At 8:15 this morning, The Kildonan School officially started The
Independent Project Week. Faculty advisors were given copies of the
student action plans and a master schedule of everyone’s whereabouts
throughout the day was posted outside Mr. Zolet’s office. The student
groups were broken up without concern for question topic; the only
deliberate action that was taken was to make sure the grade levels were
evenly dispersed. In my home group, I had two seniors, one junior, one
sophomore, and two freshmen. The topics being researched in my room
ranged from juice cleanses to astrophysics. I was pretty excited when I
sat down to get started.
At 8:25 this morning, my excitement was tested. The student sitting
next to me, who was researching the process of creating and publishing
an App, turned to me and said, “I gotta be honest. I’m not too excited
about this. I don’t think I can do this.” I gave him a pep talk and
sent him back to his question. Five minutes later, a fellow faculty
member walked in, looking distressed. “Are they supposed to be this
quiet?” he asked.
Thus began a long morning of reassuring students, faculty, (and
myself) that it was okay to be nervous, that our students were capable
of independent learning, and that it was to be expected that in the
early stages of research the room wouldn’t be loud and calamitous. As I
walked from group to group, students were quietly reading on their
iPads, watching documentaries and how-to videos, taking notes on their
findings, and searching for more information. Some students took the
time to interview experts on their topics (many of which were Kildonan
faculty members) and it looked like the information was starting to pile
up.
At 10:15, the same student who had told me he “couldn’t do it”
started to explain to me why identifying your user audience was so
important before developing an app. Within the next two hours, he had
learned about copyright law from Mr. Pendergast and was starting to play
around with a game Mr. Stark suggested that developed an App for you.
Another student in my group was discussing the possible outcomes of
using alternative ingredients, such as molasses or agave nectar, in
place of white sugar in his chocolate chip cookie recipe.
As the day reached its end, I was back to feeling good. The students
were certainly in varying degrees of comfort, but I’m a strong believer
in the idea that real learning happens at moments of relative
discomfort. It’s certainly true for me as a teacher. I’m a big fan of
large projects, all of which are characterized by a chaotic “middle
period” where I curse myself for ever planning something so big and vow
to never try it again. But then, tada! My students pull ahead and the
project is a hit.
So as day one of IP week comes to a close, I’m forced to reflect on
the fact that learning is uncomfortable, unpredictable, inconsistent,
and at times, down right scary. I’m looking forward to tomorrow, and
judging by the amount of work that was done in a day, I’m excited to see
what our students have in store for us.