I was tempted, I confess, to do some awkward pun on the title of the post: something like middle school or high school, school of second ... but I did (not so much as seen by this paragraph) because the issue is not given for silly little jokes ...
My time in the Secondary can not avoid referring to those dark years of dictatorship, fundamentalism and suspicion. Times when the director warned parents about allegations the army if we talked more, we reviewed the preceptor neck to check the length of hair, we celebrated the genocide of the Mapuche or went to church (it was a public school ) to celebrate an anniversary. Days of repression and ignorance.
Middle School as a teacher I've ever seen, with origins and roots in Primary, or I perceive as a parent of a teenager is very different. More open, freer, less demanding, permissive might say, if it meant something.
Hey! Teachers! Leave Them Kids Alone! I listen while I write. Been a few, many, years since The Wall, centuries have passed, it seems, from the claims of Ivan Illich and the current anti school when utopia was within reach.
The middle school has the difficult duty to work with girls and boys in the never easy transition to adult life, I mean bad, girls and boys begin to live by themselves, too inexperienced to develop his own ethics, with its own quirks and obsessions of the wonderful (or terrible, is the same) age of excesses, with ideal diffuse or strongly monotone, confident that the future belongs to them, are immortal and no one understands (and the hardest thing for us is they are right). What a mission to the beleaguered high school!
In this chaos of adolescence itself, chaos, and all can create a world or destroy it in the same easy operation, "he adds, is charged, the weight of the reforms that deluded, enlightened, shams and / or ignorant have made us the indifference of much of society. Too many reforms that destroyed a system never quite made. If the primary better or for worse, could survive (the credit is shared by teachers and the good old Act 1420) the secondary was lost completely in the experiments of the past two decades. Rebuild not be easy or good will work. First
diagnosis.
Our society is very different from that in which we form. Cutting, splitting, should be placed in the early 90's. This decade marks the true end of the twentieth century, with lights and shadows, with a disillusionment that is not necessarily always negative, with possibilities that are just beginning (twenty years) to discern, with new ways of being and relating with loss of knowledge that seemed obvious, with the sinking of values \u200b\u200bthat everyone took for granted. The Wall, I'm still listening, speaking of school reality that no longer exists and the line should read most of the use educational tests. It is as if one were to continue to speak Latin, the day after the fall of Rome ...
This is not, of course, the place to point out the most important aspects of society in the XXI century, also fragmented society that cuts across class and borders in a way that we find it shocking for NYCS up in the last century. However, I dare say that we have inventory in youth ninety post relevant footnotes: a genuinely concern for equality, a healthy distrust of closed systems, and totes and a more realistic and at times hopeless about the world around them. Uncertainty, inertia, lack focus on a problem, a taste for easy solutions and a hint of orphans are perhaps the obverse of the coin. Quick look at a far more colorful but serves as a picture, so, as the crow flies.
In this reality, just, again, as outlined. In this changing world, full of technology (with its attendant fears and hopes), manipulated and skeptical at the same time. In this suburb of the world (as it says Carlitos del Frade) village of hoodlums, packs and maul in version 2.0 ... What place has, if anything, high school?
As Momigliano said: non è facile concludere ... but we will try in the next post.
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