T. L. C.: Teach. Learn. Change.
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Barbara Douglass
I spent most of my working life teaching in various locations in Canada and with various types of students. My career began when I left university, and I retired after having completed the thirty years required to enable me to have a good pension. In the 1950s, a girl might aspire to have one of three jobs: a secretary (not with my dyslexia), a nurse (not with my fear of blood), or a teacher. That would not be my fate, as almost all the women in my family had been teachers. I would get married; I would have many children! Surprise! I even grew from a terrified beginning teacher to an experienced educator with a genuine love of many students, even the murderers.
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T. L. C. - Barbara Douglass
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Contents
Acknowledgments
Introduction
Alice’s Story
1. Seaview Regional High School (1959–1960)
2. West Island High School (1960–1961)
3. Toronto No Job (Fall of 1961)
4. Supply Work in Toronto (1961–1962)
5. Great Heights Junior High School (1961–1964)
6. Morris Junior High School (1964–1966)
7. Montgomery High School (1966–1967)
8. Homeschooling? (1968–1975)
9. Haifa High School (1975)
10. Tolton Collegiate Institute (1976–1978)
11. New Town Secondary School (NTSS) (1978–June 1988)
12. My Paid Year Off
13. Brooks Collegiate Institute (BCI) (1989–1990)
14. Ontario Detention Center (The West) (1991–1996)
15. Volunteer for Distance Learning at Local Jail
16. Part 1: TLC Afterward
Part 2: Necessary Changes Needed in Education
Acknowledgments
I wish to express my appreciation to my relatives and friends who thought I should write my teaching biography and ideas.
I especially was glad of the suggestions and technical help of Anna Brooks, Steven Douglass, Jan Santos, and Grace Zawitski
Introduction
W hen I was at university, there was no doubt in my mind about my future career. It would be in social work; I would work with children without parents; I would place them in good homes where they were wanted. My family—one grandmother, three aunts, one sister, one nephew, my father, my mother, and my goddaughter—are or were all teachers! Teaching was not to be my fate! It was just a routine, repetitive, almost useless, and frustrating job. There was a strong urge to be different, to really be able to contribute to the world! Considering the recent changes in society and all the single women who are raising their very much wanted children, there might not have been a social work future f or me.
My mother argued with me, saying, Since you will probably get married and never have to work, a teaching license could be useful. Your husband may die early. You can pick up the extra courses to get an education degree as you get your BA.
I would retort, But that will be so much extra work!
Finally, I was also encouraged by my father, who thought that I was so bossy that I would be a good teacher. I gave in. With protests, I did take the boring required courses and completed the BEd degree with the BA. My parents were happy. As much as I now hate to admit it, they had been right! Do you not just hate it when that happens?
Not only that, but I did, as they predicted, get married and did, as I predicted, teach until I had a pension. When I took those education courses, I found they were easy to do and to work into my schedule. There had been one good professor,
Professor Love. He knew my parents, and he had even taught my mother. In his class we received the best pieces of advice. One idea of his was that since we might teach a long time, we would have happier, more successful careers if we were careful not to have the same year’s experience thirty times. Talk about being naive! We laughed at his suggesting a long teaching career. Women at that time did not have careers. They had babies—many of them!
In this book, I tell how I actually did follow Dr. Love’s excellent advice and did fulfill his prediction of having that long thirty-year teaching career. I was employed at many very different school locations. As you read about my good and the bad experiences, rest assured that all the names of pupils and fellow teachers have been changed. After that first awful and horribly stressful year, I had been married. I had even changed my own name. For this writing, I will be using my maiden name, Barbara Douglass. There are chapters about each of the many schools where I taught and about my necessary breaks I took. My best learning experiences involved both teaching situations and those breaks. It has been a fulfilling and wonderfully rewarding life. Undoubtedly teaching had been the best job for me and was where I probably did make my biggest contribution.
Before I begin the recounting of my teaching adventures, I am going to tell you a story of a person I met along the way. She was the inmate teacher, Alice. You will meet her at various times throughout the book. You will gradually realize why she is still, years later, an obsession in my thoughts and my prayers.
Alice’s Story
T he telephone rang. May I please speak to Barb?
No. Sorry, she is still in jail.
The telephone rang again. I would like to speak with Barbara Douglass, please.
I am sorry. She is in jail. May I please take a message?
I am calling from her doctor’s office. I didn’t know the situation. When will she be out?
Probably by four o’clock this afternoon, I would guess.
Would you please have her call us when she manages to get out of jail?
These were not uncommon conversations for my husband to have while I was teaching at the Ontario Detention Center. The following conversation between the two of us was also not uncommon when I would return home for my lunch.
I met the greatest person this morning. She has just joined our girls’ class.
Barb, she is a criminal!
But she is older, and she is going to help us teach in the room. She has been a professional teacher and can work with the girls who have reading problems.
What is she in for?
Well, she has just done fifteen years in the special institution for women in Kingston [P4W]. She will stay at the West for months as she has a parole hearing and hopes to have her sentence reduced because of good behavior.
"OK… What was she convicted of?’
Well… murder… but… well, just as an accomplice.
That was the first day I had met Alice, and I certainly did know her very well by the time she finally went to her patrol board hearing. She was like the many other women who came to the West while waiting in hope of a time reduction in the length of their sentences. She was as lucky as most of them. They were usually allowed to work because it was known that they would never cause trouble. Any incident would send them back to P4W immediately. They were usually the abused women whose husbands had been their victims. I heard their stories. Being a wife, I understood their emotional responses and the reasoning. I could not understand the horrible provocations that they had endured!
So began the developing relationship with Alice. Unlike those other women who had chosen work in the laundry, kitchen, or cleaning, Alice was one of the few to be allowed to use her professional training. I was especially glad as she was a big help in the summer when my classroom partner took his holidays. She could help with reading, crafts, and especially the computer. My skill there was almost nonexistent! She loved to talk. While we had very few things in common, we both had children. She had a foreign name and a foreign religion, and her children had been a long time with her parents in that foreign country.
It took many months, but I gradually learned her story as she gradually learned mine. How different those stories were! Her marriage had been arranged. I was married to the husband I chose. Her husband had been raised to believe his wife was his property. This attitude had led to the belief that he could treat her as he wished, using any form of abuse he wished. My husband never had the illusion that he owned me! She had been led to believe that her marriage was to be endured. I would not have endured. I had promised to obey my husband; that was part of the official service. Neither of us took that seriously! I did not need or want her details! She had been raised in a loving home. Her husband’s treatment of her and of her two sons was psychologically too stressful for her to take. She called her parents; they came and took the boys to their home. That was, supposedly, to be for a short time so she could get some professional help.
From this point it developed into a situation that I had trouble even imagining. At that time she was still in Toronto and went to a well-known clinic. There was no emotional support from her husband, but other patients were helpful as were the therapists. I can vouch for this as I have had other friends who found this clinic to be a very real source of compassion and strength. She returned to her home with her unchanged husband. Now, she had her new friends for support. At this point, it all fell apart and the result was one dead husband and her murder charge.
The two accused perpetrators went to court. Her friend was found guilty of the murder. She was found guilty of being an accomplice murder. In her eyes she had been innocent. What would the parole board decide? Now fifteen years later, she was very hopeful of being reunited with her children and her aging parents.
Chapter 1
Seaview Regional High School (1959–1960)
J an, a fellow graduate, and I had managed to get jobs in the same