As we talked about
the factors contributing to their voice issues, I got to know the frustrations
and the stresses that many of them encountered, whether from pupils or the
system (more often the latter) but sometimes I was lucky enough to hear the
joys too. The latter were nearly all from the teachers who obviously loved
teaching, were passionate about their responsibility to their pupils and, it
seemed to me, were the most effective teachers, good teachers. Sadly, I
couldn’t say that about them all.
Brendan James Murray is one of those passionate teachers. (Hopefully without a voice problem.) He listens to his pupils, endeavours to understand why those who demonstrate challenging behaviours do so. He aims to encourage not only an understanding of literature (his subject) or even a love of literature but learning about emotions and life.
His writing is beautiful – often poetic prose – as he recounts the stories of some of his students and the significant lessons he has learned from them as well as those he has imparted, or tried to impart, to them. He looks back to his own schooldays to inform how he teaches.
The reader shares the journeys some of his students made through an education system that is baffling to me (being from the UK) and frustrating in its inequalities for many of its teachers and students. Many students came from families who had their own struggles. Some students were to face difficulties most young people never even need to think about and as I read, I desperately wanted the best for all of them.
Many schools have
fantastic resources but the best resource is inspired and inspiring teachers. The School has
several. That some students recognised this was demonstrated by their arranging
for their favourite teacher’s favourite author to phone him! (You’ll have to
read the book to find out who it was.)
The School is a book I didn’t want to put down but neither did I
want to race through it – as it deserved time and thought. Brendan James Murray’s
writing is a joy to read. The School taught me something, made me think, made me laugh and made me cry which
is about as good as a book can get.
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