Jamie's Dream School: in special measures

'I'm safe like a CRB check.'
Favourite quote from 'Dream School':
Internationally renowned Shakespearian actor Simon Callow: 'Who's heard of the Bard of Stratford?'
Gobby Egoist: 'Omigod I live in Stratford, yeah!'
*realises*
'Oh.'

Ladies and gentlemen, there's only one game in town this week, and it's not Said Gadaffi and his suspiciously well-written Ph.D. thesis, oh no. It's Jamie's Dream School, which has been slouching towards us for months now; fans of light-entertainment pedagogy have been hugging themselves in anticipation like the Rapture was coming and they'd just been born again. This was worth a month's worth of drearily wholesome Teacher's TV.

How can anyone not like Jamie Oliver? Sure, he may be approaching near-divine ubiquitousness, only taking a break from the glass teat to allow Gok Wan or one of Simon Cowell's ravenous combine harvesters to get a look in, but here surely is the Webster definition of having one's heart in the right place. Boundless enthusiasm, talent and optimism is a cocktail that brings the worst out in other people, I suspect.

His School Dinner series actually knocked a few dominoes over, and made at least a few schools hide the Mars Bars- and the sight of those ghastly parents slotting Toblerones and iced doughnuts through the wire mesh fences like angry, red-faced drug dealers to their corpulent, doomed offspring was the most devastatingly upsetting social experiment since Milgram got busy with the dials.

Dream School was doomed from the start, though. Not as telly- as telly it's an uncomfortable work of art, and until Mad Men series 4 arrives in the post (believe me, it won't even have a chance to hit the carpet. I have a catcher's mitt next to the letter box) it's this month's wide-screen must-have. As an example of how not to teach children; it should be in a glass box and tastefully up lit in the Museum d'Orsay, surrounded by red ropes and brass poles. Teachers will queue to see it, prefaced by solemn warning videos that put it in context.

This school was a three-wheeled lorry; it was a ship with a hole in the hull. And here's where some one had blunder'd;

Wrong assumptions about teenagers

Jamie had a bad experience with school, and only found his calling once he had left, first in cooking, and later in celebrity Essex capering. He was undoubtedly bursting with talent, intelligence, curiosity and probably possessed of a good character. The danger is to assume that all people, all children are like that. There are very good reasons why not every child leaves school with golden scrolls, cups and shields, and frankly sometimes it's not everyone else's fault; sometimes it's down to the kids themselves. It's ludicrously, childishly naive to say that all teenagers would blossom like tulips if it weren't for the nasty system that exists purely, it seems, to grind them like grist into grain.

'I reject his analysis of Tudor etiquette, innit'
By the time they get to secondary school, most children have pretty well developed personalities, habits and character; believe me, the clay is thrown a long time before they get to high school, and teachers face the challenge of taking hundreds of diverse representatives of society and making a decent fist of educating them. Let me assure you that many children by that age do not entirely fancy the idea of school, and are delighted to share this fact with you, in ways that range from swearing at you, laziness, up to (and including) violence. And they don't do this because they are forced to by a system that doesn't care. They don't do this because they haven't been 'shown how' to behave. They choose to do it.

Some people start to hop up and down when I suggest this: that teenagers simply need to be shown love and trust, and they will engage with Tolstoy and Curie with gusto; that they, to some extent can't help themselves; that they are products of a world that wasn't fair. Let them hop. Disadvantage is a hideous fact of life, and mere poverty doesn't necessarily reduce to rudeness, violence or playing the thug. By the age of twelve it's an empty claim to say that children don't know how to behave. They do, of course they do. Some don't want to. Til my last breath I'll believe in freewill, and the fact that we are the captains of our own destiny, or at least the destiny that faces us. We choose how to act and speak, no one else, and we are responsible for our actions. I've met (and taught) students from horrendous poverty who worked hard and got the grades because, as one famously said to me, 'I want to get out.' 

Jamie is fantastic at talking to people; he had the kids eating out of his righteous rudeboy hand. But one of the appeals he made to them was that, 'You all feel to some extent that education let you down,' or words to that extent. That simply isn't true, almost certainly. What's probably happened is that they didn't value education; or thought school was an enormous, three-dimensional version of Facebook, where they could chat to their pals and sell Flapjacks. Friends of mine from third-world backgrounds are appalled by how lightly our children (and their families) often treat free education- in their countries, children face a ten mile walk to school and back, if one exists at all. No books are provided. And I feel vaguely ashamed for our over-privileged, flabby ingrates.

