Backstory: The Clincher

In previous posts, I had mentioned the beginnings of the after-school arts program (we have yet to come up with an official name). There were many people involved in this program, but my co-worker, Carissa, and I spearheaded it. When we met with our school donors to propose the program, we received a rather skeptical response: the word "ambitious" was used a lot which was understandable from their end (they were about to give quite a bit of money for a 30-day program) but somewhat frustrating from ours. Carissa and I knew we would pull it off...somehow. Anyways, they approved our proposal and so it went...we had ballet, African drumming, drama, and painting/drawing available to any and all 3rd, 4th, and 5th graders who were interested. Typing it out does make it seem a bit ambitious. I ended up with about 12 students in painting and drawing.

It was after the beginning of this program that I had accepted the position at the private school; but this after-school thing started to grow on me. Sure, there were still behavior issues and all that garbage, but for the most part, my students were focused, serious, concentrated, and consequently produced these amazing pieces of art. I started thinking, "If I could only make my regular, daily art classes like this, I'd be so much happier teaching." I started feeling really attached to this program because I saw the potential of these students coming to fruition, not just in my section, but in ballet, drama, etc. We were tapping into something.

At the end of the 30 days, we had our big showcase: Carissa's students performed their play, "Another Cinderella", the ballet students did their routine as did the African drummers, and my kids had an art show. We hung their work, which I announced was for sale, in our auditorium (which, by the way, for an elementary school is highly equipped...the stage is phenomenal with lighting, lush curtains, storage, sound board. It's pretty sweet.) I can't really explain how phenomenal every student did in their respective fields other than by explaining people's reactions.

1. We had more parents, aunts, uncles, cousins, friends, whoever show up to this event than any other event SP has ever had. Seeing parents in the audience, intently watching their children, was so heart-warming.

2. This was the very first school assembly during which EVERY SINGLE STUDENT was respectful...I mean completely focused and delighted by what they were experiencing. There was no talking, ridiculing, pushing, shoving, or any other nonsense.

3. The chairperson of the foundation got up at the end of the showcase to say a few words and actually shed some tears. I was watching him during the play, ballet, etc., and he was literally on the edge of his seat the entire time. I can't recall everything he said, but he explained to our audience that this is the perfect example of why he chooses to donate his money to inner-city schools/organizations rather than hospitals or universities. He said he wished all those people who doubted his faith in our school could've been there to witness such dedication and talent.

4. Any teacher Carissa and I saw after that showcase said things like, "That was phenomenal" or "In the 20 years I've been at this school, I've never seen anything like this" or "How can I help next year?" or "The kids LOVED it!".

5. Any student Carissa and I saw after that showcase asked us what we'd be doing for next year's program? How can they be involved? When does it start?

6. Each of my painting/drawing students sold one or more pieces of art work and were able to keep the money they earned for themselves. This baffled them, and I'll let you use your imagination as to how excited they were.

I'll stop at 6 because this post is getting too long and could very well go on forever. This event made me truly question my decision to leave SP. All this potential, support, the beginnings of something those kids so desperately need, parent involvement (finally!!), the opportunity to help build such a program and incorporate it into everyday classes.

It felt like a completely different school during that half hour showcase...and I mean COMPLETELY different, like we weren't some poor school in the ghetto of Jacksonville with shootings in the neighborhoods (which did happen during the show, apparently). "Transcend" would be a good word. So, this all played a part in my decision to stay at SP, knowing that everyday will not be fun or easy or stress-free, but an event like that showcase made it all worth it. I feel like Carissa and I laid a foundation for some changes, and I want to see where it goes from here.