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My name is Sarah Kristiansen and I am a storyteller. When I used to think how I would sit with my sister on my mother’s lap, listening to her read, I always connected those memories with who I was as a reader. As I have gotten older, and the stories that she told moved from Dr. Seuss’ Are You My Mother gave way to The Lion, The Witch, and the Wardrobe, and To Kill a Mochingbird, I realized that it was not simply the reading and the books themselves that I was drawn to, but the stories themselves. My mom wasn’t the kind of mom who sat on the floor and played with my sister and me, she always made sure that we had cousins around for that, but she loved to read to us, and never missed an opportunity to do so. She had a brother, my Uncle Larry, who would visit with his boys–cousins who were more like brothers–and the two of them would sit and drink cocktails and tell stories. So many of my childhood memories are backed by the soundtrack of my mother telling stories. In my freshman year of high school, my father died. I was not quite fifteen, so I relied on the stories from my mom, and from his beloved sister, to help ensure that I didn’t forget him. It has been thirty-three years since he died, and my teenage children can tell you much about Grandpa Charlie, thanks to the telling and retelling of those stories.
Before I was a teacher, I was a photographer of weddings, families, and babies, and it was a job that I loved for a very long time. I approached phohtography as a storyteller as well, in the hopes that the images I was making would tell a story that would long outlive the moment itself. Even the photos that hang in my home all have stories that we know and love to retell. There is a particular photo from Christmas morning and Jane is bounding into the living room, Sam close on her heels, and we put it out on the mantle every December. Sam and Jane have long outgrown the Santa story, but that photo takes them back to those days of magic and myth, and they inevitably start telling stories about Christmas Eves past, gifts they loved, traditions they cherish, and family they miss. It is in these ways that stories are not only a kind of afterlife, but a time machine as well.
Stories led me to teaching, but not in the way I expected. When I stopped pursuing photography professionally at 40, I returned to school to become an English Teacher, and I approached that work with a list of books I could not wait to teach. My pedagogy centered on stories, but I was looking to the wrong ones. In my pre-service days, and certainly in that first year in a classroom, I still believed I was a teacher of English. It wasn’t until my second year that I recognized that I am a teacher of humans, and English content is my vehicle with which I can connect to my students. A veteran history teacher and mentor told me once after a humanities department meeting where a school leader talked about rigorous assessments that the real secret to teaching are the “three Rs,” but not reading, writing, and ‘rithmetic. He said that it goes relationships, relevance, and rigor, in that order. Like Sir Ken Robinson understood, education is not a mechanical system, it is a human system (Robinson, 2013). Without foundational relationships, without knowing and understanding who you are teaching, you can not expect to have success with either relevant or rigorous curriculum. In that first year, I spent countless hours trying to create relevant and rigorous units for my high school students, but I was missing the foundational relationships I needed.
I recognized the power of storytelling as a relationship builder the first time I led a Morning Meeting at school. Four days a week our school gathers together at the very start of the day to hear presentations, inspiration, celebrations, and announcements. In my first foray into this tradition, decided, naturally, to tell a story. Though I was a teacher at the school, I taught only half of the students, and the rest didn’t know me at all. I decided to tell a story about myself. About failure. About the Container Store.
When I decided that I was ready to not be a photographer anymore, I learned that a Container Store was going to open in my town. A Container Store! I love containers! I love putting stuff into other stuff! I applied, had an amazing interview, and felt certain that not only were they going to hire me, they would probably make me a manager. I believed that whole-heartedly until I got the email that said “thanks, but no thanks.” Ouch. That was a painful rejection. I felt awful, I mean, the Container Store doesn’t even want me. A few weeks later I was photographing the MassBay Community College commencement ceremony. Their speaker spoke of failure, of feeling low, and using that as a springboard to the next great thing. I was moved. I thought about that idea of failure as a springboard the whole drive home and the next morning I enrolled at CCRI, the first step toward my teaching degree. Now when I go into the Container Store–remember, I love putting stuff into other stuff, I am filled with gratitude for that failure.
