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Talkin’ ’bout My Generation

My weekend was one that I would never have imagined when I began college at Eastern Illinois University (EIU) in the fall of 1962.

Before going to college, I didn’t go to the movies a lot, but I did see two films that became significant in the way I saw the world at that time.

In 1961, the year before going to college, I went to see West Side Story with my boyfriend. The film moved me like none before;  I thought it was the best movie I had ever seen and was emotionally drained after seeing it. My boyfriend laughed at the movie and thought it was silly. Although we had never had a cross word between us before, I broke up with him that night. He even called my mother to let her know that he could not understand that I broke up with him because he didn’t like the movie. To me, we were incompatible if he didn’t feel anything for West Side Story.

The year I began college, I saw the film To Kill a Mockingbird. That film touched me to the core. It showed me the depths and the heights of human nature—from the most unjust to those who held justice as a high value. West Side Story helped me understand conflict and love and To Kill a Mockingbird broke my heart and gave me hope.

My generation reflected some of what these films meant to me. We were passionate idealists who would fight for social justice whatever career direction we chose. To me, making higher education accessible by recruiting students and retaining them in college was the road I would take to make my contribution.

To receive recognition as an educator with an honorary doctorate in pedagogy from EIU is the height of my achievements, and I will forever be grateful to the vice president of student affairs Dan Nadler and dean of the School of Education Diane Jackman for all they did to support my selection. It had to be a huge effort on their part when one considers that some of the other honorees were billionaires (yes, literally) and a Superbowl-winning coach.

Creating an Innovative Culture

As a new “guest” board member, I spent last weekend in Columbia, South Carolina, meeting with the board and senior staff of the National Association for Campus Activities (NACA) for their annual retreat and orientation. Some ask me why I would spend my time in this manner, and when they do, I have a ready response: Alan Davis, the Executive Director, a valued colleague, asked me on behalf of his board, AND I love learning. While the board may have invited me for what they think they can learn from me, I accepted the invitation eager to learn from them. After the first meeting, I cannot attest to whether or not they received what they hoped for with my membership on the board, but I can certainly say that I received what I had hoped to gain.

Beginning with an overview of trends in the external environment and in higher education by a national expert, Dr. Dennis Pruitt, University of South Carolina, and moving on to a most stimulating discussion of the role of professional associations and their volunteer boards and staff facilitated by long-time association leader, Billye Potts, Association for Health Care Food Service and former chair of the NACA board, the retreat was an excellent way to orient new board members.

During the discussions, I learned what a new board member needs to know within context such as the meaning of acronyms and the history of policies and board actions. I quickly became familiar with board members and staff at a deeper and more meaningful level when I could listen to them talk about their vision, ideas, and hopes for the future of the association and the profession. When I contrast this orientation with those that painfully walk through a manual, there is no comparison in regard to genuine interest and what I will be able to retain.

As the retreat concluded, all were convinced that NACA was on the road to creating among its members and staff an innovative culture where they would all learn to be comfortable with disrupting the way things have been done.  They have already begun to use a different lens to look at who they are and what they want to provide to members by changing the structure of the board and daring to add two guest board members. My colleague, Jenny Bloom, graduate faculty member at USC and former chair of the NACADA board is serving a second year as a guest board member. She did such a great job, the board thought they would add another, and I’m fortunate to be their choice.

I have always said that campus activities staff are the most creative people on campus. My declaration was reinforced this weekend, and I can also add that the board members and staff with whom I met are also some of the most perceptive and forward-thinking colleagues I’ve encountered. It was a great weekend!

 

Reading Between the Lines – Searching Out the Hidden Characters

According to Gallup’s StrengthsQuest my top strength is Learner. In addition to learning about New England families and the complex relationships they had with their slaves in Allegra di Bonaventura’s article “Finding Adam” in The Chronicle Review (April 12, 2013), I learned that as I embark upon my adventure to write about my life, I will need to do what Bonaventura did when he was reading the diary of John Hempstead to learn about this man’s life.  Bonaventura writes:

For Adam’s sake, I need to read between the lines of Joshua’s entries and look beyond the clapboards of his house to find out more about Adam Jackson and others like him.

Adam was a slave in the Hempstead house and definitely not a major character in the Hempstead diary.

