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I am a white middle class man. I have never experienced any form of bigotry that has prevented me from living a successful and happy life. I have never been a victim of any form of social or historical prejudice. I did used to get teased a bit for being tubby but luckily I grew (stretched) and anyway, now I’m in my mid-thirties, most of peers are also paunchy so the jibes don’t exactly come thick and fast. In short, I am lucky. I will never quite understand what it is like to be diminished and reduced to a single ill-informed ideological concept fuelled by hate. Hurrah!

I am also in education. This means that I have a duty to try and make the world a fair and equal place for the children who, over the years, have been under my duty of care. Since I have become a Head I do find that I care more about equality. I don’t mean that as a teacher I didn’t care but I feel different about it now. As a teacher I tried to make my classroom a ‘perfect’ society microcosm, where everyone was equal and we all got on and treated each other with an automatic respect. As a Head I find myself trying to actively seek out the inequalities and exposing them. I no longer think it is good enough to promote fairness or establish rules that, if followed across the world, would establish long term peace and harmony. I also do not think it is effective enough to learn about the impact of prejudice solely through a historical lens. I think we have to show our children what their world is like now and I think we should make them as dissatisfied with the status-quo as they are optimistic about the future.

This feeling has grown stronger as I have gotten older. And, in recent times, my own awareness of ‘what it is like’ for others has developed through perhaps the most middle-class medium there is: theatre.

Over the summer I saw several shows at the Edinburgh Fringe Festival that were as educational as they were brilliant. They tackled issues such as mental illness, disability and sexism and if I were an education minister, I’d put them all on the national curriculum.

First up, the wonderful @themeganford wrote and performed her one-woman show ‘Feminasty’. In a series of crystal clear and brutally funny monologues she presented the world of misogyny that is all around us. Several of her sketches involved teenage girls not just succumbing to but accepting the low-expectations and superficial high-pressures that girls, all over the world, are subjected to. She presented the every-day sexism that permeates our society and as the show continued I thought about all the girls in my school and I got really cross. I got cross because not only does it, quite frankly, suck, that our modern world is still so archaic in its expectations and representation of women in society, but also because many of the older girls in my school are already conforming to and accepting these standards. I agree with @themeganford that it’s time to step it up a gear. Children can spot inequality from a mile off so we need to start being more explicit with them about the impact sexism has on society. Girls and boys need to start getting angry so they no longer accept the inequalities that are waiting for them as they become teenagers and adults. We need our children to get feminasty.

Then there was ‘Backstage in Biscuitland’ performed by @touretteshero which explored the life story and experiences of Jessica Thom who was diagnosed with Tourettes in her twenties having had tics since she was child. It was quite frankly the most heart-warming and, at times, hilarious hour I think I had at the Fringe. Jessica explained, clearly and beautifully, what it was like to have verbal tics (she described it like being a fish getting involuntarily yanked whilst caught on a fishing line) and shared some painful experiences of having Tourettes in public. The show was also, and more importantly, a joyous celebration of Jessica’s life with Tourettes (with her tics, at times, taking centre stage) and of the friends and family that help her. In terms of knocking down prejudices I don’t think any show could achieve more. Again, I thought about how valuable this show would be for children as it explores acceptance (of yourself and others) and educates everyone, in the most natural way, about tolerance. An incredible show that, although different in approach to Feminsasty – it diminishes prejudice through clarity of understanding rather than through outrage and satire – is equally as enlightening.

Even more personal was ‘Fake it til you make it’ a show by performance artist Bryony Kimmings and her partner Tim Grayburn about clinical depression. This explored the pain and stigma of depression, particularly how it affects men, ‘real men’ and their relationships. Tim is not a professional performer but was an account manager at a top advertising firm who spent his adult life hiding his depression from the world. Six months into their relationship Bryony discovered that her new boyfriend suffers from severe clinical depression and this performance piece charts their story. What is remarkable is not just that this is a ‘true story’ but that Tim performs and shares his personal experiences again and again. It was tender and powerful, exploring a subject that is rarely talked about. Once again, as an educator, I reflected on my own school community. How many boys in my school feel the same as Tim? How many Dads? How many families are at breaking point because of a mental illness that they feel unable to open up about? As educators we have a duty to bring these issues to the surface without of shame or stigma. I am not a massive ‘performance art’ chap but this show achieved that feat in one hour and more effectively than any circle time.

