Netflix and Chill
Okay, I will admit that I am mostly drawn to period series when it comes to Netflix.
I have enjoyed watching the Monarchy, Outlander, the Vikings, Spanish Princesses, War stories and the like.
I would not be a very fun “Netflix and Chill” date. Fantasy and light simple shows are not my cup of tea.
My favorite series of all time is based on Ken Follett’s book Pillars of the Earth. I have read the book 3 times.
Currently, I am watching Ann with an E. It is loosely based on L.M. Montgomery’s book series Anne of Green Gables.
The story is filled with costumes of the 1890’s and the life of a young orphan girl, Anne, who is adopted by a brother and sister on Prince Edward Island. It is pretty wholesome, in its way. But there are many timely things like being abandoned and unwanted, feeling different, suicide, and an established ghetto called the BOG and the discrimination of freed slaves in that area of Canada.
First of all, it is fitting to be watching this in the winter. It is cold and beautiful scenery. I really like to transport to thinking about what life would be like in that secluded part of Canada over 100 years ago.
The part of the series I have just finished is the town hall meeting episode in which the young innovative school teacher is about to be run out of town for her innovative teaching styles. She has the students sit on the floor and (gasp) she has them gather round and participate in the science experiment!
Of course there are small town politics and prejudices. The town forum is making judgment after baseless judgment, and looks up aghast as the teacher comes to talk defend her reasons for teaching the way she does (she was not invited). The students, who have been hiding during the crescendo of “lock her up”, come out with their potato batteries (theirs actually worked) and lit up light bulbs with electricity they made, which, at the time, few had the luxury to have in their home. They loved the chance to learn in a real life/real time setting.
It was a WIN-WIN episode for the teacher!
Her students had advocated for her and had proved it, not on a written assessment, but by carrying the lesson forward; to REPLICATE with their own brains.
Wouldn’t it be nice if we could all go back to this 1890’s town for a day and feel what it is like to have a community support you based on what their kids can actually say they have learned?
To be able to justify your points to those who set the rules?
Why is it that some administrators, with little or no classroom experience, place expectations on teachers that are unrealistic and difficult to assess? The townspeople were like a rigid body that would not be swayed by innovative instruction but ran by a book of methods.
Don’t get me wrong,
I believe parents should be that involved.
I believe parents should know what is being taught every day, instead of calling up the teacher on a snow day and saying they never got the memo, or that even though their child is sick, they simply can’t leave work.
The parent-student-teacher team then can work like a pretty wonderful simple machine if all do their part.
Thanks for listening.