Don’t be Ugly

 

cartoon of boys screaming at each other

“Damn!” uttered the young male student, crunching into a tight ball the assignment I’d just returned to him.  He pushed his way through the small crowd of students still waiting for their own assignments, and left the room.  He’d earned 6 of a possible 10 points on this short reflection paper — the equivalent of a D.

I made a mental note to discuss this response with him at the following class session.  Call it picking and choosing the battle.   This incident portended future interactions and conversations with him  for the remainder of the semester.

Yes.  This is another essay to be added to the vast collection of discussions on the rise of incivility in America.  Our less-than-stellar human comportment seems to have found a home in nearly every corner of society — politics, the work place, the world of retail, the road, air travel, the media, the Internet and social media, the classroom, and even personal relationships.

Donkey and Elephant Fighting

Writers and researchers who’ve studied the rise in incivility have tied our rudeness to 9/11, the economic downturn of 2008, and the rise in terrorism.  What seems worse is that incivility may have yet to ride its crest.  Civility in America, a collaborative research effort of Weber Shandwick and Powell Tate with KRC Research, determined in its May 2013 poll that uncivil behavior has become the “new normal” in the United States.

cartoon of boss yelling at worker

In this poll of 1,000 participants, researchers found that 95% of Americans think incivility is a critical problem for society; 71% believe it has worsened in recent years; 70% qualify it as a crisis; and 81% believe incivility may actually lead to an increase in violence.

Writers on incivility, including Piers M. Forni,  and Roddy Reid, point to the prevalence of bullying  (school bullying, cyber bullying), as  forerunners of physical violence.  Reid adds that the American penal system undergirds incivility, citing “three-strikes” laws and capital punishment (Psychology Today).

As someone who has taught in the community college setting for more than 25 years, I can say that I’ve experienced a steady rise in various forms of incivility on the part of students.  I am not talking so much about open hostility (which I have indeed experienced), but other “lower-grade,” disengaged behaviors students present in many aspects of their interactions.

It’s important to note here, of course, that most students are dedicated to learning, eager to build skills for their careers, and respectful of the teacher-student relationship.  Yet it’s impossible to ignore those behaviors that seem to eat away at the learning process and  cause one to question the motive to teach, and, yes, scrutinize aspects of one’s instructional delivery (the old, “Is it me?  Am I doing something to make this more difficult?”) I will come back to this in a moment.

This long-term change in behavior, and my most recent teaching experience, has compelled me to consider the breadth and depth of incivility in the college setting , from my own little corner.

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Here’s a compilation of the student behaviors I’ve noted over the last ten years or so.  They vary in severity, of course, and I acknowledge that one individual’s frustration with a behavior may be another’s chalk-up to adolescence development.

Out-of-class behaviors:  blowing off appointments; blowing off class with no notice to instructor; answering a cell phone during an appointment; spitting oysters in stairwells and on carpeting; sitting in the hallway with legs outstretched, requiring walkers to meander through the sea of limbs; dropping multiple f-bombs in conversations; jiggling the door knob of a locked office door; sending emails requesting a call; sending emails with no salutation, no use of the instructor’s name, no punctuation, an informal-to-cutesy writing style, sprinkled with emoticons.

In-class behaviors:  leaving class for varied periods of time, sometimes more than one time; sleeping; man-spreading; walking in front of the instructor (upon a tardy arrival or to leave for one of those varied time periods); interrupting a classmate or instructor; excessive talking; cell phone use; potty-mouth terminology;  open hostility to assignment requirements, as expressed in angry facial expressions or jerky body language; stereotypic comments during discussions; joining oneself at the hip with the instructor prior to the start of class or directly after class.

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Some of the above behaviors may certainly stem from anxiety, and others may simply be a result of not having been overtly taught how one can behave in a kind, civil way toward others. I do try, with varying success, to  respond accordingly, and sometimes coach students in the process — I have actually said that directly to students when it feels appropriate (“I’m gonna coach you here just a little.”).   Other times I have been very direct about how inappropriate a behavior is, and not without clear frustration, e.g., “If I do have to speak to you again, it will be to ask you to leave.”

Teachers know that it’s critical to have clear expectations for students, yet that is no guarantee that they will always respond in kind.  The syllabus, which many instructor like to call a “contract,” should spell everything out.  For the purposes at my own institution, there is a special section that outlines the attendance and participation policy, and another section that provides us a chance to convey expectations around civility.  In this latter section I state the behaviors I expect from students when they have a difference of opinion, and that I will not tolerate inappropriate comments about other groups of people or worldviews.