They're not in the last chance saloon because no one gave them a chance- they're there because they didn't recognise a chance when they saw it. David Starkey, in his brattish, awful way was trying to verbalise this, but did so with so little grace that I found myself siding with Malcolm McDowell in If, taking pot shots at the school masters from the roof top.

Teaching is all about expertise

Cruel and unusual.
This was another axiomatic fumble. The idea seemed to be that if only the subject teachers were good enough at what they wanted to teach, then the children would fall into single-filed awe at their mastery. This is far from true. Subject knowledge is a vital part of a teacher's repertoire, of course- there's little point being a teacher if you have nothing to teach- but for most teachers, a degree level or equivalent is quite enough to be at least ten steps ahead of the kind of knowledge you'll need to teach in a classroom. If you don't believe me, take a look at the majority of GCSE papers. When I started teaching RS years ago, I entered the classroom with a Masters in Philosophy from a decent University and a profound lack of content knowledge about Jewish food laws, or the five pillars of Islam. Petrified at first, I soon found that with a little diligence, I could get on just fine- A-level took more rigour, and a lot of brushing up, but to be educated to one step past the student, and possessed of a little intelligence and professionalism, is enough in most cases to teach a subject at secondary level. Of course, the more knowledge the better, but it's not a necessary precedent.

But this show seemed to rest on the premise that international experts would magically transform the learning of the unloveliest of NEETS. Wrong, dead wrong. The teachers in this program had an abundance of ability and knowledge in their field- and most of it was superfluous to their needs. You don't need William bloody Shakespeare to teach a room full of kids with no English GCSEs- you need a good teacher who knows the GCSE syllabus. Anything beyond that was unnecessary, like driving to Tesco in a Lamborghini Gallardo Spider- all that juice in the bonnet but nowhere to put it. So our academic sledgehammers were sent to work on the walnuts, and they found it just as hard to get to the good bits without smashing everything to pieces.

While I'm on the subject, I'd like to point out that, without prompting, I would put a tenner on the bet that every one of those kids had barely or never heard of the Olympiad of experts Oliver had lassoed into this project, and consider it very safe indeed. The cultural and intellectual circumference of some children is genuinely frightening- Daley Thomson was a legend when I was ruining my Spectrum 48K on his desperate console game, but he may as well be Plato's next door neighbour for all the impact his name would have on  most plimsoll-dodging teenagers today. Robert Winston, Alvin Hall, Alastair Campbell....all stalwarts of contemporary culture, all big noises in their own worlds; but there's nothing like a teenager's incomprehension to make you realise that you're only famous if people have heard of you. None of these kids were likely to go, 'No WAY, I can't believe the Poet Laureate is going to teach us poetry!' because most of them won't know what a Poet Laureate was. Or indeed poetry.

We can't all talk at once

Behaviour management is, I believe I might have said a few times before, absolutely fundamental to good teaching and learning. If you don't have the kids behaving reasonably well, then you might as well go home, because they're not going to learn anything. This doesn't seem to occur to most people involved in running education, apparently, and the number of times I've heard people say that interesting lessons will solve behaviour problems...well, it's a lot of times, let's just say that. This was joylessly proven every single lesson in the program as we watched how quickly they were ruined by pointless, self-referential teenage jibber-jabber, as all the big gobs were determined to have their say no matter what. It was deeply uncomfortable to see the apparently lovely Simon Callow start off with them, only to see their attentions dissolve like chocolate in lava after about ten seconds. And then they started arguing. And then they were all telling each other to shut up. And poor Callow is left spluttering at them and being ignored, because he's not important to them- what's important is that they get to have their say, and that nobody cusses them.

