I am a old, wire twisting,
engineer/inventor type that has an awful time stringing words together...In 1958 My wife and I started Arkansas Industrial Electronics
Co.. This gave me a legitimate reason for me to do what I love best in the world, solving
problems that other people have given up on, getting to twist lots of wires, and just
plain old fixing things. (Note: When people ask what I do for a living, with
tongue-in-cheek I cryptically reply "I twist wires for a living" and it is the
absolute truth!)
In the early eighties I became alarmed that the
University of Arkansas was graduating engineers who had never had a screwdriver in their
hand. I believe that being practical and engineering were one and the same and in my
opinion, calling these guys engineers was a travesty. I contacted a few of the professors
at the University and asked about adding some practical laboratory experiences. In a
patronizing way they explained to me that this was a theoretical engineering school, whose
curriculum was dictated by a national accreditation board. Also, they, the professors,
didn't need any practical experience to teach the subjects, so why should the students
need any, in order to graduate. Grrr.
Realizing that there was little time in college for
extracurricular Lab work, Mary and I started a Science and Engineering B.S.A. Explorer
Post for high school students in the basement of our home town university. Eventually we
called our program Project Lab and moved out of the B.S.A. environment.
I had never thought of myself as a teacher (still
don't), and I was amazed when I discovered that I was having as much fun working with
these extraordinary youths as I ever had twisting wires. Over a period of years I became a
advocate for searching out and enriching engineering talent wherever we could find it, and
a tireless student of how best to achieve that goal. Last year I wrote an article about
what "our kids" taught us, while they were having fun teaching themselves in
Project Lab's non-threatening, very practical environment. The article concerns
imagination, creativity, curiosity and learning.
About three years ago one of our Project Lab adult
advisors (mentors) had a three year old son who was declared to have ADD. I had heard of
ADD but did not have a good idea of what it meant. I only knew, that in my opinion, his
son was perfect in every way. I went out that day and bought 'Driven To Distraction' by
Dr. Hallowell.
Over the years we had come to the stark realization
that the youth that were successful in Project Lab were somehow different from their peer
group. In an effort to understand just what was going on and to aid in fine tuning our
program, we studied such diverse subjects as anagrams, birth order, Johnson O'Conners
aptitude testing, Meyers-Briggs personality types, right brain/left brain (I think this is
a no brainer) and much, much more in a search for discovering some offshoot of psychology
that would, help us characterize those youth that were being successful in our program
(only four out of every ten members stayed with us for the full four years of high
school). I was very curious as to why the empirical methods we had developed through trial
and error seemed to work so well for the successful kids, and wanted to see if we could
find the key that would make it possible to improve our methods even more.
Over the years we worked up a crude list of
commonalties that seemed to spell out the differences between the youths that were
successful in our program and the ones that weren't. The list didn't make much sense, was
disjointed and seemed somewhat uncomplimentary to some of the most wonderful people I had
ever had the pleasure of working with. I could have been knocked over with a feather when
I found the same list, with even many more identifying characteristics in Dr. Hallowell's
book. I had finally found the lead that we had been looking for and horrors upon horrors,
the professionals who were pursuing the subject were not only calling "my kids"
names but were trying to change them into the kind of kids that we had long ago given up
as technically clueless. I couldn't believe it then, and I still don't. It has taken me
three years to poke around with my new insight and each day gets more exciting. Because
Thom Hartmann's explanation fits "my kids" perfectly, I have adopted his concept
of the genetic hunter as a totally valid concept. For "my kids", the concept is
seamless and one that I have become proud to identify with.
In an attempt to get feedback from science teachers
as to whether we were on the right track or not, we set up a booth at the last National
Science Teachers Convention. As the teachers came by the booth we asked them a few simple
questions in an attempt to determine whether they were genetic hunters or farmers and
asked what they thought of the idea. I have never seen such negativism towards a new idea.
