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Yo! Teach

By Dustin Rowles | Posted Under TV Reviews | Comments (15)



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Tony Danza has a new documentary-reality show on “A&E” called “Teach.” Danza apparently went to college to become a teacher back in the day, but was sidetracked by a career in boxing and, later, television. His television career having run its course, he’s now decided to try his hand at teaching 10th grade English at an “urban” high school in Philadelphia. The results for Danza are miserable; for the viewer, however, they’re eye-opening.

I know. You’re probably as skeptical of his motivations and of the authenticity of such a reality series as I was before watching the first episode. But after watching the first episode, I feel comfortable in concluding that it’s genuine for two reasons: 1) I’ve seen Tony Danza act, and he’s not capable of the kind of performance he puts on in “Teach.” He’s nervous; he sweats buckets, and he’s woefully insecure; and 2) so far, he’s an absolutely godawful teacher, the exact opposite of what he probably set out to be. If anything, “Teach” demonstrates how challenging it is to be a school teacher, and how a television personality can’t walk off the streets and pick up a piece of chalk and expect to be revered.

It’s a interesting documentary series, and surprisingly more engrossing than I’d imagine it would be. Danza, at least in his first week of school, is out of his depth. He’s lost; he’s ill-prepared; and like a lot of nervous people, he can’t seem to stop talking. That’s something of a theme in the opening episode: Danza talks about himself incessantly, but instead of celebrating his personality, the series illustrates how useless it is to him in a high-school setting. Most of the kids have no idea who he is, and even the parents of those students are less concerned with his “celebrity” than whether he’ll be a good teacher. He brags about the fact that his father was a garbage man in an effort to relate to the children, but all he does is demystify his already mystique-less celebrity. It’s cringe-worthy, and his antics in the classroom are tantamount to the “Yo Teach!” brand of rap instruction, a ploy he takes up in a later episode. His students are way ahead of him.

Danza is dressed down by the assistant principal within the first hour of class; he’s cautioned by the principal; he’s condescended to by the football coach — where Danza serves as a special assistant — and a 15-year-old student ends up correcting him on on a fundamental literature lesson, all in the first couple of days. For Danza, week one is a brutal lesson in humility. But he plods on, and his intentions feel earnest. He’s trying to reach the children, and the editors of the series are careful to offer the student’s their perspective: They’re skeptical themselves, and when Danza takes to talking about himself, they understandably check out. That, more than anything, normalizes Danza in this setting; he’s no more special than any of the other teachers, and his inability to gain his students’ respect may make him even less so.

I’m not sure what the point of “Teach” is supposed to be, or what Danza’s intentions were in taking on this project, except to gain some cultural relevancy late in his career. If the point is to illustrate the problems with inner-city education, “Teach” is a failure so far. The kids are savvy, bright, and a lot more aware of the world than I was at that age, which probably has a lot to do with being raised in a Philly urban center. However, if the point is to demonstrate how challenging it is to be a school teacher, Danza deftly demonstrates that in the reverse. If you want to reach your students, it’s about listening to them, instead of talking, a lesson that Danza is learning the hard way. Regardless of intentions, however, I’m on board with any series that earnestly attempts to examine the public-school system, even if they have to use Samantha Micelli’s Dad to focus our attention.









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Comments

Teachin' is hard, yo.

Posted by: Lindsey with an 'e' at October 4, 2010 4:22 PM

Danza teaches at a "magnet non-magnet" school. While Northeast High School is not literally a magnet school like, say, Central High School (their rival) or Masterman, its academics are almost on par, which should explain the competence of the students.

As an alum of the rival, I can't wait for the derisive-yet-creative cheers at the Thanksgiving game.

Posted by: Superweed at October 4, 2010 4:26 PM

How do I reach these keeds?

Posted by: Asvetic at October 4, 2010 4:28 PM

I just went on hulu to watch this. I couldn't get more than 2 minutes into it. Oof. It was too cringe-inducing.

Posted by: Kiddo at October 4, 2010 5:30 PM

I have such mixed feelings about this show, and you accurately described them, so thank you.

I'm even torn on whether or not to watch it. I fear it would feel too much like a busman's holiday and I usually watch escapist type stuff in the evening.

However, if this shows non-teachers out there just how incredibly hard it is, then HURRAH! The biggest realization new teachers make is this: as hard as they THOUGHT it might be, they end up wishing it were that EASY. It's light years harder than you ever think until you do it.

Nothing replaces actually doing it, but if this comes close, then yay. Keep it up.

I've long thought if they put a camera in the average classroom in an average school and just let it run, then showed it unedited, a lot of people would have their eyes opened.

Posted by: Snuggiepants at October 4, 2010 5:32 PM

"I've long thought if they put a camera in the average classroom in an average school and just let it run, then showed it unedited, a lot of people would have their eyes opened."

