Monday, February 3, 2014

My Top 10 Reasons for Leaving Philadelphia: #8 – Loss of the common

Common sense
Common ground
Common wealth

What happens in education when you lose the common?

Common ground: Where the public has had traditional rights. Years ago, it referred to land. To a common space – probably pastures – which was open for everyone to use. It was born out of a recognition that there is a need for public rights. For a community to exist, an investment in things for the public good needs to be made. It was a place without contention – it was understood to be in the best interest of everyone in society to have this public investment. The common ground was so sacred that it was not open to contention and generally understood as the baseline for the common good. Where is the common ground in our city any more?

Common sense: Knowledge and experience which most people already have, or which the person using the term believes that they do or should have. I was wondering when the common sense that a democracy needs strong public services – especially public education – in order to function got lost? Now what I used to think was common sense is considered radical. When there is no common sense – what sense is left? Maybe the sense of selfishness? The sense of ignorance? Uncommon sense? Anti-common sense? I think maybe that’s the term that, well, makes the most sense. You can’t even call it nonsense because I think there is intentionality – it is someone’s sense to privatize the public and to disinvest in the common.

Common wealth: emphasizes a "government based on the common consent of the people". The word commonwealth in this context refers to the common "wealth", or welfare, of the public. I remember having an epiphany when someone once explained the etymology of the word "commonwealth". She told me it meant literally common wealth - the wealth set aside for the common good.

It is kind of sickening to think that this is the word behind the "Commonwealth of Pennsylvania" where a heartless and morally bankrupt governor has overseen the complete, planned desolation of the largest school district in the state. The common good no longer includes public education. It's just one in a long list of losses to the common that have evolved over the past few decades.

Probably more disturbing is the lack of outcry. The lack of outrage at the destruction of something so basic to democracy. The fabricated culture of austerity that has justified an every shrinking amount of accountability for the haves to contribute in real and fair ways to the common good from which they benefited has led to the growth of an entitlement culture and a cynical denial of the social contract on which we have survived as a species
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Well, that was a kind of long sentence, but you get the idea. I wonder if the common is being honored in other areas of the world. I hope to experience some of it during my time abroad...I need that fix to witness that  sense of mutual responsibility that still exists in communities globally....
My Top 10 Reasons for Leaving Philadelphia: #7: Because I Can

So it has been 6 years since I left and I never finished the top Ten list. Life and ADHD. What can you do?

But I did have a list of reasons I had started to formulate and so I decided that writing for myself - something I have not done in a long time - needed to become "a thing" for me again. It has taken me a lifetime to finally come to the conclusion that I am not very good for anyone else if I am not attuned to myself. So maybe it is just the "New Year" factor. Truth be told, I am really bad at maintaining healthy habits. I can easily devolve into the rabbit hole of links once the cursed phone is in my hand. I can binge watch television shows that serve as a non-alcoholic brain killer. But self care? Real self care? Naah.....

Yes, I decided to come back (we'll see for how long) and how fitting that in my list of 10 Reasons this one was #7. (And yes, I am counting backward, so it took me 6 years to go from #10 to #7. See what I mean?

But yes, I can. I can pick up my life and leave. There are plenty of reasons why I shouldn't have done that - including the children who I left behind in Philadelphia - not just my students, but my actual children who are in my family. I mean, isn't the normal pattern that the kids grow up and leave home? But at least for now, my home in Philadelphia is home to my two sons, their two girlfriends and their two dogs and I have moved from Philadelphia to India and now to Santa Monica. Philadelphia is still home in my heart. And yes, leaving meant turning my back on the city that was home to me for more than 50 years.

I know that privilege is about having a choice. I left because I could. I had the privilege to leave. I had the wherewithal to find meaningful work, the education that allowed me to make informed decisions, the knowledge that I had plenty to fall back on if my ventures didn't work out. I have a supportive partner who makes my work possible by being my support. I have choice, and so I chose to leave.

Do I regret leaving? No - I wouldn't call it regret. I do have remorse. And guilt. Lots of guilt. Something like survivor guilt. I still read the Philadelphia news online and listen to the Philadelphia Public Radio news. Even the 1060 AM KYW 24 hour news station is on my playlist. And I still cheer for my Philly teams. But the city I love was breaking my heart and instead of digging in and keeping up the fight, I flamed out and picked up and left.

I am experiencing so many new things these days. Three years in India and now going in to my 3rd year in Santa Monica (yes, I am well aware that they are polar opposite experiences - another blog post perhaps). One day, I know I will go back to Philadelphia and hopefully still will be able to do something that might contribute to the greater good. For now, I feel like a survivor - a guilt laden survivor who is embarrassed at times by life choices. In the end, I do think I left for my own sanity and spirit. But not everyone who needs to separate has the privilege that could allow that to happen. I know my privilege allowed me to leave. And now, finally, after writing this, I feel like I can be at peace with the decision, knowing it was what I had to do at that time of my life. I just hope my passion and principle will help me to return some day...
Life in the American Embassy School

Working in an international school is new stuff. Most mindboggling is the sheer amount of resources available. Pretty much anything you need or want is available. No fighting for paper. No asking parents for donations of tissue boxes.

When you need anything, you just walk up to a little window and tell them what you need: Pens - check. Post-it Notes (4 different sizes) - check, two pocket folders - check, pencil sharpener (desk mounted or handheld) - check.

OK, so that was fun. Let's go for the gold: Hand sanitizer - check. Mosquito repellant (plug-ins that you can also use in your home AND spray on) - check, poster paper - check.

But it isn't the material resources that are most impressive, though the library is nothing to sneeze at. From the library blog of our elementary school librarian: "The AES Elementary School Library houses over 35,000 titles available to AES students, families and staff.  The library offers an extensive collection of fiction, non-fiction, reference books, audio books, Playaways and periodicals.  Students, families and staff can also access databases and on-line resources that are appropriate for elementary age students..."

OK, so like I said. It isn't the material resources. It's the professionalism. The opportunity for teachers to engage in professional development. To have built-in collegial planning time. To be encouraged to form study groups and pursue inquiry into things that interest them. To also have on hand the support of an amazing array of student support services. ESL teachers. Special education teachers. A full time school psychologist. A full time speech pathologist. A fully staffed health center. Areas for play and recreation. Art, music, cultural studies. Extra curricular activities.

I think the thing that took me most by surprise - even with all these things available, the work of education is still grueling - teachers spend so much time beyond the classroom day studying, preparing, reflecting, growing. It's by far the most professional growth I've been exposed to in my teaching career...