CXC, Glenmuir and the confederacy of dunces that exists in the Jamaican school system

Tags

, , , , ,

“When a true genius appears in the world, you may know him by this sign, that the dunces are all in confederacy against him”- John Kennedy

Image

The following is an article published in The Gleaner, Saturday, May 18, 2013, about a student who obtained a Grade 1 (A) in CXC CSEC English at age 12, and will be refused to graduate because she does not want to re-sit the subject in her final year of High School. She already holds 7 CXC subjects, more than what many High School graduates in Jamaica and the Caribbean can boast. She has one year of High School to complete before she graduates.

Despite achieving seven CSEC subjects …Glenmuir fourth-former might not be allowed to graduate

Karen Sudu, Gleaner Writer

OLD HARBOUR, St Catherine:LEANN EBONY Lewis copped grade one in English language in the Caribbean Secondary Education Certificate (CSEC) at age 12.

In fact, nearing the end of her fourth-form year at Glenmuir High School in Clarendon, the 15-year-old, who now has seven CSEC subjects, might not be among the institution’s 2014 graduates.

“The school rule is that if you don’t sit English and math in your fifth-form year, you cannot graduate,” principal Monacia Williams explained. “We are not telling her to sit it over, we are just telling her that she cannot graduate.”

LeAnn also obtained a grade-three pass in mathematics when she sat the exam as a second former; however, her mom, Shirley Lewis, said that while she would be resitting that subject, there was no plan for her to resit English.

“When she got the grade one in English, I sent a copy of the result to the principal and she called and congratulated us and asked what our intention was for her, and Lascelles (LeAnn’s father) told her that it was our intention to allow her to do as many subjects as possible,” Lewis explained.

Lewis, who operates the Blackwood Gardens Advanced Miracle Learning Centre in Old Harbour Bay, raised the issue at a recent Gleaner Community Forum held at the Social Development Commission’s St Catherine Parish Office in Spanish Town.

“I wonder if education is a shackle,” she remarked.

Lewis later explained to The Gleaner that she didn’t think it was fair for a child to be penalised for achieving academic excellence at any given time.

“LeAnn was told some time ago that if she didn’t do it (English) over, she would be penalised; she would not be graduating and would not be going to sixth form. For somebody who hasn’t done wrong, and is doing well academically, to say she would be penalised is a very strong word,” said Lewis.

parents know rules

However, the principal said that LeAnn’s parents were cognisant of the school’s rules governing graduation from the initial stages.

“Every child is given a handbook free of cost at the beginning of their school career. It states quite clearly that in order for a student to be allowed to graduate that student has to do English and math in their fifth-form year,” Williams said.

According to Williams, she had advised LeAnn’s father from she obtained English that it would have been better for her if she did all her subjects at one sitting.

“This situation came up long ago when I said to the father it is not doing your daughter any favours for her to be doing CSEC subjects every year, because she might be very bright. In order for her to qualify for a scholarship, she will have to show that she did all of these subjects at one sitting,” said Williams.

At the same time, principal of St Jago High in Spanish Town, St Catherine, Sandra Swyer-Watson, told The Gleaner that while her students were encouraged to sit their subjects in fifth form, sitting math and English was not a criterion for graduation or sixth-form placement.

“We don’t have that rule here, that’s not part of our graduation criteria; what affects the students graduating is attendance at school, if we think a child’s conduct is not suitable for St Jago High school, deportment and so on,” explained Swyer-Watson.

In the meantime, president of the Jamaica Teachers’ Association, Clayton Hall, described the specific rule governing graduation at Glenmuir as “illogical”.

“We do not believe that students should be penalised for doing well. The JTA is of the opinion that no child should be disenfranchised because that child has chosen to achieve the stated objective early,” commented Hall. “In fact, we are a proponent of a competence-based education which indicates that students are successful when they’ve mastered concepts; it does not matter when these concepts are mastered,” Hall, principal, Spanish Town High School, told The Gleaner.

After reading this article all I could think was ‘This is utter crap’. Our education system is so flawed and I can only conclude that because our students are able to score high scores on tests, it is said that we are actually learning. Well I know that for me, because I was able to master regurgitation in some subjects I was considered ‘bright’.

