"I could hear my heart beating. I could hear everyone’s heart. I could hear the human noise we sat there making, not one of us moving, not even when the room went dark." -R. Carver

Monday, December 30, 2013

The Cheerleader Coach

This post answers one of the questions from the book How Would You Handle It?: Questions For Teachers to Ask Themselves by Aaron S. Podolner.  The book promotes increasing the self-awareness of teachers by answering tough questions in order to improve their educational practice.  

  
Are you meant to be a teacher?  Why do you think that you are?


The first time I taught was as a volleyball coach.  Much of who I am today as a teacher in the classroom is because of the coach that I became early on.  In my first couple of years, a lot of people would make references to me as a “cheerleader” or define my style as  “cheerleaderish.”  This comparison always bugged me.  I have nothing against cheerleaders but my definition of coaching was so much more than this simple generalization.  A coach is a role model, an advisor, a mentor, and a strategist.  A coach is a leader with the goal of transforming a group of individuals into a fully functioning and high performing team.  A coach is a key part of my identity.  It is an honorable title, yet here I was in my first couple of years compared with a group of screaming girls on the sidelines of a high school football game.  Cheerleaders don't even watch the game but rather focus their attention on the crowd.  People did not mean the comparison maliciously but were simply remarking upon a clear observation.  Who could blame them?  There were many comparisons to be made.  However, I wanted to be so much more than that and mentally rejected any sort of association with such a thing as a cheerleader.  

I’ve grown immensely since my first year as a coach.  Over time I came to acknowledge the fact that I was a cheerleader-coach early on and I still am today.  In many ways, I always knew this but it took time for me to be comfortable enough in my own skin to admit to it.  When my team finds success, I am celebrating in a stream of pure joy and unadulterated enthusiasm.  Early on, when my team would be doing well, I’d be jumping up and down and encouraging them from the sideline.  When we struggled, I would work hard to corral them or search for some way to motivate them.  I was intense.  I was full of energy.  At best, I possessed an above average understanding of the game and let my personality do the rest.  I am still all of those of those things today but with a good degree more experience to go along with it.  

The bedrock of that personality is my positive attitude.  Early on, I knew that this was my greatest strength.  It is the characteristic that not only do I think defines me most clearly but is also the one I work the hardest to protect as well as to improve.  Those that study personality psychology debate over whether people are who they are because that is the way they were born or because they chose to be a certain way.  My guess is that it is a little bit of both.  I have a positive self image when it comes to my own optimistic attitude of which I’m not exactly sure when or how it started.  In addition, I make a conscious effort to choose that perspective in almost every situation I encounter.  
 
Though I didn’t appreciate the association with cheerleaders, I did enjoy much of the other praise I received.  People would come up to me at tournaments, people that I had never met and who supported other clubs, to say how much they enjoyed watching me coach.  They appreciated my passion for the game and how I worked with young people.  I would pass these complements off modestly but I’d be lying if they didn’t make me feel some sense of success on the sidelines.  My teams, while not the most successful or the most impressive in terms of wins, always played hard and seemed to enjoy themselves.  It’s hard to say whether this was luck or because of something that I was doing.  I suspect a little bit of both.  

As I grew older though and gained experience, I calmed down on the sideline.  This was as much a purposeful change as a natural progression.  I attribute this calm to a few things.  First, I began to gain more knowledge about the game of volleyball, coaching and most importantly decision making.  It became clear to me that in order for me to start making better decisions on the court, my emotions would need to be controlled to some degree during the game.  Through observing some of the great coaches of sports, calmness under pressure seems to be a characteristic of so many of the best: Phill Jackson, Anson Dorance, Russ Rose and John Wooden.  All of these men stayed calm, communicated clearly with their teams and possessed the clarity of mind to make important decisions during moments of intensity.  This truth was supplemented by all of the reading I’ve done on coaching, leadership and psychology.  Popular psychology author’s such as Malcolm Gladwell and Jonah Lehrer write extensively about all of the research that shows human decision making ability decreases when the body is over-stressed.  There reaches a point in which the body begins to shut down sensory systems and neural pathways when stress becomes too high.  I doubt I’ve ever gotten that worked up on the sidelines but it became clear that if I was going to analyze the game on a higher level, I needed to relax.
This calm also came out of the roles that I played early on.  As an assistant coach, I was forced to take a back seat during matches.  It is actually illegal in Illinois high school volleyball for more than two coaches to stand at the same time. My role during matches was to analyze the serve receive offense of our opponents and anything else about them that could be used to our advantage from in-match observations.  I took notes on each play, charted attack routes and as we progressed through the game was able to make predictions based on the small sample size of information received in a short amount of time.  One reason why I was able to do this was the simple fact that I was sitting down.  I sat down and I watched the other side closely.  Though I did get emotional at times when the game was exciting or close, I was always able to refocus on the opponent and make better judgements than I ever felt I could make.  Assistant coaching helped to relax me as a head coach.  It was a combination of the experience gained, the knowledge learned and the realization that I could influence the game in a very positive way without jumping up and down on the sideline.  One can only sustain that type of energy for a limited time.
Finally, I began to take stats using my iPad from the sideline.  With such an expensive piece of technology in my hands(usually just one) during matches, I could not get as excited as I previously did.  I’m heading into my third season with the same iPad I started with and much of this is because of the fact that I was able to stay cool under pressure and keep both hands safely on the device.   