I’m fortunate in the writing I’m doing because my mother left me a full account of her life, and at first glance, one could think that she has done most of the work for me. The first chapter of the book I’m writing was done in 1994, and my mother is the starring character as she is in the account she left for me. But as I’ve been reading what she left, I, too, must read between the lines and look beyond her perspective to find out more about other characters, particularly my father.

The Next Chapter – The Story of Myself

It was one year ago April 1 (of all days), that I began my retirement as executive director of NASPA. Because I did not want to look back on the year and wonder what I had accomplished and how I had spent my precious time, I set a number of goals for myself. I am satisfied with my accomplishments because they have cleared the way for me to devote time to what I’ve thought I have wanted to do for years. I began writing about my life experiences with a chapter in a book of essays in 1994, and never have gotten back to it. Now is the time…

When I think about the number of memoirs, biographies, and autobiographies already written and published, I tell myself that the world does not need one more of these. Yet, I feel compelled to put my memories on paper because even as a child as I experienced the dailiness of my life, I would tell myself that I should remember this for the story I would tell later.

I share my plan to write as a measure of accountability for myself. As disciplined as I am, I need to feel an obligation, such as this public promise, in order to devote the time to writing.

In some ways, I feel selfish in writing about myself. My saving grace will be that if I write something that someone else will attribute meaning, then I will have given of myself in exchange for receiving the satisfaction of telling my story.

Of Treadmills, Languages, and Feeling at Home in the World

I’m yet at another airport. As I reflect on this exciting year of travel, I’m also thinking about my regrets. I have few regrets about anything, but a couple of regrets that surface today are that I do not know a second language, and I wish I had programmed my treadmill to “Incline.” Walking up and down the hills is a great incentive to put more rigor into my workouts.

In regard to my language regret, in much of my travel, I connect with colleagues in colleges and universities, and because of that, I have been lulled into thinking that much of the rest of the world speaks English as well as at least two other languages. In the real world of visiting another country, most of the people do not speak English, and if you’re lost, you remain lost for a long time.

I took Latin in high school and Spanish and French in college. Also, I was in Mexico for ten weeks about seven years ago where I attended an intensive language school where I was taught Spanish for six hours a day. The operative word is “taught” and not “learned.” I was never a slacker during any of these opportunities to learn a second language. The instructors were diligent in teaching what they knew in the way in which they had been taught. I received good grades in most of my classes because I was good at memorizing and performed well on written exams. By the time I was in third-year French in college, the ruse was up. I had to learn the language and could not rely on my good memory to repeat back what I’d read and heard. I had to think critically in another language.

There are other students like me today who will do well on the exams that require rote memorization, and they, like me, will give up on learning a language when they can no longer parrot what they have heard. It is heartening to know that languages today are taught more in context where students have to use the language and not simply memorize conjugations and vocabulary.  

Regrets aside, by way of observation, I have noticed that in travel I can appreciate the liberal arts.  Recently, in conversations with students at a university, they expressed impatience in having to take courses in general education. They wanted to get to their major as quickly as possible. They said that they would make better grades if they were taking courses where they could see the practical application for their future work. If these students had the opportunity to travel internationally, I think they would understand that there are practical applications for the their courses in general education, and more than that, they would feel a sense of satisfaction in being able to be at home  anywhere in the world because of their common base of knowledge about history and the way the world works.

Practical Competence

As I read this week’s The Chronicle of Higher Education front-page article by Sara Lipka and Eric Hoover about a developmental or remedial English class at Montgomery College, a two-year college in Maryland, it was as if I were there in that classroom. I felt the near helplessness of the dedicated faculty member, and I felt as if I were there as a student because I know what it’s like to have to separate your head and academic learning from the rest of your life. The article is titled “The Second-Chance Club,” and I think it would have unfolded as a second chance if Kenneth Okorafor, a Nigerian immigrant student, had miraculously passed the course.

As the narrative progressed toward the final decision about each student’s fate in meeting the requirements to go on to college-level English, it seemed as if Kenneth would certainly pass because he wanted to pass so passionately and he is a good person. As I read the narrative, I felt as if the music was about to swell for a happy dramatic ending since Kenneth was the last student to see the instructor about his course standing. I was really surprised at the final result because even his friend gets the green light to go on to the next level of English, and when he exits the meeting with the faculty member, he says, “Kenneth, don’t worry man, I’ll see you there OK?” Kenneth is so visibly nervous about his time with the instructor that one of the other students tells him, “Just know that, whatever happens, you’re smart.”

