . we’re Vikings. We have
stubbornness issues.” The village of Burke is hard, but it isn’t bad.
While I’ve been
accused of being “excessively optimistic” by a fellow PCV, I’d be lying if I
let that that be my only portrayal. I’m not always optimistic. I get
frustrated, discouraged, disgruntled, fed up, whatever. You’ve been there. I
see my students’ semester grades and criticize myself for them. I start
comparing myself to others and the assumed expectations I’ve established for
myself. But I need to take a step back and remember Gobber’s ill-placed but
accurate advice to Hiccup: “The point is: Stop trying to be something you’re
not.”
I’m not a miracle
worker. I can’t get all my students to pass when many barely know their
letters. I’m never going to be the expected, perfect person I wish could
describe as myself. But what am I? I am the teacher that goes to school early,
even when students don’t show up. I am a native English speaker who knows
little Tigrigna. I am the twirler of children. I am the eater of cabbage and
carrots and guavas who buys from people who call my name. I am the try-er of
new ideas and the rearrange-er of the textbook to make it fit my students
better. I am the listener to friends, young and old, telling me about their
days. Instead of trying to be something I’m not, I need to keep being me.
Yes, I try things that
aren’t conventional. I don’t lecture for 30 minutes of a 42-minute class like
other teachers tend to. I make my students give me authentic work each and
every class. I hold them to high standards, because I know they can do it, if
they take the step. Many don’t take that step. They come late or miss class.
They don’t do the homework. They don’t ask questions. Again, Gobber comes in
with wisdom, stating “You can’t stop ‘im, Stoick. You can only prepare ‘im.”
While he is referring to Hiccup, the same holds true for students. I can’t stop
my students from following cultural standards of skipping school after break. I
can’t stop them from playing football after school instead of doing homework. I
can’t stop them from taking tests and being scared of the results. What I can
do is prepare them. I can prepare them for the tests. I can prepare homework
and hold them accountable for it.
“What
are you going to do about it?” Astrid asks Hiccup.
“Eh,
probably something stupid,” he shrugs.
“Good,
but you’ve already done that.” Is her calm reply.
“Then
something crazy.” He lights up and takes off.
“That’s
more like it” she comments.
Some
of my lessons have been stupid. Lack classroom management at the beginning was
stupid. Having only one assignment last semester for 10% of their grade and
knowing that students were going to be absent was stupid. But, crazy works.
Crazy is bringing in food to teach superlatives and comparatives adjectives to
student, but they didn’t forget it. Crazy is making dry erase boards out of old
sleeves of plastic to have students practice editing on. Crazy is redesigning a
semester to have multiple assignments and short tests to better understand
students and prevent even the frequently absent individuals from getting a 0 on
their assignment grade. Teacher have called me crazy (in the nice way) for
bringing in so many visual aids, making students move about the room, and
trying to teach most of the period in English. This semester is going to be
about trying new and potentially crazy things in class and out of it.
“This is Burke. It snows 9 months out of the year and hails the other
three. Any food that grows here is tough and tasteless. The people that grow
here are even more so. The only upsides are the pets. While other places have
ponies or parrots, we have dragons.”
This
is how Hiccup concludes the movie. He still acknowledges that life is rough (Hmmmm,
but there was no hail or snow throughout the movie). However, this time,
instead of concluding about the biggest upset, he focuses on the positive.
Instead of seeing his town, his place, his life as worst than others, he shows
how it is special, unique, different. That’s what being optimistic is about.
Not ignoring the negative, but rather acknowledging the good in a heap of
pessimistic aspects.