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11+ angst – Life at the Coal Face
It’s a tense week in the pencil case this week, and turning on the radio has me breathing into a paper bag. No, not The Archers trial, the leaked report that Theresa May is considering bringing back Grammar Schools – that darling education panacea of the right.
For some of us, they never went away, and this Saturday my precious first born sits his 11+. If you thought I was anxious about Son2’s Year 2 SATS, brace yourself.
We live in Warwickshire, which was so laid back it never quite got round to abolishing them in the 70s
I passed my 12+ back in the 80s, I skipped into the Girls’ Grammar. Jolly hockey sticks was never my bag but I did whip up a storm on the debating team. I passed all of my exams with flying colours, went to a great university and walked into an exciting career. I should be Grammar School’s greatest fan. And indeed, this path is very much what the politicians have in mind when they wave the Selective Flag.
And yet, 25 years and two children later I’m not sure they stack up.
The argument in their
There was still a whiff of meritocracy in my youth.
But oh how far we have come.
The world looks a lot less like Matilda, hundreds of miles from
What seems to matter is the levels of commitment and anxiety in your parents.
For one, you now have to apply and children sit the exam on a Saturday morning. I’m sure some children beg their parents to let them take it, but there are plenty more who decide it’s probably not for them.
Second, it’s this Saturday! This Saturday! Some children have been
And then there’s the tutoring. I hold my hands up and say that my son has had a tutor. The test he has to take is supposed to be ‘tutor proof’ but you can’t help it. We momentarily thought about sticking to our principles but knuckled under.
There’s no avoiding that fact that the 11+ is a competitive exam. There aren’t enough school places in the borough,
An arms race ensues. No matter what anyone says, if you take two children of the same ability, and give one plenty of practice and send the other one in cold, the practiced child will do better. The biggest wallets and the sharpest elbows will win the day. I wouldn’t call it hot housing, but we found someone who could persuade him to sit down and concentrate for 45 minutes at a time, be familiar what the questions might look like and make him believe it was something he was
Obviously there are parents who prepare their own children at home – but this is largely dependent on the patience of the parent, and the lack of access to gin and beta blockers.
And small children are horrible, really horrible. They
And I would walk away from it all tomorrow, except for the overwhelming feeling that whatever I do, I’m failing him.
He’s an intelligent boy who, at 10, I would argue has yet to decide whether to use his powers for good or evil. He is my baby boy who I still sing to sleep, and read bedtime stories to. He can’t even be persuaded to
The exam will test him on his vocabulary, his maths and his ability to pick out a pattern. It will not test him on his passion or enthusiasm for learning. It will not test him on his leadership skills, or a knack for conflict resolution. They will not test him on his Mr Ripley like ability to lie
What we need is for the next generation to be innovative, creative, push boundaries, lead people, motivate those around them, be resilient enough to get up again when things don’t go their way, to collaborate even when they don’t like the other person. These are not necessarily going to be found in a school where everyone is of the same ability and
So why are we bothering? Well the school we do actually want him to go to is what is known in the trade as a Bilateral school. It has a grammar intake and a non-selective intake. They are streamed separately, but the movement is fluid so there is the change to move up later in the school (or down). It’s co-ed, so my son will leave school knowing how to work alongside members of the opposite sex without seeing them as a distraction to the serious
Which, I hear you cry, sounds suspiciously like a Comprehensive. Spooky. But, although it’s our catchment school, we live too far away to get into the non-selective stream so Grammar is the only option.
And the alternatives are schools a church school, a free school which doesn’t yet have a building and one that has just gone into special measures. I’m sure all do a great job, with great teachers but they are constantly fighting against the reality that the brightest, wealthiest and most aspirational kids have been
It’s no secret that in all the media debates, the 80% alumni are rarely in favour. The divisions and inequalities become cemented for their entire teenage years.
And for the glorious 20% who pass, I’m not sure it raises the children that we want. For all the pride I have in my qualifications, I’m not overly
Because for all the wonders of my illustrious education I now, at 41, can see its flaws. I achieved academically but it was at the expense of other things. A sense that failure, any failure was something to be feared, a sense that being one of the clever ones meant that I wasn’t meant to find things
So it would just be a refreshing change if the Government were honest. They want a return to Grammar Schools because old people like them, and rich people who would like to avoid private school fees if they can – and these are the people who vote for them. Grammar Schools are great if they believe that every parent should be given the opportunity
If they were serious about social mobility, they wouldn’t give a stuff about the segregation of 10 year olds. They would make sure that all schools were great, with valued and rewarded teachers. They would let the bright children shine, fulfil their potential, and not slap them with a £40,000 debt for the privilege. They would make sure that there was a job for them to go to that had a future, or at least a proper contract and a decent wage. And they would make a half
And then they could shove their non-verbal reasoning.
I had a dream about the 11+this week. I dreamt that after the first test all the children had a break and were then led back into the exam hall, which had been transformed into a Total Wipeout course; the first ones who made it to the end were in. Fingers crossed.