Skip to comments.HOW THE SCHOOL ACTIVISTS ARE DESTROYING OUR SONS
Posted on 07/25/2006 8:10:42 AM PDT by Lovingthis
How the Schools Shortchange Boys, by Gerry Garibaldi
In the newly feminized classroom, boys tune out.
Since I started teaching several years ago, after 25 years in the movie business, Ive come to learn firsthand that everything Id heard about the feminization of our schools is realand far more pernicious to boys than I had imagined. Christina Hoff Sommers was absolutely accurate in describing, in her 2000 bestseller, The War Against Boys, how feminist complaints that girls were losing their voice in a male-oriented classroom have prompted the educational establishment to turn the schools upside down to make them more girl-friendly, to the detriment of males.
As a result, boys have become increasingly disengaged. Only 65 percent earned high school diplomas in the class of 2003, compared with 72 percent of girls, education researcher Jay Greene recently documented. Girls now so outnumber boys on most university campuses across the country that some schools, like Kenyon College, have even begun to practice affirmative action for boys in admissions. And as in high school, girls are getting better grades and graduating at a higher rate.
As Sommers understood, it is boys aggressive and rationalist natureredefined by educators as a behavioral disorderthats getting so many of them in trouble in the feminized schools. Their problem: they dont want to be girls.
Take my tenth-grade student Brandon. I noted that he was on the no-pass list again, after three consecutive days in detention for being disruptive. Who gave it to you this time? I asked, passing him on my way out.
Waverly, he muttered into the long folding table.
Just asking a question, he replied.
No, I corrected him. You saidand here I mimicked his voice Why do we have to do this crap anyway? Right?
Brandon recalls one of those sweet, ruby-cheeked boys you often see depicted on English porcelain.
Hes smart, precocious, andaccording to his special-education profilehas been behaviorally challenged since fifth grade. The special-ed classification is the bane of the modern boy. To teachers, its a yellow flag that snaps out at you the moment you open a students folder. More than any other factor, it has determined Brandons and legions of other boys troubled tenures as students.
Brandons current problem began because Ms. Waverly, his social studies teacher, failed to answer one critical question: What was the point of the lesson she was teaching? One of the first observations I made as a teacher was that boys invariably ask this question, while girls seldom do. When a teacher assigns a paper or a project, girls will obediently flip their notebooks open and jot down the due date. Teachers love them. God loves them. Girls are calm and pleasant. They succeed through cooperation.
Boys will pin you to the wall like a moth. They want a rational explanation for everything. If unconvinced by your reasonsor if you dont bother to offer anythey slouch contemptuously in their chairs, beat their pencils, or watch the squirrels outside the window. Two days before the paper is due, girls are handing in the finished product in neat vinyl folders with colorful clip-art title pages. It isnt until the boys notice this that the alarm sounds. Hey, you never told us bout a paper! What paper?! I want to see my fucking counselor!
A female teacher, especially if she has no male children of her own, Ive noticed, will tend to view boys penchant for challenging classroom assignments as disruptive, disrespectfulrude. In my experience, notes home and parent-teacher conferences almost always concern a boys behavior in class, usually centering on this kind of conflict. In todays feminized classroom, with its cooperative learning and inclusiveness, a students demand for assurance of a worthwhile outcome for his effort isnt met with a reasonable explanation but is considered inimical to the educational process. Yet its this very trait, innate to boys and men, that helps explain male success in the hard sciences, math, and business.
The difference between the male and female predilection for hard proof shows up among the teachers, too. In my second year of teaching, I attended a required seminar on differentiated instruction, a teaching model that is the current rage in the fickle world of pop education theory. The method addresses the need to teach all students in a classroom where academic abilities vary greatlywhere there is heterogeneous grouping, to use the ed-school jargonmeaning kids with IQs of 55 sit side by side with the gifted. The theory goes that the least restrictive environment is best for helping the intellectually challenged. The teachers job is to figure out how to dice up his daily lessons to address every perceived shortcoming and disability in the classroom.
After the lecture, we broke into groups of five, with instructions to work cooperatively to come up with a model lesson plan for just such a classroom situation. My group had two men and three women. The women immediately set to work; my seasoned male cohort and I reclined sullenly in our chairs.
Are the women going to do all the work? one of the women inquired brightly after about ten minutes.
This is baloney, my friend declared, yawning, as he chucked the seminar handout into a row of empty plastic juice bottles. We wouldnt have this problem if we grouped kids by ability, like we used to.
