By Kristin

CSTP turns ten this year. 

Ten years ago I was teaching at Ingraham High School in north Seattle, pregnant with my first child, and somewhere down in Tacoma Jeanne Harmon thought it would be great if teachers were given the tools they needed to be more involved with creating the education policies that affect them and their students.

I don't know when I first took advantage of CSTP.  I can't remember if applying to write for this blog came first, or if I attended a teacher leadership training through CSTP and then learned about the blogging opportunity, but this is what I do remember about that first interaction: we met at a beautiful retreat center in Seattle.  It felt luxurious.  It felt really good to be sitting in a room with grown up tables and chairs, with windows that looked out onto a fountain instead of in a drafty cafeteria.  For lunch we went to the retreat center's cafe and ate delicious food in a beautiful room, and I thought, "This is what happens when teachers take care of teachers." 

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By Tom

Hi there! Come on in! You must be Paul’s mom.

Yes I am. Hello.

You didn’t bring Paul?

No, he wanted to stay
home. I hope that’s OK.

No problem. It’s good to see you again. We met at curriculum
night, but didn’t really get a chance to talk.

Yes, there was a lot
of people that day.

There was. So Paul tells me your family is from Romania?

I am from Romania. But
Paul was born in America.

So you must either be a vampire or a gymnast.

(laughing) I am not a
vampire! They are all from Transylvania! My family is from Bucharest, south
from Transylvania. But I was a gymnast; most of my life until college! In my
country all of the girls they do gymnastics.

Does Paul do gymnastics?

No, he likes soccer.

Not baseball?

Not baseball, only
soccer.

Well, let’s talk about his academics.

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By Kristin

In an earlier post, I promised to write about how I transformed my classroom management so that it was student-centered. 

It all started with my third period – a reading intervention class where every child was behind in his or her skills because of one reason or another - often unscholarly behavior.  In my third period I had five boys who were all good friends, and they were in the habit of socializing instead of working.  I made a promise to myself that I wouldn't ever kick them out – an intervention class is the end of the line, and they were behind because of time spent in the office instead of class. National efforts to end discrimination in school discipline, something my district is under investigation for, echo what we already know - African American and Latino students get in trouble more often than their white and Asian peers.  I made a personal commitment to create a classroom that served the most challenging kids, but it wasn't easy.

There were days that when 3rd period began, the boys continued their conversation about Mohammad's shoes not matching his shirt, or what happened in last night's game. I would get Mohammad to sit down and Michael would pop up, arguing with Stephen.  I'd get Michael and Stephen to sit down and Trey and Mohammad and Donald would get going.  I'd get them to all sit down and work, I'd finally have some time to go work with the other students, then Donald would fart and it all fell apart again.  Luckily, there was Sensei.

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By Tom

I teach fourth grade, which means that my students will turn
ten at some point in the next eleven months. There’s something special about
being ten. In a lot of ways, people are more confident and self-assured at age
ten than they’ll be in a long time, if not forever. When you’re ten, you’ve pretty
much mastered childhood. In another year or so, you’ll be in the throes of The
Awkward Years, and then its adolescence, from where there’s no return. Ten year
olds know a lot, but it’s what they don’t know that makes them so fun to be
around.

CSTP is also turning ten. Like my students, CSTP came along
at a time when those of us in education were getting blindsided by the
stupidity that was NCLB, a misguided law that blamed schools for everything
wrong with education. It was the beginning as the great data bath that has consumed
education for a decade. Then came the current administration, which refined the
blame game by targeting individual teachers, touting overbearing evaluation systems
as the silverest bullet.

As this mess has played out in Washington State, CSTP has
played the role of the adult child in the room, reminding the children
adults that you don’t get anywhere by pointing fingers. You get somewhere by
empowering teachers; by helping them help each other become better. You get somewhere
by encouraging teachers to collaborate and by helping them find a voice and
tell their story.

Like my students, CSTP is young; young enough not to have a
vested interest in the battles that consume so many school reform and
anti-school reform stakeholders. And like my students, CSTP has a long,
promising life ahead of it.

Because I honestly believe we’re at the cusp of something
huge. And I truly think that organizations like CSTP are uniquely poised to
take us there. I think that soon we’ll see a great coming-together of all the disparate
fragments in education. Advances in neuroscience and learning theory will
converge with increased private and public funding and the realization that
every cog in the system is important; every parent, every teacher, every
principal, every lawmaker, every venture capitalist, and – most importantly –
every student. We’ll stop blaming schools and teachers for our shortcomings and
instead of blaming someone new, we’ll realize we can actually solve our
problems by working together. And organizations like CSTP, which have always
had that attitude, will become the drivers of this new spirit of cooperation.

Or maybe I’m just being overly optimistic. Which is what you
get from being around ten-year-olds all day.