My students love this story. I think they enjoy the relatable human-ness of feeling awful after a rejection, the fact that my path to teaching was long and winding, and to be frank, I am adept at telling a story; I am, after all, my mother’s daughter. They like to bring in little fun containers and tell me that they thought of me when they drove past the store. This past school year, a teacher gave me an empty box for my birthday with a note inside that said “Happy Birthday, SK! This is just a really great box!” It is not only a story that I tell, it is a glimpse into who I am and into what makes me, me.
The Greene School is unique in the way we are intentionally diverse, with students coming from almost every district in the state. A freshman class of fifty students might come from thirty-five different middle schools. Not only are they strangers to me at the start of the year, they are strangers to each other. I believe that students learn best when they have a sense of belonging in their classroom, and a connection to each other. I believe that this starts by being vulnerable and brave, and open to each other, addressing one of the fundamental driving questions that students have: Who am I? (Wesch, 2016). Grade 9 students begin our school year attempting to address that question by writing Where I’m From poems. Once their writing is complete, we share. I take a page from Linda Christensen and explain that yes, of course I want them to be excellent and proud sharers of their work, but more importantly, though, I want them to become amazing listeners. Year after year, students answer the question of who they are with beautiful, emotional, hilarious writing. They share hopes and fears, loyal pets and favorite meals, struggles with mental health, and why peanut butter sandwiches are the best. Sharing is not easy. Sharing details about your identity to a room full of strangers can seem infinitely worse. Sometimes students trip over their words, but like Sherry Turkle noted, “when we stumble, we reveal ourselves to each other,” (Turkle, 2021). These moments of vulnerability are often the best drivers of connection in our classroom. Before we ever move into our relevant and rigorous curriculum, we are building those most important relationships.
There is much to love about starting the year this way, but there’s a problem. Not every student wants to share, or feels bold or safe or brave enough to do so. The power of students sharing stories in their own voice is not universal in our space. For some students, their poems are read only by me, and perhaps a peer editor, but they remain un-voiced. I think the solution to this problem is a podcast.
Before the Pandemic, I would have considered myself a techno-traditionalist (Noon, 2000). Virtual learning meant I was using digital tools to accomplish classroom tasks that I would otherwise have done with paper and pencil. There were a couple of tools I loved using, but they were always one-offs, fun exercises that existed as an addition to the lesson and the learning itself. Last year, I started asking myself what the point was for the tech tools I was reaching for. Unless it was going to act as a tool that would not only complement the learning but drive it forward, or deeper, I would skip it. I didn’t always hit the mark, either. Last year I attempted a podcast as an assessment; I recognized the power of students using their collaborative voices to show their learning, but the software was clunky, it required students to be together and record in one take. It got messy and frustrating for some students. I put a note in my planner that said “research podcast apps” in the hopes I would find something that would help me accomplish what I was envisioning. Thanks to this class, and Brittany Ahnrud, I have found Soundtrap.
This fall, grade 9 students will write their Where I’m From poems and they will have the opportunity to practice being not only excellent sharers, but also amazing listeners. This year, however, using Soundtrap, all students will record their poem in their own voices. This tool will become another modality where students will practice not only being confident sharers, but amazing listeners. I hope that this will be the first of many times they tell their stories in their own voices. I hope that it makes them want to hear other people's stories as well. Stories are the connecting threads of community, a sense of belonging, and empathy. Once we have built a foundation of relationships through storytelling, we can move far beyond simply relevance and rigor to a learning revolution that will extend far beyond the walls of my classroom.
link to final narrative as google doc
References
Noon, S. (2000). Are You a Techno-Constructivist? Education World. https://www.educationworld.com/a_tech/tech/tech005.shtml
Robinson, K. (2013, May). How to escape education's death valley. YouTube. https://www.ted.com/talks/sir_ken_robinson_how_to_escape_education_s_death_valley?language=en
Turkle, S. (2021). Connected, but alone? YouTube. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t7Xr3AsBEK4&t=19s
Wesch, M. (2016, April 15). What Baby George Taught Me About Learning | Dr. Michael Wesch | TEDxMHK. YouTube. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SP7dbl0rJS0




