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The Hip School Where the Arts Rule

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Arts classroom scene with handful of young children and an adult

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By Ernie McCray

I had moments not too long ago when I thought that I just might not be around in 2017 – based on the complete lack of energy I was enduring day after day, with my belly under siege by some bacteria that just didn’t want to leave.

But I’m still here on the scene, happy as a lark, slowly getting back to my routines. Wanting to write something regarding my making it to 2017, I checked a writing prompt website and chose number 17 of the choices, as a symbol for 2017, and it read: “In 400 words create your ideal place.”

That put me in a nice place because the prompt could have been something like “Write a 150 word profile on somebody named ‘Margaret Mallory’” or write about “something wrapped” which would have called on more creativity than I wanted to own. I just wanted to kick the new year off in a nice tone.

So I began picturing my ideas of what might be an ideal place, wondering where it would be and how it might it look. My imagination sat me down in beautiful settings on tropical beaches. I visited exciting waterfalls and magical vacation getaways. Places where one could meditate in peace or play all the live long day. But it all seemed cliché.

Then I thought about it in another way, looking for something more representative of who I am and what I’m about as a human being and having spent so much of my lifetime trying to make learning fun in schools so students might enjoy the pursuit of knowledge, I envisioned an ideal place I call The Hip School (and broke it down in 400 words).

At The Hip School teachers pretty much bypass worrying about test scores and such and roll up their sleeves to keep up with mentees who’ve inherited a world of electronic accessories, iPhones  and iPods and iPads and a host of other iThis and iThat doodads like PCs and MP3s, not to mention CDs and DVDs.

These teachers are up to their knees helping students make sense of the sights and sounds that make their world go around – all the mysteries in their realities.

They do so by facilitating opportunities for children to: explore; sing and dance; sketch and draw what they see and feel inside; paint with the colors that stem from where their imaginations reside; sculpt shapes and write prose and poetry and plays that rise out of the drama in their lives.

Reading and writing and arithmetic and the sciences, et. al., find their way to the students’ minds in the excitement of it all, as their minds are primed artistically, creatively, open to learning and analyzing and coming to understand that their world needs intelligent human beings if it is to thrive – if it is to, indeed, survive.

It’s understood that in, say, music, just one of the arts, there’s so much math. It’s known that musical lyrics teach syllabification, phonics, vocabulary, imagery, history, myths, folktales, geography and culture.

At The Hip School, visual arts and theatre arts and dance arts are utilized to make history come to life and to introduce universal themes in safe student-centered environments wherein students, just from the culture of the school, learn: the value of hard work and being disciplined; how performing with others like in an orchestra, band, or choir, or in a drama, is all about working with others as a team with everyone striving for a common goal, learning to negotiate and empathize and sympathize.

At The Hip School cultural awareness is a natural byproduct of students being engaged in creative activities that allow them to clarify and discover the intricacies within their budding ideas and life philosophies – as human beings learn best when they have a sense of self and others.

At The Hip School students, simply, over time, because they’ve always felt free to rise and shine, discover who they are and what they have to offer their community and all of humankind.

At The Hip School such thinking is seen as fulfilling one’s destiny.

Wouldn’t it be cool and wouldn’t it be neat if The Hip School was just up the street?

With the challenges future generations will have to face we, as a society, should think seriously about making our schools ideal places.

Ernie McCray

Ernie McCray

I was raised in a loving and alive home, in a black neighborhood filled with colorful characters in Tucson, Arizona. Such an environment gave me a hint that life has to be grabbed by the tail as tight as a pimple on a mosquito's butt. With no BS and a whole lot of love. So, from those days to now I get up every morning set on making the world a better place. On my good foot*, and I hope my writing reflects that. *an old black expression

Comments

  3. I actually went to a hip school. Started there 70 years ago. My first music teacher introduced me to jazz which became a lifelong obsession. We’re still in touch. He’s 89 as of this week. Each class put on plays. We had assembly programs every week. At Christmas we all got treated to a free movie at the local theater. There was a marching band. At the Hip School the principle was my Dad, Clifton E Lawrence. There’s a school named after him.

  4. I Love it… I was raised in the adobe home my dad built… right up the street (tenth ave Tucson) from where Ernie grew up. My dad labored all day laying bricks and building houses for the ‘uppity’ folks of Tucson… but in the evening he unwound; not with a ‘stiff one’ from the bottle but, with his violin and guitar he built with his own hands.. I still have them although I cannot play them… to remind me of the musical home I grew up in….
    Dad tried to show me the ‘mathmatics’ of music which I never understood but I do remember the 3 – 4 – 5 right triangle as he was carpenter and everything he built was ‘square.’

    I guess my Dad was ‘Hip’ and I did not even know it…. dB

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