Apart from graduate seminars (and sometimes even in graduate
seminars), we’ll all encounter classes of students whose experiences in,
abilities for and inclinations toward working closely with literature vary
widely—sometimes wildly. In a diverse public university setting, where students
can’t always march along taking classes in order from one level to the next,
the range can be especially pronounced.
Here’s an example. I often teach an undergraduate literature
class on the 200 (nominally, second-year) level that both serves as one of
three required prerequisite classes for English majors and fulfills a
university distribution requirement.
This combination means that the class attracts a range of majors (and
potential majors) from across the university, all of whom have an interest in
fulfilling a requirement, and perhaps some of whom register for the class
because they are interested in American literature. Perhaps.
But because of the nature of our campus, and especially
because we have a large number of transfer students, the English department
decided that students could take advanced classes in the major after having
taken two of the three required prerequisites.
So every roster will contain at
least one or two advanced English majors for whom this is the last class they
must take in order to graduate.
How do we teach such a range of students to read, discuss,
and write about literary texts? How do we maintain interest among the dedicated
and skilled English majors without alienating the students for whom the
material is unfamiliar? The best
approach to this that I’ve found is to see the range as an opportunity rather
than as a problem.
First, some general principles. Set a bar high enough so that
everyone will be engaged in working hard right away, even the most experienced
students. Begin with (or stick with) frequent low-stakes writing assignments so
that the bright but inexperienced students can learn the ways of the discipline
without being penalized at the beginning. Give students the opportunity to
revise graded work, so that they have more control over the outcome of the
semester. Frequently change the way class meetings work—rearrange seating,
incorporate movement, ask students to read aloud, vary group sizes and
members—in order to engage as many learning styles as possible.
Finally, while it might be convenient in a short essay to
divide the students into groups, in reality each student is an individual with
unique experience and interest in the material.
For me, this underscores the necessity of taking the time to get to know
them individually over the course of the semester. When I taught composition, I would routinely
cancel class in favor of individual conferences for each major paper
assignment; why would these individual meetings matter less in a literature
class?
Individual conferences make a difference to all students—the
struggling student who reveals a personal or family difficulty that is making
it difficult to study; the middling student who labored with an undiagnosed
learning disability and still lacks confidence; the advanced student who wants
to think about graduate school but hasn’t found a way to put a meeting with a
faculty member on her calendar. But they
also make a difference to our own engagement with our students as people. If I
had not required student conferences, I never would have known that one of my
students drove the Zamboni in the hockey rink for his work-study job—or that
his dad, a Zamboni driver by trade, harbored a passion for Willa Cather. I
never would have known that one of my brightest students had been a
semi-successful touring rock musician but now was finding himself drawn to, of
all things, reading and writing. And I
never would have heard one of my very best students of all time tell me about
how, as an African American girl growing up in the deep South, she had been labeled
“ineducable” and trained as a domestic servant.
Knowing my students, even a little bit, makes me a better
teacher of literature, not just because I can cater to their interests, but
because I can understand what literature means for them—that it really IS
meaningful. That can be hard to see from the front of the classroom. But in a
climate where it feels like few people care about our subject, it’s worth
letting our students remind us how much it matters to them.
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