It seems to me that the only reason we do CXCs is to move on to do CAPE and from CAPE to gain entry into University. To this day I cannot tell you any sociological theory I was taught except Marxism and that’s because I had read extensively on Karl Marx eons before stepping foot in Sixth Form. ( I am a bit of a history buff)

We don’t think that doing a subject is for our own benefit but to make a school look good when results come in and that was clearly what the principal of Glenmuir believes.

Monacia Williams it is clear that you are incapable of being a good educator because there is no justification behind barring a student from graduating because said student refuses to re-sit a subject she clearly had the competence to obtain a Grade 1 in. Why not praise the child and encourage her to put more energy into doing more subjects, who knows, maybe she will accumulate the necessary subjects to matriculate to sixth form at 16.

It is clear that this student is gifted and in this country, we fail to see it until that person gets recognition from outside, and then we begin to hear whispers and see the gleaming pride “you know she was a Jamaican?”

I remember in high school when a few of us dropped 1 or 2 subjects, and opted not to sit 9 as was custom, the Principal had the gall to have us stay in the auditorium after assembly to ask if we had gone mad. Clearly, no one cared that some of us, including myself had amassed 2 or 3 subjects the year before. No one asked if we wanted to take up another subject to make us more rounded when we left. No one cared about anything except the results and the schools’ scores – ‘Math 200 students sat, 100% pass, English 200 students sat, 100% pass’

What was even more daunting was that students who were ‘labeled’ as not capable of passing the subjects, were not signed off to do so, and had to try their luck at the exams outside of school.

Many of us can attest to these scenarios and are afraid to speak up because at the end of the day, we want to make sure that our traditional High Schools are not tainted, and that we are still THE High School of choice for the brightest and the best.

What I was taught as ‘CXC level Math & English’ are what my cousins in the US did in Grades 6 and 7. I can even remember in my evening Math class in forth form an 11 year old Asian sat beside me week after week preparing to do the same exams I was to sit in another year. By the time I got to fifth form, his brother, 10, was in the same class ready to score a Grade 1 in Math as his brother did the year before.

Jamaica, we are more capable that we give ourselves credit for and we can accomplish so much more. Why do we feel the need to hold ourselves back and hold the nation back because of a confederacy of dunces who cannot and will not see past mediocrity. We can and we need to do better. Minister Thwaites, let’s move past the condom in schools debate, you need to intervene.

‘Look like the whola’ Jamaica gone mad’

Tags

, , , , ,

I am sitting in an apartment overlooking the beauty that is the Caribbean Sea. A few months ago, I left my job doing Public Relations and Marketing for a destination marketing company run by the world’s largest Caribbean chain which I did for almost a year. Day in day out, I would hear our visitors from North America go on about how they would love to live in our paradise home. I would always smile and nod in agreement about just a wonderful place I did live in.

But those who live here can attest to the fact that while there is no place like our Jamaica, all that glitters is not always gold. We are in a serious coma that we must get out of soon. Continue reading »

IF- for girls

Tags

, ,

"Dearest" by Chidi Okoye If you can hear the whispering about you
And never yield to deal in whispers, too;
If you can bravely smile when loved ones doubt you
And never doubt, in turn, what loved ones do;
If you can keep a sweet and gentle spirit
In spite of fame or fortune, rank or place,
And though you win your goal or only near it,
Can win with poise or lose with equal grace;

Continue reading »

Transportation “Jamdown” Style

Tags

, , , , , ,

by Barbara Gloudon. Originally published in Air Jamaica’s SkyWritings Magazine in August 1988.

“Come eena dis…Cross Roads…Cross Roads… one more, driver.”

Technically, it is not possible to get one more living soul into the vehicle. The ductor (conductor to the uninitiated is hanging from the steps by the tip of his sneakers. A lady with a basket eases her rump painfully on the edge of the steel holding a seat together. Three small children, tucked neatly into a little space, like socks in well-packed suitcase, squirm and try to get a bit more air.

The school boy, his shining morning face long since dulled, hangs onto the nearest form of support which turns out to be a sensitive portion of a lady’s anatomy. The hapless lad gets his first real biology lesson and a fabric-covered denunciation to go with it.

