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How the Schools Shortchange Boys - In the newly feminized classroom, boys tune out.
City Journal ^ | Summer 2006 | Gerry Garibaldi

Posted on 08/03/2006 11:38:51 AM PDT by neverdem

Since I started teaching several years ago, after 25 years in the movie business, I’ve come to learn firsthand that everything I’d heard about the feminization of our schools is real—and far more pernicious to boys than I had imagined. Christina Hoff Sommers was absolutely accurate in describing, in her 2000 bestseller, The War Against Boys, how feminist complaints that girls were “losing their voice” in a male-oriented classroom have prompted the educational establishment to turn the schools upside down to make them more girl-friendly, to the detriment of males.

As a result, boys have become increasingly disengaged. Only 65 percent earned high school diplomas in the class of 2003, compared with 72 percent of girls, education researcher Jay Greene recently documented. Girls now so outnumber boys on most university campuses across the country that some schools, like Kenyon College, have even begun to practice affirmative action for boys in admissions. And as in high school, girls are getting better grades and graduating at a higher rate.

As Sommers understood, it is boys’ aggressive and rationalist nature—redefined by educators as a behavioral disorder—that’s getting so many of them in trouble in the feminized schools. Their problem: they don’t want to be girls.

Take my tenth-grade student Brandon. I noted that he was on the no-pass list again, after three consecutive days in detention for being disruptive. “Who gave it to you this time?” I asked, passing him on my way out.

“Waverly,” he muttered into the long folding table.

“What for?”

“Just asking a question,” he replied.

“No,” I corrected him. “You said”—and here I mimicked his voice—“ ‘Why do we have to do this crap anyway?’ Right?”

Brandon recalls one of those sweet, ruby-cheeked boys you often see depicted on English porcelain.

He’s smart, precocious, and—according to his special-education profile—has been “behaviorally challenged” since fifth grade. The special-ed classification is the bane of the modern boy. To teachers, it’s a yellow flag that snaps out at you the moment you open a student’s folder. More than any other factor, it has determined Brandon’s and legions of other boys’ troubled tenures as students.

Brandon’s current problem began because Ms. Waverly, his social studies teacher, failed to answer one critical question: What was the point of the lesson she was teaching? One of the first observations I made as a teacher was that boys invariably ask this question, while girls seldom do. When a teacher assigns a paper or a project, girls will obediently flip their notebooks open and jot down the due date. Teachers love them. God loves them. Girls are calm and pleasant. They succeed through cooperation.

Boys will pin you to the wall like a moth. They want a rational explanation for everything. If unconvinced by your reasons—or if you don’t bother to offer any—they slouch contemptuously in their chairs, beat their pencils, or watch the squirrels outside the window. Two days before the paper is due, girls are handing in the finished product in neat vinyl folders with colorful clip-art title pages. It isn’t until the boys notice this that the alarm sounds. “Hey, you never told us ’bout a paper! What paper?! I want to see my fucking counselor!”

A female teacher, especially if she has no male children of her own, I’ve noticed, will tend to view boys’ penchant for challenging classroom assignments as disruptive, disrespectful—rude. In my experience, notes home and parent-teacher conferences almost always concern a boy’s behavior in class, usually centering on this kind of conflict. In today’s feminized classroom, with its “cooperative learning” and “inclusiveness,” a student’s demand for assurance of a worthwhile outcome for his effort isn’t met with a reasonable explanation but is considered inimical to the educational process. Yet it’s this very trait, innate to boys and men, that helps explain male success in the hard sciences, math, and business.

The difference between the male and female predilection for hard proof shows up among the teachers, too. In my second year of teaching, I attended a required seminar on “differentiated instruction,” a teaching model that is the current rage in the fickle world of pop education theory. The method addresses the need to teach all students in a classroom where academic abilities vary greatly—where there is “heterogeneous grouping,” to use the ed-school jargon—meaning kids with IQs of 55 sit side by side with the gifted. The theory goes that the “least restrictive environment” is best for helping the intellectually challenged. The teacher’s job is to figure out how to dice up his daily lessons to address every perceived shortcoming and disability in the classroom.

After the lecture, we broke into groups of five, with instructions to work cooperatively to come up with a model lesson plan for just such a classroom situation. My group had two men and three women. The women immediately set to work; my seasoned male cohort and I reclined sullenly in our chairs.

“Are the women going to do all the work?” one of the women inquired brightly after about ten minutes.

“This is baloney,” my friend declared, yawning, as he chucked the seminar handout into a row of empty plastic juice bottles. “We wouldn’t have this problem if we grouped kids by ability, like we used to.”