What became clear was that being a cheerleader coach is in some ways what all good coaches are to a certain extent(though in vastly different ways).  Cheerleaders are the ones that have the organization to get people to do what they do better and with more intensity.  They can motivate the team to play harder or the crowd to root louder in order to accomplish a goal embraced by everyone.  They are always there for a team, encouraging them even in the face of utter defeat and they never lose hope that there is some way that we can turn it around.  Do cheerleaders make tough decisions and provide strategy for the team?  No, of course they don’t.  Yet, I genuinely believe that the most crucial attribute for a coach is that they care about the success of those they are coaching and that is exactly what a cheerleader provides.

My greatest strength as a coach and a teacher, the reason why I was meant to be a teacher, is my ability to encourage and stay positive even in the face of defeat.  Great coaches and teachers have the ability to help their students grow.  They help them to gain skills in their subject but more often than not they help them to grow as individuals.  Growing and learning is tough business.  It causes people to give up what they love and to doubt themselves.  I wouldn’t trade my ability to motivate, to connect, to make kids want to work harder, to see the value in struggling to improve for all of the strategy and decision making in the world.  

My goal is always to grow as a teacher and coach in order to develop all of the aspects that are involved in such a role including my understanding of the game and by ability to make thoughtful decisions based on those understandings.  I must continually remind myself that I am still very young and inexperienced.  It’s hard to say whether I was born with a positive attitude or if the summation of my experiences brought me to this point.  At this point, does it really matter?  What I do know is that I’ve used this outlook to shape every interaction and decision that I’ve made from the beginning.  It shapes the way that I interact with kids, design practice/lessons and carry myself as a coach, as a teacher and as a leader.  The decision making will come as I gain more experience and confidence in myself.  Learning to control my emotions as a coach has helped me greatly in classroom.  Patience is a virtue of mine that is tested every day at school and something I am continuing to develop.  Ultimately, I was meant to be a teacher because I believe that people have the innate ability to grow in anything that they put their mind to.  It provides me incredible happiness to not only watch the process happen but to be a part of such a transformational experience.       

Wednesday, December 4, 2013

Understanding Talent




This is a video that I plan to share with the volleyball team that I coach.  In order for us to be successful, it is important that my athletes understand where exactly talent comes from.  Ability is not something that you are born with but something that you work towards and develop.  The clip stresses the importance of young athletes understanding this concept in order to experience growth.  By not challenging themselves in order to always be successful, students will never be as good as they can be.

See The Talent Code if you're interested in some of the science about talent development.

Enjoy the day,

Alan

Friday, November 29, 2013

Concentrated Fires

All I know is that I want to write a blog.

My name is Alan Newman. I want to be a writer. I teach writing in a middle school but I have never considered myself a writer. It is time that I begin to share my voice and record my thoughts for the world. If you are reading this blog, I thank you. I will try not to waste your time.

This space is going to be called “Hearts of Their Youth on Flame.” The title is inspired from a speech called, “The American Scholar,” given by Ralph Waldo Emerson to a group of Harvard freshmen in their first days of school. After awing in the power of his words, I often wonder about the young students that listened to this speech when it was first given. They were only eighteen after all and probably did not realize that what they listened to that afternoon would become one of the most famous pieces of texts of an entire movement in American writing as well as philosophy. How could they possibly have appreciated the gravity of the situation? They probably were bored, hot and wanted to go enjoy their newly found independence. The last thing that they wanted to do was sit in a crammed hall listening to some professor drone on about thinking freely and independently for over an hour. They wanted to get the party started. I can relate to Emerson, for such is the battle that every educator faces. Every teacher possesses an important message but how they communicate that message to the youth separates the good from the great.

Whether or not his audience was engaged in his oration, Emerson knew what he was talking about and his thoughts on the experience of the Scholar are as true today as they were when he first gave the speech in 1837. I feel obliged to share the passage in which the title of this blog is inspired:

Of course, there is a portion of reading quite indispensable to a wise man. History and exact science he must learn by laborious reading. Colleges, in like manner, have their indispensable office, — to teach elements. But they can only highly serve us, when they aim not to drill, but to create; when they gather from far every ray of various genius to their hospitable halls, and, by the concentrated fires, set the hearts of their youth on flame. Thought and knowledge are natures in which apparatus and pretension avail nothing. Gowns, and pecuniary foundations, though of towns of gold, can never countervail the least sentence or syllable of wit. Forget this, and our American colleges will recede in their public importance, whilst they grow richer every year.

Here, Emerson makes it clear that it is the responsibility of schools to inspire students. This belief is one that I take with me to the classroom every day. Schools must foster a life long love for learning and create an environment that fosters creativity in it’s highest form. Of course, there are endless factors that I cannot control as a teacher. But I can work hard to set the hearts of my students on flame. Though I can’t say that I know how to do that just yet, I promise that it is my number one goal and something that I think about every single day. How can I inspire my students? How can I get them to think independently and creatively? How can I get them excited to come to class and learn each day? How can I build concentrated fires?

These are some ideas that I hope to explore with you in future posts. The purpose my writing in this space is to explore the very nature of motivation and fostering creativity among the youth.

Enjoy the day,

Alan