Schools will always hold some responsibility for supporting children through life that goes far beyond academia. In recent times it seems there is more to tackle in terms of what’s going on outside the classroom than there is within it. Schools cannot fix everything that is broken. But we can do our best to instil, in our pupils, the right attitudes forged through a greater understanding. To do that we have to use the full gamut of weapons in our arsenal. I propose that theatre and performance is something we use too sparsely. Sometimes nothing explores an issue more effectively than a few people talking about it on a stage in front of you. Even when it’s in the news (Noma Dumezweni playing Hermione, for example) theatre can cause great debate. While we’re talking about Noma Dumezweni, her performance in Penelope Skinner’s ‘Linda‘ – a play that also expertly explored our perceptions of women in society – was exceptional, so don’t worry Potter racists. When it’s performed in front of you however, theatre can result in so much more: it can change your viewpoint. It can provide you with an insight that gives you pause for thought and can change your own perception or attitudes in a way that is more long-lasting than an argument, public debate or PSHE lesson. It seeks out to show you what you may be unware of but what is definitely out there. It can inform your ignorance, needle your conscience and test your resolve. Theatre allows you to change your mind.

Letting go

Mr Rochester
“I am no bird: and no net ensnares me: I am a free human being with an independent will.” Jane Eyre to Mr Rochester

 

 

I don’t know who you are. I don’t know what you want. If you’re looking for ransom I can tell you I don’t have money, but what I do have are a very particular set of skills. Skills that I have acquired over a very long career. Skills that make me a nightmare for people like you. If you go now that’ll be the end of it. I will not look for you, I will not pursue you, but if you don’t, I will look for you, I will find you…and I will blog.

Liam Neeson in Taken 4 (probably)

I have moved on. In short, earlier this year my school suffered a terrible Ofsted. At the helm was a bull-headed and bullying lead inspector who steered her team and drove forward, regardless of any evidence, a judgement that was as inaccurate as it was cruel. We fought it. The report was overturned and re-written. I complained. Numerous aspects of my complaint were upheld. That felt like closure. My school remained afloat and moving forward, but I was left feeling battered and bruised, to the point that I’ll happily take issue with any teacher who claims leaders are not on the ‘front line’ of education.

I have moved on but I can’t let go. I think the reason is because this lead inspector is a practising Head Teacher. I just can’t get my head around that. Why would a fellow Head go into a school that had improved so much over the last two years and seek to destroy it? Why would a fellow Head seem hell-bent on opposing the views of HMI, the local authority, the parents, the school itself and the fact that levels of achievement, for all children, had risen year on year? I just couldn’t understand why another professional wouldn’t play fair, favouring instead to discredit the achievements of a whole school and belittle the school in front of its community.

Like an itch you just have to scratch, I began to research her school. I wanted to know what her school was like. It must be something pretty special in order for her to have the chutzpah to give my moderately successful school such a ticking off. I was rather surprised, therefore, to see that achievement in her school had been steadily declining for the last three years, with the 2014 results hitting an all-time low of 64% of pupils achieving Level 4 in reading, writing and maths. When looking at the socio-economic context of her school, I learned that it is situated in a highly disadvantaged area, unlike mine, but our value added scores for 2014 were identical: 99.5 – both of our scores having dipped from the year before (hers for reading, mine for maths). And so, when I saw that she had been visited by Ofsted two months after me, I wondered if her team had been as unforgiving of her as she had of me.

Apparently not.

Her report came out as good, with outstanding features. And, as far as I can tell from comparing our two reports, there had been some pretty conflicting messages communicated during our two inspections. Whereas she had clearly told me that because only 87% of pupils made expected progress in maths, we should consider ourselves inadequate; her team judged her dip, resulting in 85% of pupils making expected progress in reading, to be nothing more than a blip. Whereas her team then went on to judge her leadership to be outstanding because she knew about the dip and promised that it would never happen again, she categorically told me that I was inadequate for letting it happen in the first place and ‘over-optimistic’ and clueless because I suggested that it wasn’t going to happen again. Whereas her team praised her internal data that showed things were improving, she discredited mine, claiming it was bogus and that my predictions were ludicrously inflated.

