Several years back, one of my 7th graders started the year with the worst case of math anxiety I had ever seen. She sat by herself, wouldn’t make eye contact with me or anyone else, and nervously erased her work as soon as she had done it.
As if she was about to suffer for it.
Digging into her backstory, I learned that she hadn’t been able to keep up with the whole-group instruction the year before, and had been assigned a one-to-one aide of the hand-holding variety who tended to embarrass the students he worked with - loudly.
I tried to reassure her that things would be different this time around, and was expecting a look of relief when I informed her that I had managed to cancel the aide this year, but she didn’t even look up.
She didn’t trust me either.
I had gotten permission to pilot the example-based “see it, do it, check it” math method that became You Teach You that year, and after trying to work through each of activities I had created with the whole group of students at once, they started begging me to let them work through the sequence of self-explanatory worksheets on their own, and at their own pace.
Figuring it would be a true test of the method I was still in the process of creating - and would tell me whether or not I should bother to keep creating it at all - I gave in.
When I did, a change seemed to come over her.
First she stopped erasing her work so often.
Then she started filling her notebook with some of the neatest math you’ve ever seen.
Then, without so much as a single word, she started collecting extra assignments off the windowsill at the end of each class period to complete on her own time, and coming into class early the next day to check them against the answer keys.
One Friday, after collecting her usual stack of worksheets at the end of the period, she stopped at my desk, looked me in the eye, and spoke to me for the very first time.
It was to tell me she was leaving.
“I’m moving in with my dad this weekend, and I won’t be coming to school here anymore,” she explained.
I started to tell her I was sorry to hear that, but she cut me off: “My cousin will still be going to school here, though, and I see him every weekend,” she said. “Is there any way he can keep getting these worksheets to me?”
“Of course!” I said, getting a little goosebumpy over the fact that she had even asked. “I’ll make sure he gets all the keys too!”
“Thank you,” she said, again looking me in the eye, and with more than a hint of relief in her voice.
And then, without so much as another word, she simply turned around and left.
And I never saw her again.
Her cousin, though, was a different story. I saw him every Friday afternoon from that point on, like clockwork, when he would stop by my room to pick up the new worksheets I had created that week, along with their keys.
The worksheets had been designed to test my theory that students could teach themselves math, to the point of mastery and at a level of detail I'd previously dreamed of, given a self-checking sequence of materials with a pre-worked example for every problem and type of problem. The pilot program that year was that test, and I had put everything I had learned over the course of my career into it - not to mention every hope I had.
On the last day of school that year, her cousin showed up out of the blue, holding a Thank You card.
I got goosebumpy all over again as I opened it.
“I got myself into ALGEBRA!!!!” she had written, in several colors of Sharpie, with no eraser marks to be seen. The words practically screamed at me, which was amazing coming from a kid who couldn't even look me in the eye several months before.
She had also written, “I never could have done it without all those examples!”
Those words screamed to me too, just as loudly.
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No amount of programs, person or computer interventions, well-rounded curriculums, grants, money, or (fill in the blank) will move numbers from Tier 2 & 3, unless your Tier 1 is a well-designed, learning centered force.
Tier 1 is the key.
Fix it first.