The women, all dedicated teachers, understood this, too. But that wasn’t the point. Treating people as equals was a social goal well worth pursuing. And we contentious boys were just too dumb to get it.

Female approval has a powerful effect on the male psyche. Kindness, consideration, and elevated moral purpose have nothing to do with an irreducible proof, of course. Yet we male teachers squirm when women point out our moral failings—and our boy students do, too. This is the virtue that has helped women redefine the mission of education.

The notion of male ethical inferiority first arises in grammar school, where women make up the overwhelming majority of teachers. It’s here that the alphabet soup of supposed male dysfunctions begins. And make no mistake: while girls occasionally exhibit symptoms of male-related disorders in this world, females diagnosed with learning disabilities simply don’t exist.

For a generation now, many well-meaning parents, worn down by their boy’s failure to flourish in school, his poor self-esteem and unhappiness, his discipline problems, decide to accept administration recommendations to have him tested for disabilities. The pitch sounds reasonable: admission into special ed qualifies him for tutoring, modified lessons, extra time on tests (including the SAT), and other supposed benefits. It’s all a hustle, Mom and Dad privately advise their boy. Don’t worry about it. We know there’s nothing wrong with you.

To get into special ed, however, administrators must find something wrong. In my four years of teaching, I’ve never seen them fail. In the first IEP (Individualized Educational Program) meeting, the boy and his parents learn the results of disability testing. When the boy hears from three smiling adults that he does indeed have a learning disability, his young face quivers like Jell-O. For him, it was never a hustle. From then on, however, his expectations of himself—and those of his teachers—plummet.

Special ed is the great spangled elephant in the education parade. Each year, it grows larger and more lumbering, drawing more and more boys into the procession. Since the publication of Sommers’s book, it has grown tenfold. Special ed now is the single largest budget item, outside of basic operations, in most school districts across the country.

Special-ed boosters like to point to the success that boys enjoy after they begin the program. Their grades rise, and the phone calls home cease. Anxious parents feel reassured that progress is happening. In truth, I have rarely seen any real improvement in a student’s performance after he’s become a special-ed kid. On my first day of teaching, I received manila folders for all five of my special-ed students—boys all—with a score of modifications that I had to make in each day’s lesson plan.

I noticed early on that my special-ed boys often sat at their desks with their heads down or casually staring off into space, as if tracking motes in their eyes, while I proceeded with my lesson. A special-ed caseworker would arrive, take their assignments, and disappear with the boys into the resource room. The students would return the next day with completed assignments.

“Did you do this yourself?” I’d ask, dubious.

They assured me that they did. I became suspicious, however, when I noticed that they couldn’t perform the same work on their own, away from the resource room. A special-ed caseworker’s job is to keep her charges from failing. A failure invites scrutiny and reams of paperwork. The caseworkers do their jobs.

Brandon has been on the special-ed track since he was nine. He knows his legal rights as well as his caseworkers do. And he plays them ruthlessly. In every debate I have with him about his low performance, Brandon delicately threads his response with the very sinews that bind him. After a particularly easy midterm, I made him stay after class to explain his failure.

“An ‘F’?!” I said, holding the test under his nose.

“You were supposed to modify that test,” he countered coolly. “I only had to answer nine of the 27 questions. The nine I did are all right.”

His argument is like a piece of fine crystal that he rolls admiringly in his hand. He demands that I appreciate the elegance of his position. I do, particularly because my own is so weak.

Yet while the process of education may be deeply absorbing to Brandon, he long ago came to dismiss the content entirely. For several decades, white Anglo-Saxon males—Brandon’s ancestors—have faced withering assault from feminism- and multiculturalism-inspired education specialists. Armed with a spiteful moral rectitude, their goal is to sever his historical reach, to defame, cover over, dilute . . . and then reconstruct.

In today’s politically correct textbooks, Nikki Giovanni and Toni Morrison stand shoulder-to-shoulder with Mark Twain, William Faulkner, and Charles Dickens, even though both women are second-raters at best. But even in their superficial aspects, the textbooks advertise publishers’ intent to pander to the prevailing PC attitudes. The books feature page after page of healthy, exuberant young girls in winning portraits. Boys (white boys in particular) will more often than not be shunted to the background in photos or be absent entirely or appear sitting in wheelchairs.

The underlying message isn’t lost on Brandon. His keen young mind reads between the lines and perceives the folly of all that he’s told to accept. Because he lacks an adult perspective, however, what he cannot grasp is the ruthlessness of the war that the education reformers have waged. Often when he provokes, it’s simple boyish tit for tat.

A week ago, I dispatched Brandon to the library with directions to choose a book for his novel assignment. He returned minutes later with his choice and a twinkling smile.

