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Power in a Blank Sheet of Paper

Published October 27, 2011 by Susan Woodward

First of all, I want to admit that I got the idea for this exercise from a teacher on FaceBook.  Secondly, I want to say that this was probably the most powerful lesson in Symbolism that I have ever given in my 15 years of teaching, and I intend to use this from now on to introduce the concept.

I teach 9th grade English, and I’ve been working using Visible Thinking tactics to better reach my students.  As a lead in to the short story “The Scarlet Ibis” by James Hurst, I wanted to find an exercise that would teach students about the power of symbolism in literature.   Who says that FaceBook has no value other than social networking?

I had students take out their writing journals and a clean sheet of paper.  In the journals, they had to put the heading “Symbolism” at the top.  They were then instructed to look closely at the clean sheet of paper sitting on their desks and to write (in the journals) anything that they saw about the paper.  They had to preface the notes with “I see…”.  I then asked them to preface a few sentences with “I think…” as they continued to look at the blank sheet of paper.  The kids looked at me like I was nuts, but they wrote in their journals anyway.

As soon as they finished writing, I told them to take the sheet of paper and crumple it up.  They could stomp on it, they could pound it, they could bite it… but they just could not tear it in any way.  That they got into.  Kids were balling up the sheets, throwing them on the floor and jumping on them.  One put the wad of paper into his mouth and chewed on it (I had to tell him to be careful about ripping it).  Then I had them put the wadded paper on the desk in front of them and repeat the writing exercise.  They had to preface each section with “I see…” and “I think…”.  They seemed to have more to say this time because it took them a bit longer to do the writing piece.

Once they finished that, I asked them to very, very carefully (so as not to rip it) unfold the crumpled ball and flatten it out as best they could.  While they were doing that, I instructed them to say, “I’m sorry” to the piece of wadded up paper.  Ok, so some kids got silly with it and started kissing the paper while apologizing, but they managed to get them opened up without tears.  Some were trying to use the edge of their desks to run the paper along it to try to flatten it.  Once they were ready, I had them repeat the writing exercise, prefacing with “I see…” and “I think…”, but this time I added the extra component of “I wonder…”.

After they finished that portion of the exercise, they then had to write their own definition of Symbolism… whatever they thought that Symbolism meant.   As a sign that they were completely done writing, I told them to hold their symbols high in the air (the pieces of paper).   When all students had the papers over their heads, I told them to now hold the paper right in front of their face and look at it while I talked.

As they looked at their papers filled with creases and footprints and, in some cases, saliva, I told them that they were looking at a symbol of a bullied person.    The creases in the paper symbolized the effects of bullying, and even though the paper was still whole and as completely usable as its unmarred counterparts still in the notebook, it will never be exactly as it was before it was crumpled.   I told them to remember that even though they said, “I’m sorry” to the paper as they were unfolding it, no amount of apologies could take away the scars left behind.  The creases may lesson over time, but they will never fully go away… much like the hateful behavior left behind by bullies.  Unkind words and brutal actions leave their mark, even if the one who did it says, “I’m sorry”, or “I was just kidding…”.   Kids sometimes just do not realize the power of words, especially negative ones.

I then asked them to write in their journals about the exercise.  I wanted them to write once more, “I see…”, “I think…”, and “I wonder…” after they were told about the meaning of the symbols.  I also asked them to write about the effectiveness of symbolism based on this exercise.

As I explained this, some kids laughed.  Some kids got very quiet and then hurriedly picked up their pens and started writing when prompted.  Some put their crumpled papers down and just looked lost in thought for a bit.

One in particular hung his head down, staring at the blank paper.  It was the boy I wrote about in an earlier post who had been bullied by many of those same kids sitting in that room at the moment.   I knew going into the exercise that this was going to impact him, but I felt it was an important lesson, especially the part about still being whole in spite of the creases.   I also asked the students to carefully fold up the pieces of paper and put them in their pockets to take with them and to look at from time to time throughout the day.  That one boy was very meticulous about folding his paper and putting it in the pocket of his binder.  I also asked that they share the exercise with their parents and ask them to sign the paper so that they could be returned to me the next day.

I have been holding onto these signed pieces of paper for five months.  Many may have forgotten about the exercise, so I will remind them when I return the pages to them before Spring Break.

All in all, I felt that it was a very powerful exercise.  Sometimes people don’t realize just how much power their unkind words can carry… and now I hope that some will make that connection and stop the crumpling.  Even if only a couple of kids got the message, that’s a couple fewer potential bullies for the time being.

I hope and I pray, though, that there will be a whole lot fewer for life.

Beasts and Bullies

Published October 17, 2011 by Susan Woodward

As I go through this whole Bell’s Palsy thing, I’ve been a bit nervous about how I look.  My ego is feeling as deflated as my facial muscles!  However, I never actually worried about being made fun of by students (they wouldn’t dare make fun of me to my face!) or having them disrespect me.  It was all in my own mind about how I have felt about myself.  Besides, I know that I can handle student disrespect and “bullying” without turning it on myself.

Unlike my nearly 50-year-old self who isn’t undone by the likes of a 14 year-old’s comments, unfortunately, there are young people who do not feel as strong to protect themselves against the bullying of others.  It makes me sick to see kids hen-pecking and tearing away at another student’s esteem for any reason.  Especially with the media attention on teenage suicide as a result of bullying, I am extremely concerned about this in my school, particularly about a young man in my class.

He’s bright… so bright that he actually has a 100 in my class.  No easy feat, let me tell you.  He’s articulate, has strong analytical and critical thinking skills, and is a very strong writer.  Sadly, it has been brought to my attention that he is being bullied by other kids in the class.  Not that it has ever happened within my eyes and ears, for I would have ejected the offenders immediately.  I work hard to maintain a respectful classroom atmosphere so that everyone will hopefully feel free to contribute without fear of ridicule from anyone else.  Of course, this is when I am physically present.

But then there was a day I wasn’t.  I was out sick, and there was a substitute in class.  We all know what happens to class decorum when a sub is present!  I’m not sure of exactly what happened or how it came about, but I do know that there is now a young man in pain because of the insensitivity of others.  Somebody went so far as to join our classroom website under a bogus account using this young man’s name only to post inappropriate material.  As much as the person who pulled the stunt thinks this is just some fun joke, let me tell you… this is a form of bullying, and it will not be tolerated!!

While I pray that this young man would never go to the lengths of those other unfortunate souls who were the object of humiliation at the hands of others, after all the media coverage, the fear will now always be there.  I never want the world to lose another intelligent, sensitive soul to the pain of some other person’s thoughtless words and actions.

As part of my vigilance on my path, I will play the defender.  I will seek to encourage the bright, sensitive spirit of all students, and if any get caught up in “mean girl” or “bad boy” games, I hope to steer them in a better direction.  Isn’t there enough intolerance in this world?  How will the next generation handle the BIG problems of this world if, while they are young, they are not taught to accept one another?

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