Part of the goal here also is to create a trusting, relaxed, but professional atmosphere.  That takes some time, depending on the nature of the group.  And groups certainly differ.  The bottom line is to model the behavior I’m seeking.

It's in the Syllabus

I firmly believe the classroom is a lab for how to  comport yourself in other areas of life, and as such, is an opportunity to learn how to be your best self as a learner, professional, colleague, and team member.  Here’s where you get some real practice at figuring that out, and then lift off from the nest to see where you fly and how to keep from crashing.

The introspection I referenced earlier, though,  causes me to revisit my values, and reminds me how I got here.   I do value politeness, respect, and regard in relationships.  I’d like to think that most of the time I exhibit these values.  Truth be told — I  do not always shown them, particularly when stressed or defended.

But I got here the way most of us do — through family and educational enculturation.  Here is a list, not entirely exhaustive, of behaviors and practices my parents bread in my siblings and me. Do not say “hate.”  Do not say “Shut up.” Do not slam doors.  If you slam a door, you must re-open it and close it quietly.  Do not walk in your bare feet inside the house.  Put the toilet seat down when you are finished (my brothers did not master this guideline).  Say, “Yes/No m’am and “Yes/no sir”.  Don’t yell.  Don’t stare.  Don’t scuff your shoes when you walk — pick up your feet.  Don’t hold the refrigerator door open.  Close your mouth – don’t let it hang open (often leading to the sibling tease, “Close your mouth.  Fly season’s over.”)  Enunciate when you speak (my mother, a trained vocalist,  would say, “Use your lips and your tongue.”)  Sit still – don’t swing your leg (another version of this:  “Sit like a lady.”)  Sit still – don’t drum your fingers.   Don’t make a face – God will freeze it like that.  Don’t stick out your tongue.  Knock on a door before entering a room.  Identify yourself when making a telephone call; be polite when receiving a call.  Always say “please” and “thank you.”  Don’t interrupt.  Thank a friend’s parents before leaving a party and always say you had a good time.  Keep your room clean.  Don’t call names.  Set an example, especially if you are the older one.  Don’ talk back.  Don’t say “ain’t.”  Speak grammatically correctly, e.g. do not say, “This girl, she …” — say, “This girl ….” or instead of saying “big ‘ole huge” just say “big.”  Chew your food with your mouth closed.  Keep your elbows off the table (I have not mastered this one).    Don’t eat with your fingers.  Don’t wipe your mouth with your hand – use your napkin.  Don’t gulp when you drink.  Put your napkin in your lap when the beverage is placed on the table.  Request permission to leave the table at the end of a meal.  For later in childhood:  Don’t leave your spoon in the coffee cup; place it on the saucer.

At least some of these guidelines were influenced by the setting in which we lived.  Our family moved from outside Washington, DC to Atlanta, Georgia in the early 60’s , and connecting with other families on the block was very important to my parents.  My mother admitted to being concerned about violating southern social decorum.  A child who was rude or impolite was quickly met with the adult admonishment, “Don’t be ugly.”  You never wanted to hear that.

No doubt these guidelines have influenced my teaching and the way I approach my relationships with my students.  I admit to being a finger-shaker, and I am very clear with them that I think there is a pay-off incivility.  You do catch more flies with honey than you do with vinegar.

I may be swimming against the current here in some specific areas, such as believing in the value of a phone call over an email, or putting away the cell phone for the duration of a class — but I’m not ready to give up yet. There is something to be said for those everyday, consistent demonstrations of respect and kindness that I think keep us evolving.

And this notion of civility is more than just that, according to other writers in this area.  Trevor Cairney, a writer with the Center  for Apologetic Scholarship and Education, defines civility as “the behavior between members of a society that create a social code and is a foundational principle of a civilized society.”  Jim Taylor, with the University of San Francisco, calls it “… an expression of a fundamental understanding and respect for the laws, rules and norms … that guide its citizens in understanding what is acceptable and unacceptable behavior … the loss of civility is a step toward anarchy …” (Psychology Today)

So I shall keep working on civility with my students.  And I’ll keep trying to think about how I’m modeling the attitudes and behaviors I believe are tied to their success as individuals and professionals.

What are your experiences with incivility, dear readers?   Share your insights and suggestions. We all need them.