Now I know that inspections are not based on data alone and that maybe during her inspection she showed that she was a highly effective leader, whereas I apparently showed myself to be a…what was it she called me? A man with his ‘head in the clouds’. Maybe in 2015 she would be proved right, justifying the praise and adoration outlined in her Ofsted report. But imagine my surprise when I clicked on this year’s performance tables and saw that her reading progress had, well, not exactly swelled, from 85% to 87%. Not only that, but her value added score has fallen to 98.1. As I say, I know it’s not all about the data, but doesn’t this contradict Ofsted’s judgement of her leadership? Does this not mean that her promises to rectify her ineffectiveness to raise standards of reading have ended up sounding rather hollow?

What will Ofsted do now? Will they return and question her as to how this happened on her watch? Again.

I know they will visit me again. I know that they will return to question this Head who has, according to the last report, ‘over-inflated’ opinions about the standards his school achieves. Maybe they will be confused as to how the outcomes we achieved in 2015 were almost identical to the ones I predicted we would get during the last inspection. Maybe they will wonder as to how this incompetent leader got any green on his Raise Online and achieved an above average value added score with results that placed his school in the top ten performing schools within the city? Maybe they will dismiss our three year 20% growth in achievement and complete close of the gap between our disadvantaged pupils and their peers as nothing more than a blip. A long, three-year blip. Who knows?

But back to this lead inspector. It was with some personal interest that, upon hearing the news that Ofsted were culling a large number of their inspectors as they were considered to be unfit for purpose, I enquired if my very own lead inspector would end up on the slagheap. To my dismay, I learned that she is still inspecting. Despite having had one of her inspection reports completely re-written due to the fact that it was proved to be highly inaccurate; despite the fact that her knowledge of data analysis was deeply flawed; despite the fact that she did in fact judge individual lessons; despite the fact that one of the complaints that was upheld, based on evidence provided by one of the additional inspectors, was about her bullying behaviour throughout the inspection; despite the fact that HMI found her evidence base to be lacking, in order for her to make the judgements she did; despite the fact that she mis-represented comments from the school’s senior leaders when writing up her report; despite the fact that she did not follow protocol during the final feedback meeting with the local authority; despite the fact that other schools have complained to the local press about her; despite the fact that she came into a school with a fixed agenda and stuck rigidly to it and despite the fact that she is not HMI accredited…she is still inspecting. I have been told that she will no longer lead inspections but she is still out thete.

Finally, and because, unlike her, I like to be thorough, I couldn’t help but click on her school’s website to see how she had presented her 2014 poor results to her community. At first I thought I had got the wrong school. Because, the results that were being publicised were not the same as the results on the performance tables. According to her, 83% of pupils achieved a level 4 in reading in 2014. And yet, according to the DfE only 71% did. A similar pattern occurs for all other subjects: she claims 95% achieved level 4 in maths when only 83% did; she claims 85% of pupils achieved level 4 in the grammar test and yet the DfE seem pretty certain only 67% did. Maybe her school results omit certain pupils that DfE hasn’t updated, or maybe she forgot to change the date on the website, or maybe these were her unvalidated 2015 results. But guess what? I checked. These are not her 2015 results, according to the DfE. Far from it. Sadly, I can’t actually check what she is claiming for this year’s results because her school’s website is currently under construction.

So why can’t I let go? Am I just bitter? Is it just sour grapes? Is this just a petty grudge?

No.

I think schools have a right to know that rogue, unprofessional and incompetent inspectors are still out there. I think Ofsted should know that one of their own is a living breathing disgrace to their organisation. I think Ofsted should go back and question the claims made in a ‘good with outstanding features’ report when promises are not delivered. I think the professional community should know that when a Head is falsifying information on their website it is followed up and dealt with. I think the professional community should know that Ofsted does not give Heads who are also inspectors an easy ride when inspecting their schools. I think the professional community should know that inspectors who ride roughshod over the inspection framework get punished.

In short, I think we all deserve better than her.

When I know that, I’ll let it go.

