I can’t say very many good things about my fourth grade year. In fact, even the activity I’m writing about left me thinking “so what?” about what we were supposed to learn that day, though I think I learned more than I was intended to.
Ms. M. handed out strips of paper and tape, and told us to twist the paper once and tape the edges together. Then, she asked us how many edges the new shape had. I remember realizing that it only had one edge, because when I used my finger to trace the edge, it went all the way around on both sides.
I still don’t know what the Möbius Strip is to me, or I am to it, that I should care that it has only one edge, nor do I know what a fourth grader was supposed to get out of that. But I do remember having the idea that someone must have been the first to do that, and to realize what they’d done, and that on that day I’d done the same thing. So that’s what school is doing, I thought, taking us down the same path of figuring things out that other people have already been on. Although I didn’t tie that idea in with anything else for the next few years, it was in the back of my mind.
By sixth grade, I had picked up pi=3.14 from somewhere. I didn’t yet know that even that was an approximation, so I thought I was hot stuff when we measured diameters and cirucmferences and I was a step ahead when someone said, at the teacher’s prompting, that going from the diameter to the circumference was like multiplying by 3. But then I realized that what we were doing in that classroom had been done before by some ancient people, to figure out first that it was close to 3, then that it was 3.14. I found out later by playing with a calculator that there were more digits; later still, I found out that the digits went on forever. Once I knew that, it wasn’t any real surprise to me that people are still calculating the digits of pi, though I hope they’ve moved beyond measuring some round object and dividing by now.
Not long ago, I asked my at-the-time students to write a page starting in “Math is…” or “Math is good for…” Most of them couldn’t do it. They’ve been trained to do pass tests by doing mathematical tricks, but not taught to think about math. These were smart kids, but abstract thinking–anything that can’t be measured by a fill-in-the-bubbles test–isn’t in their curriculum any more.
I’m not ranting about NCLB or the testing systems. That’s been done, and anyway, the alternative (e.g. Oregon’s overall sub-40%, and lower in high school, pass rates before NCLB threatened the districts’ wallet) was worse. I’m talking about the best way of getting things done, which is a conversation that should be separate from “how do we beat the tests?”
Pure direct instruction does not work. There, I’ve said it. I can’t prove is, because as far as I know we’re not measuring the kids on the important stuff that direct instruction fails at–the easy things to measure, like whether the kids can do something, are all well within the range of things direct instruction is good at. Whether the kids can think something through, though–that’s not so easily measured, and they don’t learn it from being told and imitating.
I’ve gone back and forth on this one, because of some of the nonsense that sneaks in disguised as “reform” math, and I do think that there’s a place for direct instruction, contrary to what the radical philosophical constructivists say. However, I don’t think it should be considered the be-all end-all of teaching. Sometimes, yes, it works best for the knowledge to go from the teacher to the student, but if the students are to be active learners rather than passive receptacles, the emphasis needs to be on the teacher setting up the activity so that the student will figure it out. This will give students a reason to think that it matters if they try, and a sense of their own ability to figure things out.
I may not have cared about the one-edged Möbius Strip, other than as a curiosity. But because of what I saw in the Möbius Strip, I cared about learning.