I always loved the first days of school—the unpacking the boxes
that didn’t need to be packed in the first place and finding reminders of students sprinkled out over my old lesson plans and
calendars. I taught ESL in public schools outside of New York City.
Eventually I made the decision to leave public schools to raise my own
young family. The world went on without me and the classroom had
changed.
When I returned to work I found a different world teaching ESL
part time to university students. It was easy to find a part-time
college-level ESL job in the city. Within a few weeks I had parking
passes to three different campus’s garages and a pile of ID badges. I
was told that the college level would be different than K–12 because
there, students were hoping to build on their listening/speaking and
reading/writing skills and work endlessly on grammar in hopes of passing
the TOEFL or IELTS exam. Some schools had more rigid curricula, others
offered guides or simply a textbook, but my training and my experience
showed me it was best to try to meet the students first and find out a
little about them before designing curriculum. I had to know them so I
could know how to teach them. This soon proved to be a weightier goal
than I thought.
Looking over my class list, I saw a several new names. Along
with Ping, Sung Shin, and Marianella were Ahmed, Rawan, and Fadel.
Previously I worked with a large South American population, but these
rosters didn’t have more than one or two such students. I still needed
something for day one, so I looked through some of my tried-and-true
lesson plans that I had collected over the years and thought I could
introduce a simple unit on food. Food is a big part of my life, and I
felt I could work passionately through it. I would use it as a medium to
initiate conversation through our heavily grammar-based class: past
tense, “What did you eat this morning?”; adverbs of frequency, “I always drink coffee before class”; count and noncount
nouns, “I have many apples and a gallon of milk.” Most importantly, it
would give me insight and a cultural connection into their lives. It all
made sense. Group work planned out. Venn diagrams, realia, a game, a
cloze exercise, a pair-share all poured into a busy week.
I watched students do what they usually do when they settle in, sit near
someone they know or think may be of the same first language, but did I
notice that the women and men sat apart? What did I notice beyond the
clothing? What did I know about their culture, customs, or beliefs? It
was Ramadan, and here I was about to teach a thematic lesson on food.
Looking back on those first weeks, I cringe when I think of the
culturally insensitive mistakes I made. My teacher training program
taught me about understanding cultures and diversity. It taught me to go
beyond tolerance toward respect. I studied and worked with students
from nearly every region of the world except Middle Eastern, Islamic
countries. Perhaps because it was before September 11, their presence
went unnoticed. Or perhaps we were so involved with the students we did
have—the majority Spanish or Chinese speaking—that we didn’t have time
to look outside our classroom families. Regardless, being an effective
teacher is a process, and this was going to be another part of that
process.
It is impossible to clearly define Muslim culture. Islam is
practiced throughout the world in varying degrees. The rules and
practices can change across a street as easily as across a border. There
are around 40 Islamic-majority countries in the world, and to put them
all in the same category would be reckless. The majority do follow the
five pillars of Islam and the teachings of the Qur’an. These values play
a key role in the daily life of Saudi students and need to be
respected.
With the shift in curriculum came other dilemmas. Traditional
group work did not work well in the classroom. Considerations for
ability level or leadership qualities cannot override the fact that
Muslim students are not accustomed to mixing men and women, and for
every effort I’d make to create groups, they’d quickly switch back to
more traditional grouping. This was confusing at first and created
difficulty when I’d have only one or two women in the class. So imagine
you are teaching a class of 20-year-old Saudi men and women and you ask a
man to partner with a woman for an exercise. Although she is here and
accepting of this culture in context, it is possible she would refuse.
She most likely has almost never before talked to a man who wasn’t her
father, brother, or uncle. If that woman was married, and by chance her
husband was in the same classroom, it may never work. I have had some
women happily agree to work with other students, and I have had women
ask that there be a chair placed between them and another student. It
is something to consider on an individual basis.
Hawra
Hawra was a young woman here along with her husband on
scholarship from Saudi Arabia. She and Hamza were in my beginning
listening and speaking class. When she started studying here, she chose
to wear only the traditional hijab and sunglasses. In my windowless
classroom, I thought it odd, but because I had quickly learned to err on
the side of caution, I chose to allow it because she was participating
in class and it made her feel comfortable. After a spring break trip to
Orlando, she returned with a veil. When I asked her why, she said she
saw another woman with it on and so she felt comfortable wearing it. A
problem as an instructor is, if I can’t see her face, how can I tell if
she comprehends what I am saying, let alone hear what she is saying? Her
reading and writing teacher often expressed concern that she could not
rely on Hawra’s nonverbal communication with so much of her face
covered.
The Rest of the Class
International students bring to the classroom something
extraordinary. The leap of faith that they have taken, some of them
still as teenagers, to come to the United States to study English and
learn about U.S. culture amazes me. Many of them report having
experiences that far exceed their expectations. What was noteworthy is
that nearly all the students had the same curiosities about the Saudi
students and welcomed the opportunity to have an open discussion in a
safe environment about culture and expectations.
Marco
Marco was one of my favorite students. He and his wife had left
their home and children for 6 months to study in the United States.
They owned a construction company in Caracas and wanted to do more
business internationally. In 2 days he was king of the school. He was
such a delightful man and spent his days meeting people, shaking hands,
drinking up U.S. culture. Much to his wife’s chagrin, Marco had a hug or
a kiss for everyone. He, of course, was respectful of his fellow female
Saudi students, but he admitted he did not entirely know where the line
was. International students often spend time learning about customs
from each other, about when to bow, when to kiss, and when to shake
hands. Rarely did anyone bring up questions directed at Saudi
women.
In creating a safe classroom where students could feel
comfortable asking questions, Marco, with careful hesitation, was able
to ask, like I did, what was allowed. Can I hug? No. Can I shake your
hand? No. Can I ask you if you have a boyfriend? No. Can I put your
picture on my Facebook page? No. Is this just women or men? And on and
on. We all had questions about this culture that for most of our lives
was a closed society and inaccessible to much of the world. What
happened through this series of discussions demystified many of the
misperceptions and biases we all held. What was transformative about the
discussions that followed was that the students were able to identify
with each other and had a better understanding of their world. It is, of
course, an ongoing discussion. Each semester new students arrive, and
as the days go on this discussion presents itself all over again.
Cultural connections are created; biases are broken down. This is the
reality of our ever-expanding global
classrooms.
Jeanne Malcolm is a doctoral student in the Department of Urban
Education and a lecturer in the English Language Training Institute at
the University of North Carolina at Charlotte. |