Stop making us all look bad

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I’ve lost count of the number of times I’ve defended leadership on twitter. I often cannot get through a clean swipe of my twitter feed without stumbling upon a number of anti-leadership hashtags or links to blogposts outlining a range of grievances, that are then followed by a multitude of ‘Yeah, all leaders are all rubbish aren’t they?’ comments from readers. Any leader, it seems, can be used for target practice: senior, middle, senior-middle, middle-junior, junior-senior-middle, senior-phase-to-the-middle. According to Twitter, we all suck!

And whenever I read the comments, the complaints about lesson observations, work monitoring, marking policies, performance management, and all the other tasks that leaders are put on trial for, I can’t help but feel frustrated.

‘But these things are important!’ I want to scream. ‘They help make things better!’

And, I really believe that. I’m a leader. I’m a leader and I do all of the above. If I didn’t, my school wouldn’t be where it is today. I tell my teachers that these things matter. I tell my teachers that if they engage with these processes then they will get better. Even if you’re my ‘best’ you still deserve my time and expertise so that you can develop further. I also, really believe, that what I have to offer you, in terms of my insights into your effectiveness, is valid advice.

So, to see generic outpourings of hate for school leaders hurts me. It hurts me because it shouldn’t be like that. It hurts me because deep down, I truly believe that leaders care about education and that this dismissive attitude towards leadership hurts education.

Teachers should be more open. Teachers should respect their leaders so that together they can improve the quality of education for everyone.

That’s what I believe, and I don’t care who knows it.

So, imagine my absolute horror when I was shown, from another school, a second year teacher’s appraisal targets. This teacher is terrified and when I saw a summary of their targets it was easy to see why. Target one had achievement targets such as ‘85% of pupils to achieve mastery in writing’ and target two clearly said that every lesson observation ‘must be judged outstanding’. There was then a list of all the monitoring that would take place over the year: 12 book looks, 6 observations, that sort of thing. What I found particularly alarming about this list was not the quantity of it throughout the year but the added caveat that although teachers will know the week that observations are taking place, they would not know in advance the precise day or subject.

Now, I don’t know the school, and I wouldn’t presume to judge it based on a second-hand perspective so I offered up some questions that the teacher may want to ask their line manager. These included:

  1. What are you classifying as mastery?
  2. What does 85% of children achieving mastery equate to in terms of rates of progress from the end of the previous year?
  3. Why are lessons still being judged?
  4. Why am I, a teacher in their second year, being expected to perform so highly?
  5. What support is going to be put in place for me if I am only judged to be ‘good’?

I felt that these questions would be acceptable for any teacher to ask their boss, especially in the world of performance related pay. Now, as I said, I don’t know the school and I only have this teacher’s perspective, but as I read these targets a single thought began buzzing around my brain like an angry wasp that is stuck in a jar without any jam. That single thought was:

Oh man….Twitter was right!

Now, there’s plenty of things that I consider to be odd/inappropriate/wrong with this teacher’s appraisal targets, but, like I said, I don’t know the school, so I can’t comment. But the one point I cannot let go; the one point that really makes me cross is this one:

You’re not going to tell people when they’re being observed or in what subject?

Well, I’m sorry, but that’s just irresponsible leadership. And don’t give me that ‘well it shouldn’t matter what lesson it is, you should always be trying your hardest’ justification nonsense. What you’re really doing is trying to play the big bad boss. You’re acting tough by being mean. You are pretending to set high expectations but all you’re really doing is fostering fear through a culture of high-stakes performance management. I do a ton of monitoring. Me and my leadership team are all over the planning, the books and we’ve done more lesson observations this autumn than I had during my own NQT year. But at least my teachers know and understand that it’s all developmental as opposed to judgmental. They might find it ‘uncomfortable’ but they don’t fear what I’ll have to say afterwards. This ham-fisted approach to accountability (jumping out of a cupboard with a clipboard declaring this lesson not to be outstanding) will only serve to push your staff further away. They will fear you rather than respect you. They will hear your ‘next steps’ but they will not be listening to anything that they will value. You have forced their hand into considering themselves to be more professional than you and I can’t say I blame them. You may consider yourself a leader but I doubt anyone truly follows you.

So please, enough with the tough talk. You make all of us look bad. Leadership is hard, don’t make it harder by acting like a tyrant.