The women, all dedicated teachers, understood this, too. But that wasnt the point. Treating people as equals was a social goal well worth pursuing. And we contentious boys were just too dumb to get it.
Female approval has a powerful effect on the male psyche. Kindness, consideration, and elevated moral purpose have nothing to do with an irreducible proof, of course. Yet we male teachers squirm when women point out our moral failingsand our boy students do, too. This is the virtue that has helped women redefine the mission of education.
The notion of male ethical inferiority first arises in grammar school, where women make up the overwhelming majority of teachers. Its here that the alphabet soup of supposed male dysfunctions begins. And make no mistake: while girls occasionally exhibit symptoms of male-related disorders in this world, females diagnosed with learning disabilities simply dont exist.
For a generation now, many well-meaning parents, worn down by their boys failure to flourish in school, his poor self-esteem and unhappiness, his discipline problems, decide to accept administration recommendations to have him tested for disabilities. The pitch sounds reasonable: admission into special ed qualifies him for tutoring, modified lessons, extra time on tests (including the SAT), and other supposed benefits. Its all a hustle, Mom and Dad privately advise their boy. Dont worry about it. We know theres nothing wrong with you.
To get into special ed, however, administrators must find something wrong. In my four years of teaching, Ive never seen them fail. In the first IEP (Individualized Educational Program) meeting, the boy and his parents learn the results of disability testing. When the boy hears from three smiling adults that he does indeed have a learning disability, his young face quivers like Jell-O. For him, it was never a hustle. From then on, however, his expectations of himselfand those of his teachersplummet.
Special ed is the great spangled elephant in the education parade. Each year, it grows larger and more lumbering, drawing more and more boys into the procession. Since the publication of Sommerss book, it has grown tenfold. Special ed now is the single largest budget item, outside of basic operations, in most school districts across the country.
Special-ed boosters like to point to the success that boys enjoy after they begin the program. Their grades rise, and the phone calls home cease. Anxious parents feel reassured that progress is happening. In truth, I have rarely seen any real improvement in a students performance after hes become a special-ed kid. On my first day of teaching, I received manila folders for all five of my special-ed studentsboys allwith a score of modifications that I had to make in each days lesson plan.
I noticed early on that my special-ed boys often sat at their desks with their heads down or casually staring off into space, as if tracking motes in their eyes, while I proceeded with my lesson. A special-ed caseworker would arrive, take their assignments, and disappear with the boys into the resource room. The students would return the next day with completed assignments.
Did you do this yourself? Id ask, dubious.
They assured me that they did. I became suspicious, however, when I noticed that they couldnt perform the same work on their own, away from the resource room. A special-ed caseworkers job is to keep her charges from failing. A failure invites scrutiny and reams of paperwork. The caseworkers do their jobs.
Brandon has been on the special-ed track since he was nine. He knows his legal rights as well as his caseworkers do. And he plays them ruthlessly. In every debate I have with him about his low performance, Brandon delicately threads his response with the very sinews that bind him. After a particularly easy midterm, I made him stay after class to explain his failure.
An F?! I said, holding the test under his nose.
You were supposed to modify that test, he countered coolly. I only had to answer nine of the 27 questions. The nine I did are all right.
His argument is like a piece of fine crystal that he rolls admiringly in his hand. He demands that I appreciate the elegance of his position. I do, particularly because my own is so weak.
Yet while the process of education may be deeply absorbing to Brandon, he long ago came to dismiss the content entirely. For several decades, white Anglo-Saxon malesBrandons ancestorshave faced withering assault from feminism- and multiculturalism-inspired education specialists. Armed with a spiteful moral rectitude, their goal is to sever his historical reach, to defame, cover over, dilute . . . and then reconstruct.
In todays politically correct textbooks, Nikki Giovanni and Toni Morrison stand shoulder-to-shoulder with Mark Twain, William Faulkner, and Charles Dickens, even though both women are second-raters at best. But even in their superficial aspects, the textbooks advertise publishers intent to pander to the prevailing PC attitudes. The books feature page after page of healthy, exuberant young girls in winning portraits. Boys (white boys in particular) will more often than not be shunted to the background in photos or be absent entirely or appear sitting in wheelchairs.
The underlying message isnt lost on Brandon. His keen young mind reads between the lines and perceives the folly of all that hes told to accept. Because he lacks an adult perspective, however, what he cannot grasp is the ruthlessness of the war that the education reformers have waged. Often when he provokes, its simple boyish tit for tat.