For all of the bone-headed places for a camera to be, the classroom is the first place where it should be. NO ONE knows the complex skill set required to be an effective teacher, and fuck you to people who care not to know and dismiss teaching as "easy". I can count the good teachers I've had on one hand and I don't have enough digits to count the shitty teachers I've had. If you're the dismissive type, just TRY to teach one class on any complicated topic. Your expertise may be intact, but then you have delivery, rapport, as well as a mess of other intangibles to wrestle with.

As far as "listening to the students": How does this make him an effective teacher? Listening to their preferences on pop culture? Open-ended discussion on the ultimate nature of things? I'm pretty sure you'll get some "very" profound answers from 10th graders. You can tear me down for this generalization, but kids in class (esp. 10th grade) need to stfu and realize they don't know anything (or at best their ideas are incomplete), which is why they aren't teaching the class. THEN we can talk about what they have to say about things.

We need to un-doormat the status teachers are given in this society. People pay lip service to "education" and its necessity, but when state budgets get put on the block, education and teachers' salaries are the first to go. This points toward national priorities: They are fucked.

Posted by: Recondite at October 4, 2010 5:51 PM

Recondite Word. Also: please let's get margarita machines in the teacher's lounge. It would help.

Posted by: Snuggiepants at October 4, 2010 6:26 PM

As far as "listening to the students": How does this make him an effective teacher?

I'm currently in a graduate-level course in teaching introductory college freshman writing, and apparently the dominant pedagogy is now that students teach each other, so that the teacher's views don't crush their wonderful specialness.

Yes I am paying $4000 this semester to learn how not to be a teacher, apparently.

Posted by: twig at October 4, 2010 6:40 PM

I heart you, Recondite. In all possible ways.

Snuggiepants and I would like to have the margarita machines in the teacher's lounge officially included in our IEPs.

I haven't been able to watch this out of pure resentment. Reality tv show or not, the fact that Tony Danza has a spot in a classroom, while my twelve years of experience, six different subject certifications, and I are barely surviving on unemployment payments is infuriating. Thanks, budget cuts!

Rant over.

Posted by: Jana Jerusalem at October 4, 2010 6:41 PM

When I found out it was on hulu, I gave it a whirl.

He says at one point, while crying (new teachers cry a lot, bitches, even guys) that he "hopes he hasn't bitten off more than he can chew."

If I were there, I'd have told him "you have. You most definitely have. But that's not necessarily a bad thing. You're going to give 100% every single day, this job will exhaust you to tears--just like this--almost every day, and you're going to learn more in nine months than you have in your entire life. And you might find out you really aren't that good at this. And you might find out you're good at it and could be great."

Then I'd go on to tell him about the days when you just need to leave the papers at school, go home and relax. The days when it's ok to just get to the final bell, get to Friday, get to Thanksgiving. I'd tell him to watch out for game-playing, backstabbing fellow teachers and administrators who sometimes don't give a shit about much else but test scores. The paperwork that's entirely too heavy of a load despite state laws against that. The overwhelming sense of feeling like you suddenly know NOTHING when you thought you knew plenty. And that one day will follow after the next, for good or for bad, but IF you make it to your second year, you will have DONE THIS BEFORE. And in teaching, that counts for a hell of a lot.

And it will all be ok. Kids have survived first year teachers.

Posted by: Snuggiepants at October 4, 2010 8:40 PM

The principal is just asking him why he wants to teach on the first morning of the school year? She didn't ask him that when she interviewed him?

Posted by: Snuggiepants at October 4, 2010 8:49 PM

My mom takes on a student teacher every few years, and they generally have the theoretics down, but there really is no true preparation for teaching. They get to take over her class a few weeks of the year, and that helps, but once you're teaching your own class, and you're responsible, the game changes. Snuggie is spot on, in that if you can make it through a year you'll basically be ok.

Posted by: e at October 5, 2010 12:57 AM

teaching is hard. it's not for pussies.

so I quit!

Posted by: general rhubarb at October 5, 2010 7:57 AM

It really takes about 3-5 years to feel VERY comfortable and even then you're always learning. The first year is survival, the second year is really getting the hang of classroom management and trying to recover from all the horrible mistakes you made the first year, third year you REALLY start grooving with your content and then the fourth and fifth year, it seems to all come together. IF you're any good at it, that is. Many, many teachers don't make it to the fourth and fifth year.

And yet, I once debated a woman who swore up and down, in all seriousness, that teaching was SUPER easy and "basically just gluing macaroni on paper plates." Yeah, because that's all there is to it.

Posted by: Snuggiepants at October 5, 2010 11:06 AM

Snuggiepants,
You hit the nail on the head!!! I'm a first year teacher. I feel like crying daily, but know that if I make through the first year things will get easier. I really love my students. I relay on this to keep me going on the tough days. Great series! I can relate totally!!!!

Posted by: 1st year Reality Check!!! at October 30, 2010 12:21 PM