“I got a grrreat book, Mr. Garibaldi!” he said, holding up an old, bleary, clothbound item. “Can I read the first page aloud, pahlease?”

My mind buzzed like a fly, trying to discover some hint of mischief.

“Who’s the author?”

“Ah, Joseph Conrad,” he replied, consulting the frontispiece. “Can I? Huh, huh, huh?”

“I guess so.”

Brandon eagerly stood up before the now-alert class of mostly black and Puerto Rican faces, adjusted his shoulders as if straightening a prep-school blazer, then intoned solemnly: “The Nigger of the ‘Narcissus’ ”—twinkle, twinkle, twinkle. “Chapter one. . . .”

Merry mayhem ensued. Brandon had one of his best days of the year.

Boys today feel isolated and outgunned, but many, like Brandon, don’t lack pluck and courage. They often seem to have more of it than their parents, who writhe uncomfortably before a system steeled in the armor of “social conscience.” The game, parents whisper to themselves, is to play along, to maneuver, to outdistance your rival. Brandon’s struggle is an honest one: to preserve truth and his own integrity.

Boys who get a compartment on the special-ed train take the ride to its end without looking out the window. They wait for the moment when they can step out and scorn the rattletrap that took them nowhere. At the end of the line, some, like Brandon, may have forged the resiliency of survival. But that’s not what school is for.


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KEYWORDS: bookreview; boys; education; malestudents; moralabsolutes; schools; specialeducation; waragainstboys
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To: Tax-chick

I am SO lucky . . . all my babies slept through the night very early. Except for occasional bouts with a bug, we've slept pretty peacefully (my husband reminds me that our eldest was in a bassinet in the bedroom for the first three months. HE didn't have to get up to feed her though!)


261 posted on 08/04/2006 7:02:32 PM PDT by AnAmericanMother ((Ministrix of Ye Chase, TTGC Ladies' Auxiliary (recess appointment)))
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To: Redleg Duke
Oh, by the way. Do you know that for each kid in special education, teachers get a bonus? They don't for a 504 Plan!

We do?!?!?!

I teach special education in VA and I can tell you will 100% certainty that no, teachers do NOT get a bonus for every special education student.

What you might be talking about is that there is no Fed $$ to the school system for 504 plan students. School systems get about 20% of what it costs to educate the typical special education system. They lose money on the deal, which is one reason my county is finding children not-eligible if at all possible.

262 posted on 08/04/2006 7:09:59 PM PDT by SoftballMominVA
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To: luckystarmom
Second, young kids do not sit in on IEPs. The only time the children sit in on IEPs is when they are transitioning out of high school.

It depends on the school largely--when I taught 6th grade, my students were always at their IEP's. I have been at a handful of transitioning 5th graders who attended theirs also.

But, I've taught high school Juniors who had never sat at their IEP before coming to this county. So it can vary.

263 posted on 08/04/2006 7:13:37 PM PDT by SoftballMominVA
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To: AnAmericanMother

In my dreams! We have Vlad (6 months) and James (2-1/2) sharing a room with us. Then Pat (4), gets up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom and decides to rummage the house. (Part of his plan to take over the galaxy, I'm sure).

One way or another, there's always the opportunity for reading in the wee hours. Eight kids, and I've never had one who let me sleep peaceable. That's probably how I've ended up so weird at this point in life!


264 posted on 08/04/2006 7:14:10 PM PDT by Tax-chick (I've always wanted to be 40 ... and it's as good as I anticipated!)
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To: SoftballMominVA

The feds don't pay much of the cost of special ed, but they do fund Title 1 for poor kids (most of whom are illegal in California).

I am so thankful that kids that are not legally here can get all sorts of help when my daughter whose parents are legally in this country and have paid thousands and thousands of dollars to fund education cannot get the help she needs.

It's not even like she needs a whole lot of help. At the private school, the reading program is going to cost $1400 for the whole year.

She doesn't need a one on one aid. She is not severely retarded. She merely needs a multi-sensory reading program.


265 posted on 08/04/2006 7:15:08 PM PDT by luckystarmom
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To: TChad

Thanks for pointing out the word. I was looking for something that was a little more satirical based on the word "homophobic," which actually means "fear of humanity" or "fear of mankind." Still, I appreciate having a synonym available for my admittedly make-believe word.


266 posted on 08/04/2006 7:16:45 PM PDT by redpoll (redpoll)
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To: Tax-chick
Gin. Or Mrs. Winslow's Soothing Syrup.

