Monday, January 4, 2010

2 Conversations

Will Sartain--"Ask The Question" (mp3)
Josh Preston--"Question" (mp3)


Happy New Year, and welcome to the third calendar year of BOTG. I'd like to tell you about two conversations. Not long conversations really, just little snippets of talk, half-remembered by me or passed on second hand by a friend. In each case, I don't recall exactly what was said, so I'm reconstructing, but it shouldn't matter. The point will be the same.

The first goes like this: I'm sitting in a bar with a friend watching Monday Night Football, on a week when we really aren't interested in the game. And we're talking about careers and where we've ended up and all of that, and at some point, he makes a strange comment. He says, "So at some point, you must have decided that you were going to take a less intellectually-ambitious path." And he was presumably talking about himself as well.

The second one involved a different friend and a bunch of his students. He's taken them out to lunch and then they're going to buy Christmas gifts for a school charity project and, at the restaurant, talk drifts toward a young teacher whom they really like and admire. He's a dynamic classroom teacher, already a head coach, an Ivy League grad. The total package.

One student says, "He won't be here very long. That's for sure."

Another says, "Yeah, he'll be a headmaster somewhere."

Another says, "He's got too much going on to stay here forever."

And my friend, who has well over 20 years in at the school where we work is thinking, as these students who like him so much speak so baldly in front of him, 'what does that say about me?'

I also have well over 20 years in at this school. And I have reached that age where I know with absolute certainty that I will not ever be a headmaster. In fact, I know with the same certainty that I don't ever want to be a headmaster. What underlies the second realization is open to debate.

And, usually, my tendency here is to get defensive, to keep going after these issues from various angles of self-justification. But I'm going to try not to. Beware, though, that I may end up there anyway.

The truth is that teaching high school does not require the full use of my intellect. Some aspects of it are not particularly challenging at all, and I take it upon myself from time to time to try to create situations--new books, new courses, presentations, seminars, grants, etc.--that will give me a little something extra and push me in a new direction. But even that kind of self-study and exploration is kind of haphazard and possibly based on whimsy. Some of teaching is simply busy work.

The administrative side of my job requires even less intellect. Sure, there is plenty of problem-solving on a daily, or at least weekly, basis, but the problems are not particularly complex and the solutions tend to involve a reworking of logistics in almost every situation. We do not spend meetings putting the tenets of John Dewey to the test. Some of administrating is simply busy work.

I think that the reason I put the two conversations together in my mind is because I find it interesting to wonder about the combined implications. Was it expected, from the very first promise I ever showed in school, that I would seek a career that would maximize intellectual challenge? Was it expected that, once I chose the private school path, the only pinnacle I should seek was to become a headmaster? After all, I, too, was once the total package, believe it or not.

Education is my reference point, but I think these questions are relevant to a broader discussion. The context in which we see our work is bound to impact our attitude towards it. Did I have a calling to teach? I don't think so. I simply got to do some of it in grad school, and I realized, 'I can do this.' And it paid for some of my grad school tuition. And it paid some bills when I got married. And I thought it would leave me time to write novels. And then becoming an administrator paid more bills than being a teacher. I like being able to pay more bills. But I don't seek the dollars that come with headmastering.

But, that, of course, is not the entire story. It never is. And it doesn't keep the two conversations from gnawing at me. Nor should it.


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9 replies:

Hank said...

So you are the Nils Lofgren/Joe Walsh of the school business?

Goofytakemyhand said...

Personally, I was thinking John Chavis without the obesity. Still, better to be a Chavis than a Randy Sanders.

cinderkeys said...

There's this expectation, I think, that you're supposed to keep striving until you retire or die. As if waking up most mornings reasonably happy with where you are and what you're doing isn't good enough.

Reasonably happy with the state of things is more than a lot of people get, though.

Billy said...

It's possible I was the guilty party on the "less ambitious" quote. If I didn't say it recently, I'm sure I've said something like it before, although if I said "intellectually" I was inaccurate. I don't think teaching -- or working middle management in schools -- is intellectually unambitious. In fact, I often feel plenty challenged intellectually, or can find ways to manufacture that feeling.

But there's no doubt my career path feels like I've settled, like I lack the proper ambition to be the protagonist in any great American novel or movie.

And we're apparently pretty OK with that.

Daisy said...

Bob,

I think you and Billy are both selling yourselves short. You may not be at the peak of your intellectual or earnings potential, but there are other ways to measure your self worth. We tell our children be well rounded, but as a society we encourage our bread winners not to be. It seems you both have the flexibility to pursue other interests such as traveling or coaching your kids soccer teams which is certainly worth something...isn't it?

Tockstar said...

Okay, I've been pondering this post for a while and I've come up with this question: Is any job truly intellectually stimulating? I mean, isn't the very definition of "job" something that you do so often as to become proficient at it?

My goal as far as careers go is to find something that keeps my mind just active enough without burning it out. Then, when I'm not at work, I'll have the energy, outlets, and motivation to pursue intellectual matters rather than watching "Jersey Shore" marathons.

Billy Bob said...

You know, I just thought the juxtaposition of the two conversations was interesting. I'm not racked with self-doubt or anything. I mean, shit, on the day I graduated from college, I thought I was heading out of business school and into working for a bank. Nothing against finance, but it would have killed me. One of the great things about working at a school is that most days you walk into your office with kind of a smug feeling that you've dodged something awful.

troutking said...

Hank's comment is hilarious. And I find a lot of agreement with Tockstar's. Is it OK for a job not to be a vocation, but just something you enjoy enough that allows you the time and state of mind to pursue your true vocations? I hope so.

Tockstar said...

"Do not burn yourselves out. Be as I am — a reluctant enthusiast... a part-time crusader, a half-hearted fanatic. Save the other half of yourselves and your lives for pleasure and adventure. It is not enough to fight for the land; it is even more important to enjoy it. While you can. While it’s still here. So get out there and hunt and fish and mess around with your friends, ramble out yonder and explore the forests, climb the mountains, bag the peaks, run the rivers, breathe deep of that yet sweet and lucid air, sit quietly for a while and contemplate the precious stillness, the lovely, mysterious, and awesome space. Enjoy yourselves, keep your brain in your head and your head firmly attached to the body, the body active and alive, and I promise you this much; I promise you this one sweet victory over our enemies, over those desk-bound men and women with their hearts in a safe deposit box, and their eyes hypnotized by desk calculators. I promise you this; You will outlive the bastards." - Ed Abbey