Showing posts with label Ministry of Education Jamaica. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ministry of Education Jamaica. Show all posts

Thursday, November 7, 2013

Nuff respect due! Can we afford not to?


 
I had promised to say more about Literacy 1-2-3 Windows to Literacy  which can also be Windows to Literature, and then a lot happened, and to my mind it all fits together. So stay with me for a little; enjoy the beautiful work that has been created by us, just for us. Come with me under the ackee tree. . .

We seem to be yet in another cycle of breast beating, tearing our hair, and bemoaning the youth of today, lack of morals in the society,  lack of family life, etc.  -  all the ills that continue to assail us. One of the things that has certainly resonated with us, is that we/our young people seem to have a poor sense of self, poor self concept, value ourselves little, while we call out loudly for respect. Respect due! We feel strongly about that, and so we should. So we blame the past, our history, the present, all those who think differently, the music and media to which our young people are exposed. 

Is there anything that might help to develop a positive self concept, a sense of self, helps us to understand why respect is due, and how to be that person who owns and earns respect? May I again suggest introducing our books to young children, and please listen to me this time. Our children are not stupid. If we insist on giving them a diet of foreign books only, until they reach secondary school and can start with the Caribbean set books for CXC, then what have we told them?

1.       You are not important enough to have books about yourself or your life.

2.       You need foreign books to teach you how to live, what to think about, who you are, or are not.

3.       If you must use your imagination, imagine these foreign lives. Your imagination cannot be freely used in your life so that you can write about it. You are not worthy. You are not deserving of respect.

Aha, but the songs which we think are unsuitable for them, are heard, and those tell them what to think and how to feel even before they have got to that point in their lives.

And waiting to swallow them up  is an enormous virtual world where they will finally find out that they are using other people’s imaginations because theirs is not worthy. But to navigate this virtual world safely, the world of the future and present, we all need to have our values and self respect, and everything else in place.

The Ministry of Education has some beautiful books in Literacy 1-2-3, Windows to Literacy. Outstanding writers wrote these books, some of them bright and young, our next generation of writers; outstanding illustrators illustrated these books; some of them bright and young, the next generation of illustrators. The Ministry plans to roll them out into schools. Prep. schools also would like to have access to them. I hope that there won’t be a problem of the money to do this, when so many other things require money urgently. Hey guys, we’ve been playing that tune (pardon the pun) for too many years, and so we have already lost a generation. It’s not measurable, but let’s give it a try. Can we afford not to? Let our children discover that they are worthy of respect. Nuff respect! Can we just believe in ourselves a little bit? We can do a lot of things, and you know what? We can do books too. So little darlings, don't be afraid.

Sunday, October 13, 2013

Windows to Literature and Literacy


Just this last week in a focus group with at risk youth: the question was asked what books do they remember reading, at school or anywhere else?  Answers: The Cat Woman and the Spinning Wheel and Sweet, Sweet Mango Tree. They were delighted, as was I, to find that those were written by me. Comments like, “Is she write it?” “Is you write it?” Their comments were ones of astonishment accompanied by wide smiles. I behaved appropriately – big grin and “Yes,  is me!” They also added, Anancy and Cow. By that time I think they may have been just calling names they remembered, and just by chance that was one retold by me. So my day, eh, for feeling worthwhile.

 

Two things flow from this.

1)      The first two books are always mentioned. What is it about them? Well The Cat Woman and the Spinning Wheel is a version of all those folk stories in which a devious woman fools up a man with her beauty and eventually he gets free of her and she gets  her just punishment, which is not really just, but we must presume that if that had not happened the man would have succumbed to further entrapment. I’m sure a psychologist and a feminist could have a field day with the symbolism. Sweet, Sweet Mango Tree also speaks to a universal theme. A greedy man demands more from a tree than he needs and he gets his just punishment.  So these are in keeping with the folktale themes and traditional  interpretations of justice. The reader comes away satisfied that in spite of the mishaps of  life and bad people, things are right in the world after all.