( . . . just kidding, before Child Protective gets after me . . . )

267 posted on 08/04/2006 7:20:14 PM PDT by AnAmericanMother ((Ministrix of Ye Chase, TTGC Ladies' Auxiliary (recess appointment)))
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To: AnAmericanMother

Juice of the grape, and an occasional fermented sugar-cane beverage. I'll celebrate with the latter when Fidel Castro gets his long-awaited reward!

And good evening, we have an early start for a run tomorrow.


268 posted on 08/04/2006 7:21:39 PM PDT by Tax-chick (I've always wanted to be 40 ... and it's as good as I anticipated!)
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To: luckystarmom
I've not looked much into Title 1 funding at all. How much $$ for the average kid? Any idea?

If it is more, that might explain the push for getting kids out of sped and into some of that NCLB $$.

269 posted on 08/04/2006 7:23:01 PM PDT by SoftballMominVA
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To: AnAmericanMother

We just found a tooth on Vlad today. He may be the earliest in our family (I'm looking at the records on Tom, but I may not have noted each tooth in my journal.)


270 posted on 08/04/2006 7:23:38 PM PDT by Tax-chick (I've always wanted to be 40 ... and it's as good as I anticipated!)
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To: Tax-chick
'Night.

I have a bottle of vintage Taylor Fladgate Port that is going to be brought out and exercised when Fidelito es finito . . .

271 posted on 08/04/2006 7:27:33 PM PDT by AnAmericanMother ((Ministrix of Ye Chase, TTGC Ladies' Auxiliary (recess appointment)))
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To: AnAmericanMother

We may get champagne; I could get smashed with Bacardi and not know what hit me until way too late!

My mother saved some wine in case President Nixon ever came to dinner, but it turned to vinegar, symbolically :-0>. She always wanted to meet Henry Kissinger, too. Time marches on ...


272 posted on 08/04/2006 7:30:06 PM PDT by Tax-chick (I've always wanted to be 40 ... and it's as good as I anticipated!)
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To: Tax-chick
Rum can be kinda treacherous . . .

The only thing I use it for is to make Bananas Foster (and of course that's flamed, so the rum burns right off). I don't DRINK the stuff, because it does tend to tip-toe up behind you and then hit you over the head with a large heavy object.

I do love champagne, but there is something about a really good old port . . . it's like drinking rubies. . . smooth, delicious, tart rubies.

273 posted on 08/04/2006 7:32:04 PM PDT by AnAmericanMother ((Ministrix of Ye Chase, TTGC Ladies' Auxiliary (recess appointment)))
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To: redpoll
Thanks for pointing out the word.

My pleasure. Why does everyone seem to know what misogyny means, but not misandry? Even the FR post spell checker doesn't recognize the word.

Current Google hits on misogyny: 2,320,000
Current Google hits on misandry: 116,000

In my life I have seen far more misandry than misogyny, yet our culture doesn't seem willing or able to confront the subject.

274 posted on 08/04/2006 7:41:53 PM PDT by TChad
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To: AnAmericanMother

I haven't read Stalky in years, and it's right on my own shelf. Note to self to read it again when back from vacation.


275 posted on 08/05/2006 3:46:08 AM PDT by linda_22003
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To: linda_22003
"A little of it sticks among the barbarians."

Very good slice-of-school-life book. You'll find that Harry Potter is spookily similar in spots . . .

276 posted on 08/05/2006 10:02:15 AM PDT by AnAmericanMother ((Ministrix of Ye Chase, TTGC Ladies' Auxiliary (recess appointment)))
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To: SoftballMominVA

I tried to find out how much schools get for Title 1 funding, and I cannot find out.

I would be very curious to know.

However, I think it is all a waste of money. I'm sure you do not get a good bang for the buck.


277 posted on 08/05/2006 6:48:04 PM PDT by luckystarmom
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To: Tax-chick
Can you give me one way ancient Egypt is relevant to modern life, except for "Stargate" fans?

Geometry. Start with a water level, a 3-4-5 triangle and a plumb bob. Build an object that will be essentially intact 5000 years later.

278 posted on 08/06/2006 7:36:33 PM PDT by LexBaird ("Politically Correct" is the politically correct term for "F*cking Retarded". - Psycho Bunny)
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To: LexBaird

Good point, but geometry is a stand-alone concept - it works whether the Egyptians used it or not. Same for astronomy.


279 posted on 08/07/2006 3:28:01 AM PDT by Tax-chick (I've always wanted to be 40 ... and it's as good as I anticipated!)
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To: Coleus

Excellent...been saying this for years. Thanks for sending me the info.


280 posted on 08/07/2006 5:45:01 AM PDT by milford421 (U.N. OUT OF U.S.)
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