I find Fecho's particular brand of honesty, refreshing. I like how he talks about how, at heart, he is a shy guy -- and a bit of a loner. His way of appreciating difference is specific – not a kumbaya generalization. He talks about the culturally-based, fullness of responses his kids brought with them, and how it has helped him expand (p. 8-9).
He refuses the teacher-as-miracle-worker myth and positions himself as a learner in the inquiry-based classroom. He says he doesn’t have all the answers – in fact, he says there are “no miracles” in his stories (p. 24) and “no tidy formula” (p. 29). I saw some of my own teaching experiences in his descriptions and realized through his appreciation of some of the “flashes” that I’ve had a hard time remembering those – or rather, perhpas, giving them their due. Maybe I bought into the miracle myth. It’s helpful to read about teaching and reflection as loopy and non-linear.
Saturday, December 1, 2007
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