2)      The second thing: when we were writing these books for the primary schools, (the Doctor Bird Reading Series, for grades 4-6),  part of the rationale was that our children needed books to reflect their lives, books of their own, and that for some of them, these may well be the only books they will ever own. Interesting, eh! Notice, these themes are found in other stories. However these are the stories they recall; those in our setting. I’m so glad that I was part of that group that gave our children their books.

By now you all know that the Ministry of Education published these books. ( See my blogs for June 1, 9 and 17).

 


The Ministry also published, more recently, in 2008, Literacy 1-2-3, for lower primary and early childhood. These books are called Windows to Literacy. I was privileged to be the editor and production manager of this project. The books are beautiful. We  had, as well as our better known writers, new, young writers writing for them. No, I did not write for that project. I had no time to even scratch my head, much less write. The writing/stories/non-fiction selections are delightful. The artwork, in full colour, is superb; some done by new, young artists also. Just this year I saw a little girl walking along a verandah in her school reading one of them, Molly Hopper Learns to Jump. It was that stance of ‘I have to read while I’m walking because this book cannot be put down till I’m finished reading it’. I was delighted. These books were piloted in schools. I look forward to seeing them in all our schools.


When we write and produce such wonderful books we must celebrate them with our children. We do not need people to come from overseas to tell us our work is acceptable. We should know by now. We do not need years and years to pass before we believe in what we do. Have courage and be brave, my people. Let’s open wide the Windows to Literature and Literacy.

Monday, June 17, 2013

Making the case for children's literature - the Dr. Bird Series: Part 3


You might recall  that I started this discussion on the Dr. Bird Reading series by suggesting that we might consider these books/stories as children’s literature. Instantly some of us may shake our heads, no. After all, local supplementary readers  like these can hardly be considered children’s literature, can they? I mean, unless it’s Enid Blyton or Nancy Drew, or Anne of Green Gables…. Let’s not get confused, here. There are children’s classics like Little Women, and  there is children’s literature in general; and there is modern children’s literature; some of these books  have won awards in the USA and the UK, but we haven’t yet decided that they are classics, so the discussion goes on…

If children remember that they read  a book that they enjoyed; or if another generation of children keep enjoying the same book; or if  adults remember a book they enjoyed in school; or if a story affects children’s/people’s lives, could it then be considered children’s literature – even if the children and people are us? I mean, isn't the ‘us’,  equally important, and what speaks to us, equally important as what we have been socialised to enjoy?

Anecdotal references may suffice: We know that My Father by Peggy Campbell was a favourite. The Heights by Great Men written by Karl Phillpotts (which was about athletics) was a favourite. I wrote one called A Home With Mama. The report at that time was that the people in an entire tenement yard passed that book around. Adults as well as children read that book. For those who are not Jamaican, a tenement yard contains a number of small houses/rooms occupied by different persons/families. It is often to be found in poor areas in the inner cities. The people are often very much connected because of proximity and can be very caring of one another. The children in A Home With Mama  preferred to be in one room with their mother rather than in a big house with relatives. When you come to think of it, some of the housing complexes uptown are perhaps an upscale version; both groups being deserving of equal respect. 

So have the Dr. Bird Reading Series survived the passage of time? I haven’t done a scientific survey, but from time to time people discover me on the Internet ( I guess) and write  to see if they can get copies of the books for their children. The Cat Woman and the Spinning Wheel and The Runway Car are the runaway favourites. (I couldn’t resist that). A nurse told me that she so respected me because I had written those stories she read in school. A policeman, when I told him that I had written books for children in our schools, replied, ‘Oh I remember the one with Anancy and the dog and the puss and the hot porridge’ ( I told him that  Why Dog Don’t Like Puss was written by Karl Phillpotts). When I went around to schools this year with the group of authors for Kingston Book Festival, and I mentioned Dr. Bird stories there were shouts of recognition, calling out of names like ‘Cat Woman’ and ‘Sweet, Sweet Mango Tree’. And just now in child month when I went to read at a primary school, the grade 2  children could claim that they had read Sweet, Sweet Mango Tree. I don’t think they cared much that the author was standing there in front of them; they were more thrilled to  report that they had enjoyed the story. Mission accomplished? They know that Jamaicans write stories which they enjoy. The children believe in us. Do the adults? Do we as a people still need foreign books to tell us who we are, foreign people in a foreign land, our own?


