How could I have known that a random free book at a local flea market would turn out to be so rich, personal, and moving?
It's the simple story of an English village schoolteacher during an ordinary academic year in 1955. She teaches grades 1-5 together in one room (preschool takes place in the other room), lives in the designated house across the lane, and pops home during recess for tea. The account is full of day-to-day details and charming in every way.
Though the school facility is decidedly not state-of-the-art — the roof leaks perpetually, there is no plumbing, the schoolyard so small that they must use a farmer's field for games — the teachers offer a rich and vibrant education that includes nature study, music, excursions, art, handicrafts, and great literature. Perhaps precisely because of limited resources, the school is a focal point in village life, the children or the building playing a key part in festivals and events throughout the year. The vicar stops by regularly to talk to the children and teachers; the school organizes an event to raise funds for replacing the church roof. The children decorate the church for the harvest festival, where they also sing; the vicar and his wife accompany children and villagers on an outing to the seaside. Even just between church and school there is a bond of mutual interest, sacrifice, and harmony, and this same bond extends, in different ways, to the rest of the community.
I was inspired by how seasoned and foresightful the character of Miss Read was. Having weathered many a schoolyear, she has pretty accurate knowledge of how to manoeuver her classroom through quotidian challenges and handle emergency situations with equanimity when they arise. Her example has led to me think more carefully about my own small mixed-grade school and the conditions — both practical and theoretical — under which teaching and learning can flourish.
Also of particular interest was how to book described the students' experience from time to time, considering them as real characters in the story. This was a poignant reminder that even though education may be the teacher's bread and butter, education is actually not all about the teacher.
This is without a doubt one of the most influential books I've read lately; it has given me all sorts of delicious food for thought and shining ideals to strive for.