Our survey uncovered an interesting trend that indicates about ninety five percent of the
chemistry and physics teachers were genetic farmers and ninety five percent of the biology
teachers were genetic hunters. Only a few of the teachers were curious enough to pursue
the subject far enough to get an idea of where we were coming from. (We really had a ball
with those that did). In our local area we have conducted a limited search for teachers
with genetic hunter characteristics. We had hoped that in bringing them together some
synergy could be generated by their acting as a group. So far we have identified about
eight teachers. Unfortunately, the project has completely stalled for reasons that I
believe are related to purely hunter traits. (A few of the teachers seems to have a strong
dislike of the close relationship between the genetic hunter concept and ADD. They
apparently cannot stand the idea that they, in any way have any ADD characteristics and
are reluctant to be part of a group that is so labeled).
I have not had much experience with youth that have
had the extreme symptoms that I read about in text on ADD. I was somewhat surprised to
find that a small percentage of our Project Lab youth had been identified as having ADD
and even more surprised to learn that a few of those had been on prescribed drugs. We met
in the evenings and apparently most of the drugs effects had worn off by the time I worked
with them. Until we discovered the creative/ADD link it never occurred for me to ask them,
and they never thought to mention it. Most of our early Project Lab kids were decent
students and were definitely headed towards college.
A few months after discovering the ADD link several
factors coincided which considerably changed our lives. The first was when the local
university added automatic gates on their parking lots and charged one hundred and fifty
dollars for a card to get in. This meant that our kids had to park about a quarter mile
away and walk the distance with both their tool box and their project under their arms,
through a wooded area which was pretty messy when it rained. As this was a no-credit
course and they were all volunteers, they voted with their feet and our attendance dropped
precipitously. About the same time the state of Arkansas opened a Math and Science
residential high school in a town about sixty miles down the road. The lure of having a
whole school of science students to work with was too great and we moved our volunteer
Project Lab efforts to that school. We were there for about two years (often three days a
week for about five to eight hours at a time). I was very disappointed in the overall
success of our program. The young adults that joined our program were more than just
outstanding, but out of three hundred students in the school, we had less than ten who
were even remotely interested and only three that really made our efforts worth the time
invested. It turns out that the school was populated with what I call over achievers whose
sole interest was in getting good grades. They were not in the least interested in
learning anything just for the fun of it. I have written a lengthy summary of what I
thought about the school. While we were there we had a lot of fun tinkering with the
genetic farmer/hunter concept. All of these kids were gifted and talented and most of them
definitely belonged to the hunter group. Our small group very obviously had strongest
hunter characteristics in the school. I often wondered if our core group's hunter
characteristics was one of the main factors that kept the other youths at bay.
After two years of one-hundred and twenty miles of
travel each trip, we were kind of worn out and decided to find something closer to home.
For some time I had been fascinated by the thought that some of these strong hunter
characteristics were to be found in the "bad" kids. (After all, I was around
their age when I got crosswise with public schools and I was curious if I could use these
kids to help me figure out what went wrong so many years ago). Our home town has an
alternative school for junior high students that get thrown out of their regular school. I
told their principal that we were interested in seeing if his youths were able to learn
technical things when presented using the techniques we had learned through experience. He
gave us a large school room and set aside some time in the schedule. We built tables and
found lots of things to take apart and supplies to build things from. The program only ran
four months, but we had school officials coming by to see how in the world we ever got
Mary or Johnny or whoever to work so consistently for over two hours at a time. All we
could say was that "we found out what they wanted to do and then got out of their
way, they did the rest by themselves". The officials would invariably shake their
heads and mumble something about "I have never seen them sit still for over five
minutes at a time". It was in this school of "dumb" kids that could not
keep up and/or caused trouble all of the time that I made a pivotal discovery that I now
accept as the gospel. A) The kids I worked with were every bit as smart as the ones that
we had worked with at the Math and Science high school!!!! B) From that experience and
subsequent investigations, I have come to believe that any kid who has learned to run and
talk, has all of the brains necessary to intellectually do anything they want to in life.
