To the Editor:
Money alone does not an educational system make, at least not a successful one.
In April 1959, I was in the last six weeks of seventh grade in a small, poor school in east Tennessee in a class of 30 kids. My father had just decided to take a job in California. In 1959, adults didn’t allow 12-year-olds to make these decisions for them, so I was told we were moving.
My teacher was mortified because she knew that California had the best school system in the entire world and paid dearly for it. She said I would probably be put back at least one year and this would reflect poorly on her, our school, the state of Tennessee and the entire South in general. No pressure there.
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We arrived in California days later and aside from the language barrier, it wasn’t that bad. As I stood in front of the door to my new classroom, I felt that on the other side of that door I would find 12-year-olds in white lab coats hunched over microscopes discovering cures for cancer.
Once inside, I found about two dozen kids, who, as participants of that fine, superior California school system, were learning things at the end of the seventh grade that we who attended that poor, little school that could barely provide coal for heat had learned at the beginning of the sixth grade. I spent the last six weeks of seventh grade working in the principal’s office learning life-shaping skills like running a mimeograph machine.
What was the difference in those systems if it wasn’t money or class size? It was a conspiracy, a vast, evil conspiracy that consisted not only of Southern parents and teachers, but all Southern adults who felt that children were to be taught and molded whether it made them happy or not. They were out to make childhood a miserable experience and at that point I thought they were doing an excellent job of it.
In Tennessee, the cure for the not yet diagnosed ADD (attention deficit disorder) was: “Jenny Lynn, sit down and shut up, no one cares that you don’t like math, you are going to learn it anyway.” I was not offered a mind-altering drug even once. My selfish parents didn’t sue the teacher or the school district. And the child protective services were strangely mute. As students and children, we had learned that our job was to be educated, the teachers’ job was to educate us and the parents job was to parent us. Apparently that is no longer understood by anyone and chaos reigns.
Those of us who do not wish to pay higher taxes for the same lackluster results really aren’t evil, we just want to see things excel, and unless we wake up tomorrow to find that it’s 1959 again, I don’t think we will.
Jenny Simpson
Sierra Vista

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brian wrote on Jan 12, 2009 10:20 AM:
Focus the ciricculum on academic and not social topics is the only way to "improve" the government schools. but the government officials don't want academic improvement, they want social improvement. "