A week ago, I dispatched Brandon to the library with directions to choose a book for his novel assignment. He returned minutes later with his choice and a twinkling smile.
I got a grrreat book, Mr. Garibaldi! he said, holding up an old, bleary, clothbound item. Can I read the first page aloud, pahlease?
My mind buzzed like a fly, trying to discover some hint of mischief.
Whos the author?
Ah, Joseph Conrad, he replied, consulting the frontispiece. Can I? Huh, huh, huh?
I guess so.
Brandon eagerly stood up before the now-alert class of mostly black and Puerto Rican faces, adjusted his shoulders as if straightening a prep-school blazer, then intoned solemnly: The Nigger of the Narcissus twinkle, twinkle, twinkle. Chapter one. . . .
Merry mayhem ensued. Brandon had one of his best days of the year.
Boys today feel isolated and outgunned, but many, like Brandon, dont lack pluck and courage. They often seem to have more of it than their parents, who writhe uncomfortably before a system steeled in the armor of social conscience. The game, parents whisper to themselves, is to play along, to maneuver, to outdistance your rival. Brandons struggle is an honest one: to preserve truth and his own integrity.
Boys who get a compartment on the special-ed train take the ride to its end without looking out the window. They wait for the moment when they can step out and scorn the rattletrap that took them nowhere. At the end of the line, some, like Brandon, may have forged the resiliency of survival. But thats not what school is for.
Remember: Sexism is something only women have to endure.
And someone is finally noticing that the boys are not going on to college. Heck, if they made it through the Pre-K-12th nightmare without killing themselves or someone else, it is perfectly understandable that they are happy to escape further persecution and humiliation at the hands of feminists and their enablers in our universities.
As the father of a fifteen-year-old gifted kid who chronically underachieves, I also think this guy nailed it.
It's criminal what's been done to boys in the schools. Laura Bush is absolutely right. Boys have been cast aside -- and this ends up hurting girls in the long run, also, as they find out that young men are not able to cope with life.
The feminist project of destroying men has been successful. Congratulations, feminists, you've projected your misery onto many more people who would have been healthy otherwise.
It effects society in so many ways when boys, soon to be men, are not allowed to be men.
What kinda sissy-a55 name is that?!
i kid because i love
Yep - my 17 year old step-son will graduate in May 2007 - his last special ed ARD report says the goal this year is to get him to read on a 6th grade level.
All these years and no one noticed he's dyslexic.
The education monopoly, on the other hand, is NOT rational...refusing to explain it's method and goals in anything other than a PC mantra...and has very little discipline effected by the feminists (men and women alike).
Discipline in the public school system is to undermine the value of beliefs and behavior rather than to state, categorically, that certain BEHAVIORS will not be tolerated. In every case the public school system undermines the VALUE of normal male behavior, thinking and beliefs; and shows that normal female behavior is desired and "better".
I lay fault at the feet of these boys FATHERS for tolerating such folly.
Let me start by saying that my son is an honors student at a private school. However, neither one of us will forget the time when he was in 3rd grade. He was hoping to go to the spelling bee (he had the highest average in the class) and the literary meet (the previous year he had been the only student from this school to win an award). But his teacher told the class that "boys don't do good at these things" and selected only girls. I know, I should have gone and punched the daylights out of her. But I didn't, and it took him a couple of years to re-gain his interest in school! I'm thankful he is doing better now, he's a Duke University TIP scholar, honor roll... But that experience in the 3rd grade still hurts!
For your consideration.....
This guy gets it!
nice article I dont want to do MY FUGGEN Papers either lol
I teach Sunday School to mostly Korean high school and college guys (high achievers all). I have quoted to them the opening words of the song, "Kodachrome," by Paul Simon. "When I look back at all the crap I learned in high school, it's a wonder that I can think at all." I encourage them to get good grades, but also tell them that a lot of stuff they learn, they will never use again. I also try to be very practical in aplication when talking about my Sunday School lessons. I also see that guys LOVE apologetics. They are very rational. They need to know WHY they should believe something, while girls tend to be more willing to just take something by faith.
How would you change things?
I've heard this before but not having boys ... don't entirely relate,
If all of these unmotivated children became star students overnight, what would we do with all the then unnecessary teaching staff?
oh btw I dont remember the year but I was put in a "special ed" class during the second grade 1978. I know they told me not to drink chocolate milk and have sweets. I recall my idea of doing school work in the 1st grade was dumping it in the garbage, wow I saw thru it then I guess. Fortunately ritalin wasnt used back then or I'd be ruint now.
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