c) The problems they are experiencing are almost wholly caused by the adults in their
lives, who, through word or deed, damage them to the point that they feel un-empowered to
deal with life. They withdraw or rebel. D) By my definition, every kid that we worked with
was a strong genetic hunter and for the most part, their keepers (it was a sort of jail)
were strong genetic farmers. The friction between the two groups was palpable. It was a
rough, course group of kids like none we had ever before experienced, but we learned to
enjoy each other and I certainly came to appreciate how far these kids had to come to meet
us half way. They were all busy at some hands-on science project that they had chosen from
a pool of projects. They were working at such things as making printed circuit boards or
motors, hooking parts together to see what they would do, learning how to use meters and
oscilloscopes, learning about Morse code, running our beginner experiments on AC and DC
circuits, and of course thoroughly enjoying taking things apart. None of them had ever
done any of these things before and initially had no idea how to get started. The hardest
part was to get them to initiate their own action. They were all accustomed to waiting to
be told exactly what to do, how to do it and when to do it which is totally backwards to
our Project Lab philosophy.
Without a doubt the most fun we have had was during
our latest adventure which took place in a private elementary school. For some time we had
been told that we needed to get youth started at an earlier age but for one reason or
another we never got around to it. After a short conversation with the headmaster of this
school we were invited to come and try our ideas out on some of his kids. I had enjoyed
the high school bunch because they had some life experiences that I could draw parallels
from and most of them had completed some form of science course before we got them. They
certainly had had algebra and usually had pretty good math skills. All of which help in
hands-on project building. What would we do with second graders? I never should have
worried. We took our high school program to these youngsters almost intact and they loved
it. In fact I think that they did better work than almost any student to date. Their
enthusiasm was much greater, they caught on much faster, and their intellectual learning
rate was as good as any teenager I have ever worked with. I was startled at how easily
they learned complex electric circuit concepts and the use of all manor of tools. I was
pleased to see that at this age there was little difference between the girls and the
boys. They did so well that if I believed in such things, I would say that all of these
kids were engineers in a prior life. Our biggest problem was that these kids had not
developed good interpersonal skills and they often had squabbles over who was going to get
to use what tool first or who was going to take a particular piece of equipment apart.
This kind of argument was almost music when compared to the high school students arguing
over who was going to HAVE to take something apart. We were fortunate to have had the
opportunity to initially work with a much larger group than we ended up with. By some
magical formulae that we have noticed before, the genetic hunter kids gravitated towards
our program and the genetic farmers went away. After a few weeks, there was little
question who would be in our permanent group. After working with these hunter kids, I am
even more convinced that a different school system is necessary for them to reach their
full potential. They will never be completely successful in the farmer schools as they are
now operated. Note: The most outstanding boy in our program was failing the second grade
and driving his teachers crazy. He was taking Ritalin at the beginning of school and at
noon in an effort to keep him under control. by three o'clock (about the time of our
arrival) we were told that most of the drug would have worn off and that we would not be
able to do any thing with him. SURPRISE: He did better work than everyone except an
unusually special young lady who was neck and neck with him. He stayed on task (a term I
have come to despise) for hours on end, looking up only to ask questions and make succinct
observations. The school officials could not believe it was the same kid. I am hard
pressed to describe the emotions that I had when after each session, on his way out, he
would hug me and in his own fashion, say how much fun he had had. That is what education
should be, and how a kid should feel about it. Why is his school having to drug him just
to get him to sit still?
Well, maybe that will explain how I have gotten so
bent out of shape about what is happening to "my kids". The real question is;
can I really see something that seems to be invisible to almost every one else? I
certainly feel uncomfortable in this position. It makes me want to go somewhere and hide,
but that's not the usual way that I react to tough problems. My nature is to dig in and
keep plowing forward with all of my impulsiveness working overtime. However, I am meeting
with such a solid wall of resistance from all of the experts, including a relative who is
specializing in the field (he won't even return my calls) that I wonder just how much good
I am doing or will be able to do as a single voice that has no degrees or expert status to
wave about and open doors. The only thing of which I am certain is that it will be very
hard to go back to just twisting wires after my soul has been touched by the lives of such
remarkable people as "my kids"!