'Good weed, white wine, I come alive in the night time.'
It is, I have to say, the world that some of us don't just visit, but inhabit in our professional careers. I could have told them this for free. I don't know who acted as consultant on this program, but they were either deliberately ignored for televisual fireworks, or misinterpreted, because only the greenest of rookies would have thought that this experiment would work in a meaningful way. Disruptive pupils can be distracted for a short time by novelty, or by catching their curiosity. But eventually the teacher has to realise that they can't be entertained every minute of every lesson. Sometimes, learning is just work, in the same way that sometimes training is just lifting weights or running around a track at six in the morning, and that life isn't always fun.
And that's when they'll lose interest, and need to be directed for their greater good. And that means sometimes being strict, and always having rules that everyone has to follow. And the first rule of the classroom is that not everyone can talk at once. If you don't have that, you don't have a lesson; you're just standing in the same room as a crowd of children who happen to be talking to each other.

Nobody can make you behave

David Starkey came a total cropper on this one, and serves him right. Actually I'm quite angry with Starkey, because in many ways what he said echoed my own opinion- that many of the kids had put themselves in that position, that they needed self-discipline, that without the ability to restrain their own egoist desires they would be slaves to their whims, etc. But then he p*ssed all that good will up against the staffroom wall by being so explicitly, wilfully repellent to the children (for God's sake, he called one of them fat, and called them all failures) that I'm surprised they didn't turn him into a totem pole. He blew it in an enormous, spectacular way, and it's no good stalking off in a huff and saying how awful they were. They were- but so was he. His attitude was one of enlightened superiority, but he displayed less manners than they did in the first few minutes. it was excruciating.

The worst part of it is, some will see him representative of the assertive discipline technique, that he is the natural result of a behavioural system that relies on sanctions as well as rewards. He doesn't- he's merely one unpleasant particle on the spectrum of that process, and an angry, petulant smear on the windscreen of others who drive more carefully through classroom management. You can be tough and polite; you can be assertive and calm. The kids might well be lucky to have you there, but if they don't realise it, there's no point expecting it like some kind of divine right. You have to show them why they should be interested, not rebuke them with insults when they don't slavishly dance at your every utterance.

'Bit of Dewey, bit of Bloom...bosh!'
Nobody  can make you do what you don't want to do; at some level, we have to cooperate with the person controlling us. To get children to behave, they have to know that you care about their education; so much so, in fact, that you're prepared to use sanctions against anyone who needs some coaxing. With care, rigour and consistency, most children can be engaged with this process. Eventually, the need to punish dwindles as the pupils learn to enjoy the comfort and security of a well-run classroom, and the benefits that it provides to their education. The ones who still won't comply with this can be dealt with in more selective ways.

Sometimes this means exclusion. Sometimes it means that they slip through the net. But no system is perfect, nor should we expect it to be so. For schools to be well run there have to be sanctions against those who resist social mores. People who rebel against the system within which they operate can expect the system to respond. And that is why many of these children end up as NEETs, or other acronyms. Nobody said life was going to be perfect. Sometimes we have to just do our best and deal with the consequences.

This program wasn't a failure at all; it was a brilliant way to generate debate about education, and you know you've done something special when kids and non-teachers are talking about how schools are run and what it all means. But the crucial problem with Jamie's Dream School is that it seemed to assume that teaching isn't a skill at all, but some kind of verb that happens when you turn up to a room full of kids with ties on. Teaching is an art and a craft, not something stapled on to subject knowledge. I'm still learning to be a teacher, and I hope I never stop. Let's face it, if even Rolf Harris can't get his classes spellbound with his boyish, divine enthusiasm, then I think we can safely say that expertise alone isn't enough. Teaching is a profession, not a job, not an accident that occurs when the educated mean the un. Jamie's Dream School is in Special Measures, as far as I'm concerned, with a notice to improve.

The Head Master, John D'Abbro, has a big job to do, and I'm not sure if he's up to it; what are the school rules? Are there any? Do the students have any expectations to conform to, or is that merely for the teachers? In other words, is this the Land of Do As You Please for the students, many of whom will have been doing as they pleased for some time? And I fear that after their holiday in Channel Four High School for Narcissists, they'll find that the rest of the world isn't that bovvered.

Only time will tell.

Comments

  1. I enjoyed reading your views on the programme, which I watched avidly! How reassuring it is to any teacher to find that the likes of Simon Callow and Rolf Harris also find it difficult to engage some kids. I wonder how different it would have been, as you suggest, had the celebrities been more contemporary. I did think Starkey completely out of order, though.