These books were published in 1980, so it’s quite possible some are more relevant today than others, some better than others, and so on. Nonetheless, I laud the team which included then Education Officers, our own Marguerite Curtin, OD and Jeff Schatzman, who brought this vision into being.  

Ah. I had promised to tell you what my favourites  are, what I would put into an anthology of my work.

They are:

•The Strange Fishermen

•Marble Lady

•Much More Than Shells

•The Cat Woman and the Spinning Wheel

•The Runaway Car

•An Angel of Mercy

•The Yellow Gas Balloon

These are not all at the same reading level. I would rework them to the appropriate reading level, and re-edit where necessary, with the Ministry’s permission of course … Ah, I can dream, can’t I?

All images are from the full colour revised editions produced by the Ministry of Education.

Sunday, June 9, 2013

Writing is not a solitary occupation: The Dr. Brid Reading Series. Part 2



It is often said that writing is a solitary occupation, however as you can see, it was far from that with our writing team. Apart from writing together, our material had to be vetted by the curriculum officers as being suitable for our schools, and changes made if required. Accountability was part of the process.

 In approaching our task, apart from taking into account reading levels, we apportioned a certain amount of the material to be non-fiction. The selection of non-fiction topics was often a joint decision, driven by research, or vice versa. An example would be that of the Jamaicans who went to build the Panama Canal. (Those Who Left Jamaica). We considered that Jamaicans being instrumental in  the creation of one of the ‘wonders of the world’ to be important  for our children to know about. Another example would be  selections about great Black achievers, like  Mohammed Ali and Pele (many of these would appeal to boys). I felt a particular privilege to be able to write the piece on Mary Seacole, ( An Angel of Mercy), especially  as I was able to research it from her own book, The Adventures of Mary Seacole, which was then available in the National Library.  I spent hours making notes in the National Library as such a precious acquisition  could not be taken out of the library -  and I began to feel an affinity for her  which came  from  reading her actual words.

In  each of the grades, in recognition of the varying reading levels in any given grade, there were a few books that dipped down to the previous grade’s reading level. This was to encourage the slower readers. The concept of a number of books, rather than an anthology type of reader, was  to give the child a sense of achievement. Each book would give the reader the feeling that he/she had completed that book successfully and could then move on to the next task, a more advanced book, but holding the possibility of success achieved with the previous book. Motivation!

As I pointed out previously, we were a unique team; often this mix and balance was reflected in the choices we made in our writing. Peggy often had a male protagonist. She had a son. I have two girls. I often had a female protagonist, and even when there were a number of children in a story, there would be a girl who was championing the cause, whatever it was. Karl’s stories often reflected his great concern for the spiritual aspect of our lives, or for the underdog and the consequent overcoming. The Heights by Great Men aptly illustrates this. We monitored the gender balance, not only amongst our protagonists, but also among the significant others. One always has to be mindful of the hidden messages in stories for children.

Closely aligned to this is the matter of stereotypes. At that time as mentioned previously, Rastafarians were still seen as some sort of social threat to  the status quo. Hard to imagine that, now, eh! Peggy wrote a story called Broom-man to show that the broom-man, a Rasta, was an honest and acceptable part of our social fabric. (Other stories dealing with stereotypes would be Auntie Bev and the New Van  - mine, about a aunt who can fix cars, to the surprise of the men in the area; or Karl’s Who Will Comb Our Hair?  -  about a grandpa who has to comb his granddaughters’ hair;  both of these were written later, for grades 1-3.)  We would sometimes bounce  ideas of each other while writing.   I can still see the interaction between us,  deliberating the viability of an idea, sometimes not agreeing, and Peggy, smiling wisely and settling it all.

We looked at the artwork roughs for accuracy in relation to culture and story and also to catch any stereotypes. For example, there was in one story an image of a Chinese man in a shop who looked more like a caricature than a character. Good to be able to catch this and correct it.