 

Love on the Rocks

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“Wow, this is great!  We should come here all the time.”

This comment dropped from the lips of an adolescent male as he talked with three companions last summer.  They, along with many others, were walking the lake front path at Northwestern University’s Evanston campus last June.

“It’s like a resort here,” uttered a woman I guessed to be the mother of a student as they began they began the walkway that is flanked on the east by Lake Michigan and  on the west by  a soccer field and a lush collection of pines and maple trees.

Beautiful indeed.  The photograph above accurately depicts the southern view from the start of the path.  On a clear day, the graceful downtown Chicago skyline extends into the puffy blue waters of Lake Michigan.  It’s impossible not to whisper to yourself, “What a city!” in response to that gorgeous panorama.

I have come to this site many times over the years,  with family, friends, or for solitary visits.  It is lovely at any time of year.    My most recent visit was late this past December during a day  meteorologists might describe as showing “temperatures well above normal for this time of year,” given the 50+ degrees we enjoyed.

It was the kind of day when folks break out their shorts, jump back on the bikes recently stored for the winter, or step back into flip flops for one final fling before the long winter chill settles like a dome over the  city.  I was here for my own final fling, to squeeze in a late afternoon walk before the sun dropped below the tree line.

Given the forecast for sub-zero temperatures over the coming days, I can report that this was a good decision.

The lake front holds allure for many of us, and we know that it’s one of Chicago’s main attractions.  I was hooked immediately upon arriving here to go to college many years ago.  Since my dorm was on the lakefront,   I could  stare endlessly at the water from my window, easily soothed by wash of the waves against the sea wall .  During the summer I took chilly dips at the beach along Sheridan Road, and often watched in awe as my young niece played joyfully in the water for long stretches, emerging reluctantly, but blue-lipped and grinning,  at my sister’s admonition to exit the water.    A few years later when I lived along the lake, I resumed my habit of staring at the water, this time from a living room window.  I also set my bed right up against the window so that the water was the first thing I saw upon opening my eyes each morning.

The lake holds the same attraction along the Northwestern path, of course.  But there is another feature of this site that is intriguing.

The rocks.

Well, they’re man-made boulders, really, placed along the shoreline to combat erosion.  Piled up at the sweater’s edge they jut in every  direction, like a massive heap of knocked-over building blocks.

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There are endless rocks from which to choose as a vantage point for  gazing at the water, for sunning, picnicking, or reading.  A few courageous individuals occasionally defy the no swimming signs, crabbing their way downward and  slipping into the water for relief on hot days.

During my recent visit, the rocks seemed particularly intriguing to me, especially on my return walk.  They are covered with all kinds of verbal and pictorial illustrations, and have been for years.  During previous visits I’d taken momentary notice of notes and drawings, but had given them little thought.  This time, though, the tapestry of messages drew me off the path onto the grass, slowing my steps to study the rocks more carefully.

Some rocks hold paintings that have faded from the effects of time, wind, and water.  Others are brightly colored, their tidings only weeks old.  Few remain untouched.

The words and drawings convey myriad sentiments.  Expressions of friendship or loyalty.  Philosophical concepts.  Biblical quotes.  The Serenity Prayer.

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Marriage proposals.  Expressions of romantic love.   Anniversaries.  Tokens of support during troubling  life events.  Congratulations on accomplishments.   Memorials to lost loved ones.

An outlier:  one creative artist, cleverly taking advantage of the shape of one rock,  painted a shark rising menacingly out of the water in the universally recognized image from the movie poster for “Jaws.”

Messages so personal, yet so positive and so publicly offered.  The sincerity of  messages so confidently displayed made me wonder where these artists and writers are now.  Are the lovers still together?  Do the friends stay in touch?  Do they come back to the lake to visit their memorials?

Whether they do or not doesn’t matter.  Their notes mark a point in someone’s personal history, and lend permanence to their story.  That story is re-told each time someone reads the rocks.

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Studying the rocks anew that afternoon renewed my love for Lake Michigan and for this walking path.   The rocks, for me,  are a symbol of hope and human connection.

Carrying this image is also a way to don the proverbial snow pants as we enter more deeply that dark, cold tunnel known as January.

 

OK.  It’s your turn now.  What are you doing to bolster yourself against the chill?  What places or images are helping you push back against the darkness?  Share!

And for those readers residing in more temperate climates, you may submit a 500-word essay on how much you appreciate your geographic location.  Responses are due by midnight tonight.