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  2. Having said all that, I always then have to remind myself that it's a reality show, and we're never REALLY sure what's been set up and what really happened .....

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  3. Good points well made (sorry for patronising teacher's comments).

    You're right about the discussion stimulated by the programme. What I've heard and seen is weirdly polarised between people like Sam Woolaston in The Guardian who loved Angelique but clearly hadn't been near a classroom and heard her (or someone else's) tedious, repetitive crap day in day out - I mean, "your mum" jokes as the height of witty repartee? Yeah, right. Your mum yourself. (The only time that expression ever made me laugh is in a lesson on grammar when after boring my class to tears with examples of different noun phrases, I asked for their examples to be met with "your mum" from one girl at the back. Funny and clever...)

    And then there are those who were appalled at how badly Starkey got treated and how he was clearly what all teachers should really be like - dishing out home truths and being supercilious at the same time. Cobblers.

    I suppose what's depressing about the whole thing is what you pick out right at the beginning: the assumption that all these kids (...young adults) have been failed by the system and that the system is a huge, monolithic monstrosity. The system *does* fail people - as you say here - but it's made up of many many different people with different approaches, some of which work brilliantly and some of which are half-arsed and doomed to failure. But the students themselves are part of the system and play a part in its success or failure too, as individuals and as members of classes, year groups, whatever.

    I think you're right when you say that they have to take responsibility too, but I'd like to see some attempt to spell out just what it is they're "doing" education for and why it should be valued. That doesn't really seem to be addressed in this programme at all.

    Anyway, you speak a lot of sense on this post and elsewhere - why aren't you in there advising Jamie and his hard-talking (but apparently hopeless) head teacher?

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  4. You've done a great job summarising what I think most teachers will think of the programme, Tom. I doubt Jamie's Dream School will revolutionise how our schools are run, but if it raises questions about how we equip teachers to deal with poor behaviour (and the level of sanctions which can and should be applied) then by God it'll have been worth it - and the benefits to society could be far greater than all the school dinners business.

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  5. great article.

    Here is one from the guardian, about the show and an interview with the pukka chef from essex.

    http://www.guardian.co.uk/lifeandstyle/2011/feb/13/jamie-oliver-dream-school-interview

    http://www.guardian.co.uk/education/2011/mar/07/jamies-dream-school-teacher-verdicts

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  6. I enjoyed your views on Jamie Oliver and his dream school. I write an educational themed blog too. And, like you, could not resist reviewing this show...http://notcompulsory.blogspot.com/

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  7. I'd just add that boring/interesting appears to depend directly on the noise level and atmosphere in the classroom and is not inherent in the material itself. In a noisy classroom, nothing but absolutely nothing semms interesting whereas on the few occasions I've managed, first to get kids quiet and learning, even items like grammar and sorting out the meaing of a single sentence become interesing.

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  8. We're now seeing the effects of attitudes that were introduced way back in the 50s when I was a student and 'down with authoritarianism' and 'the child is right' were preached by educational psychologists.

    Those kids on 'Jamie's Dream School' were failed by a system that rewards bad behaviour.

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  9. The aggressive stance of these young people could be attributed to their negative self image. Find something they're good at, praise them for it then observe the effect.

    Contrast this with the constant negative criticism that has blighted their lives.

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  10. This article was music to my ears :')

    I found it incredibly telling that most of the kids chose to go into "photography" and "acting" after their Dream School experience which is exactly what I expected these lazy narcissists with an overinflated sense of worth to be attracted to. The rest went into Jamie's restaurant and only one or two are going on to something more viable and challenging that doesn't involve obsessing over their precious self all day.

    Guilly - most of these kids have the exact opposite of a "negative self image".

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  11. @ Anonymous

    Thanks, Anonymous (are you related to anonymous, above?). There is a very real, observable phenomenon in kids with low grades, where they simultaneously suffer from crushingly low expectations (aiming at unskilled retail work, for example) and also unrealistically high expectations (wanting to be internationally famous rap stars and footballers). Many of them have never been shown the wisdom of planning, foregoing instant gratification, and working slowly towards greater goals.

    It's Hollywood or bust.

    And any schooling system that misguidedly believes that it's more important to stuff them with child-centred learning and therapeutic non-subjects, does these children a grave disservice. And it dooms them to disadvantage as soon as they leave school.

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