I think Kenneth is smart, but he did not pass the developmental course in English and he knows why. He allowed one of his essays to be published in The Chronicle along with the article, and he titled it, “My Two Greatest Obstacles.” In his essay, he admits that he allows himself to become distracted in class and he does not pay attention. He also realizes that he does not manage his time well. He stays up late watching television and he comes to class late. His realization of what may be hindering him from passing the course has come too late.

Having to retake a non-credit course puts Kenneth in the risky position of dropping out of college completely. Students such as Kenneth and some of the other students described in the class lack a critical skill for success in college and beyond, and that skill is practical competence. Practical competence is one of the seven student learning outcomes in Learning Reconsidered, a 2004 publication by ACPA and NASPA, two professional associations for student affairs.

Too many students like Kenneth can break the hearts of many faculty who feel helpless in moving them forward. I propose that student services work with faculty to offer what I call a cocurriculum laboratory that is connected to the class (read more on cocurriculum laboratories…).  In this laboratory, the objectives of the course are reinforced and there is a strong emphasis on helping students communicate effectively and manage their own affairs. Students who do not have role models who demonstrate these skills are at a disadvantage in meeting the requirements of a college education. Student services staff are trained to help students through the developmental phases of self-efficacy.

Faculty cannot do it all and could welcome the assistance of their student services colleagues who can work with students in a laboratory, of sorts, where the emphasis is on adjusting to college life and making connections with students and the student services staff on a deeper and more personal level. These students will share their stories, encourage and support one another, all the while being guided by a highly skilled student services staff member who will move students towardaccomplishing the goals of the course and the skills that all college graduates should attain. One of these skills is practical competence.

Very Superstitious – Helping Students Understand Mixed Realities

Break a mirror and you bought seven years of bad luck; put your purse on the floor and you’ll lose your money; buy your lover shoes and the lover will walk out of your life; 13 is very unlucky and Friday the 13th is the worst; black cat crosses your path and that’s not good; left hand itches and you’ll lose your money; a woman is the first to contact you on New Year’s Day and a year of bad luck. These are some of the superstitions that we hold to explain the unexplainable, and they are all negative and about bad luck. There aren’t many that bode well for the superstitious. They give us an excuse to be afraid.

What I have had, and I say this because I’m putting it behind me, is a fear of February. I discovered that February was a month to fear during my twenties when I would get down and depressed.  I would be prone to crying spells and I couldn’t see any good in my life. This was very puzzling to my young husband. One February, he took me to Saks Fifth Avenue and bought me a beautiful raccoon coat that we definitely could not afford. The coat was gorgeous and the gesture by my husband to cheer me up was wonderful.  I still cried. Some say that the long winters and lack of sunlight may be reasons for some of us to get “the Februaries.” I’m always glad when February is over. My dad died in February; my mother died in February, and a dear friend got a CAT scan the very last day of February this past week and the results were not encouraging.

All of these things give truth to the lie that February is a month to dread.  Then, I think about the number 13 and Friday the 13th, in particular.  I don’t fear; I look forward to Friday the 13th because our son, Dan, was born on Friday the 13th, the most blessed day of our lives. With this in mind, I decided on March 1 that I would change my way of thinking about February and make it a month to look forward to and have faith that it will bring me what my heart desires; it will bring me good luck. I will look to February with faith and not fear.

What superstitions and illogical fears do our students bring with them? When I speak with students now, they are anxious about their future. They read that our country is losing its promise. They hear the stories about college graduates who will never work in their field of interest.  A challenge for educators is to help students see their future from multiple perspectives. That is, they should understand the realities of the current context that are not all positive and not all negative. They need to research and study their possibilities beyond the dire headlines that make the news. They need to have faith that the American Dream is still there for them, and their college education will equip them to be successful in the way they define success and not in the manner that others define it. What are the fears of our students? Ask them what they fear and help them see their potential in a world that is full of superstitions and predictions that scare us. Help them change the meaning of their Februaries.