Up front, the driver polishes his mirror lensed glasses, cracks the sound system a little higher, puts in a tape from the reigning dancehall deejay, and urges the beautiful young lady beside him to “Move up, mek smaddy else get space.” She does so willingly. It is a privilege to sit beside the driver. Secure in the knowledge of her accolade, the sweet young thing hitches up her skirt and comes closer.

Continue reading »

‘Donmanship’ in Dancehall: The dismissal of Di Teacha & the fall of the empire

Tags

, , , ,

Okay so I haven’t blogged in a while. Partly because of the ongoing pity party I had for the last few months while I was sitting at home unemployed looking at my first class honours degree. But this post is not about staring at my wall, writing on my wall, feeding stray cats, building a shelter for stray cats the fascinating things I did while I was at home, but a very pressing issue that I just had to get out there.

For the past few weeks popular Dancehall artiste Vybz kartel has been on the tongues of many here in Jamaica and abroad for the trailerload several murder charges that seem to be piling up one after the other.

Well Addi, as much as I am a defender of Dancehall music & Dancehall culture, and as much as I love bopping my head to your tunes in the car & dancing to them at the club, I have no remorse for you in this regard. You have shifted from a great entertainer with so much potential, to nothing more than an egotistic idiot who thought too much of yourself & just lost it.

My first bone with Vybz Kartel came with the ‘beating’ of Lisa Hype and the attempted ‘beating’ of Rhyno. Then came the falling out with members of the Portmore Empire, then the bleaching, then the false hair; and if those weren’t bad enough the falling out with Corey Todd. I won’t even get to Teacha’s Pet, that in itself is another post.

Continue reading »

“You can lie down or you can stand up and fight.”- Troy Davis

Tags

,

Last night was the first in a long time that I went to bed with a heavy heart. Troy Davis was not related to me. I did not know him. A few years ago, I knew nothing about who Troy Davis was until he was life was once again spared 90 minutes before his execution. Now 4 years later, that story picked up where it left off.

Continue reading »

Rich Man, Poor Man, Beggar Man, Thief, Lawyer, Doctor and Police Chief

Tags

,

The following is a guest post from my girl Nicolette Jones.

There’s this game I used to play as a child which (we thought) would predict our future. We would choose the age at which we wanted to marry, and it would predict our partner, where we would live, our occupation and number of children. To make up a portion of the list we’d chant “rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief, lawyer, doctor, indian chief” then add  a few others.

So much for the nostalgia….

Continue reading »

Nobody canna cross it is annoying the heck out of me.

Tags

, ,

Nobody Canna Cross it is the newest over-played song in Jamaica right now. It was started after an embarrassing TVJ interview with Clifton Brown, during the floods a few months ago. Let’s just say, while everyone found the newscast hilarious, I for one was more embarrassed than anything. His American accent stood out as much as his gold tooth did. Mind you, this is a man who has never travelled outside the country.

Continue reading »

To my father. Wherever you are, HAPPY FATHER’S DAY

Tags

, ,

They say that not many children are able to remember much about themselves before they are 5 years old, but not me. I can remember being on the road with my dad from as early as 2 and a half. I remember my 1st day of pre-school being in my father’s arm and kicking to come down because I wanted to walk like all the other kids. I remember going to the beach with him every morning before day break. I remember our trips to the Holiday Inn just so I could play with the ice-machine. My parents were separated a few weeks before my 6th birthday. With all the drama that unfolded with my parents custody battle, my dad tried his best to make things as normal as he could.

My brother and I had weekends at my dad at our old house. Every weekend I remember us either coming home to a new pet or a new toy. Daddy didn’t know how to cook, so it was a choice of two things: ramen noodles or mac and cheese, and McDonalds in between.

On the morning of my 7th birthday, my dad took the training wheels off my bicycle. That was one of my fondest memories with him. I remember him taking off one of the training wheel and holding onto the bike until I was able to balance. The moment he let go and I could ride, that’s all I did for the rest of the day, still in my PJs but Daddy didn’t mind.

Continue reading »

Follow

Get every new post delivered to your Inbox.

Join 1,060 other followers