We were mindful of the curriculum but also of other educational considerations, including the opinions of the stakeholders. We take some of these  matters for granted now, but for some, we were breaking new ground then, and for some, there was even controversy.

For example, Karl wrote a story, a retelling really of a folktale with Anancy and  Dog and  Puss. The title was Why Dog Don’t Like Puss. Yes indeed, there was  Creole in the title. A member of the public wrote  a letter to the Gleaner, expressing concern about it.  However educators were becoming aware of the significance of the Creole in our children’s lives, the fact that use of  Creole could be a validation of our lives. Besides, it was a folk tale. Most importantly, the curriculum officers had signed off on the material.

Another example came from our decision re family types.  We had decided that there should be a variety of family types which mirrored our reality.  Hence, there were two-parent families (with fathers who were involved in their children’s lives), single mothers, the extended family with grandmothers and grandfathers, children who lived with grandmothers only. We felt strongly that no child should read  our books and find himself/herself missing. If your family type wasn’t in one book it would be in another. In this regard, Peggy wrote a story called My Father.  It was, and is my favourite of all the material we produced. In summary, a girl wishes she had a dress for the festival concert which she knows her mother cannot afford. Her mother has also told her that her father, whom she did not know, is returning from England  to Jamaica. She wonders what it will be like to meet a father she has never seen. One day a man turns up at their gate. He is her father, and he has a lovely dress for her which can be used for the concert. Fairy tale happy ending? Right? Not so! After they give the father something to eat and drink, he departs for  his place in the country where his other children live. That is not the ending; the ending is sweet. The mother admits that she feared that her daughter might love her father more (the provider of largesse). Of course, the child comes through as the heroine we know she is. She assures her mother that a dress could not change her love for her. This is the happy ending!

This story resulted in a very serious meeting between the curriculum officers and the three writers. It was made clear that the family we were required to portray was the nuclear Christian family. The three writers remained quietly united and stuck out for this depiction of a family situation which we all knew existed. We prevailed. I think that the power of this story lay in the fact that it was written in Peggy’s unemotional style, but carried such a punch. We were told later, by those officers who evaluated the books in the field, that it was one of the most popular stories. Children wanted to read it. They didn’t talk about it; they just wanted to read it. I suspect that many were finding themselves in that book.

People often ask where, as writers, we get our ideas.  Some of the stories we included were retelling of traditional tales, which enchanting as they were, also carried some kernel of wisdom, for example Aesop’s Fables, and The King’s New Clothes, as well as Caribbean and African tales. Some of our ideas came from our experiences/our childhoods (universal themes played out in real life) or from the experiences of the children we knew. One of mine, Up On The Roof, was based on a friend of my children, then little, who jumped off her roof thinking that like one of the TV super heroes, she could indeed fly. She broke her leg. Although the story as written was changed somewhat, it was still a cautionary tale.  Moreover, our visits to primary schools prior to writing, also allowed us to find out about the interests of our children.

The teacher in me makes me wonder if the present day users of these books  recognize the goldmine which exists in them. As a teacher of geography, one of the things I loved to do was to find a piece of literature which could be linked to the topic of study. For example, when studying volcanoes there was a riveting first-hand account of a volcanic eruption in the Caribbean.

 So I wonder if teachers today think to make links from the past to the present and the future. For example,  Mary Seacole visited Panama  because of the building of the canal, and administered to workers there, and there is renewed interest in her in the UK now. I wonder if they consider that there are still descendants of Jamaicans who went to build the Panama Canal, that the canal is being increased in size; and that we are considering strategies to position ourselves to benefit from this. "Colon Man" (celebrated in song) was a part of the individual Jamaican’s success in the past. Is the Panama Canal to play yet another role in our fortunes? Our links to Panama through Mary Seacole and our workers, are still with us. I love introducing ideas  that make children begin to think, to wonder. There is so much in literature for children to enjoy and think about.

My final post on this series will share with you the stories that children seemed to especially like; those that seem to be favourites even now, and the ones I wish I could put into my dream anthology.