Ways of Knowing

This afternoon, I was texting back and forth with Chris Cluff about Robin Wall Kimmerer and the podcast she did with Krista Tippet. I said that we, as a culture, really need to consider Indigenous knowledge, other ways of knowing and that I deeply value the concept of reciprocity as outlined by Dr. Kimmerer. He asked me what I meant about “other ways of knowing”.

I had to step back from the conversation and told him that I would figure out what I meant and get back to him. In this reflection, I realized that this personal interrogation had actually begun earlier in the day. In another threaded discussion on Twitter, just a few hours earlier, with a former student of my high school, I responded to her post connecting to the feelings of a young boy in front of a computer crying. This image, captured by the parent was shared with the teacher to let her know about his online learning experience. His teacher needed to know. Image

This former student replied in the thread sharing the difficulty of remote learning because teaching and learning were happening in the same space – her home. I found that to be interesting because teaching and learning for me are always in the same spaces of my life.

I replied,

For me, the loss was presence. 

Once the physical connections of student presence were severed in favour of digital ones, the learning that I gained by simply existing in the same space, breathing the same air, moving about amidst the myriad of nonverbal cues which we consume each day, vanished. The messages found in presence fell away and I was starved of vital physical and emotional information about my students. As teachers, we become accustomed to reading the body, the eyes, the facial expressions, the kinetic energy and we are negotiating a connection, an understanding in each moment; we are trying to know our students.

And, when you get to know someone really well, you just know without words. Ironically, in the documentary about the making of the movie, The Matrix, Keanu Reeves is asking the Wachowski brothers how Trinity knows that Neo loves her and they keep repeating, “He knows!” with greater and greater emphasis and a deeper bend in the knees with each repetition. Sometimes, my youngest son will, without prompting, be in a room with me and say, “What’s wrong?” He knows in a way that cannot be quantified or proven and didn’t need explicit evidence for him to discern it.

I got back to Chris and said,

I think about it in terms of culturally relevant pedagogy.

I knew this was an easy way out of a complex question. And here I am, hours later still musing on ways of knowing.

5 thoughts on “Ways of Knowing

  1. I too miss the physicality of it all. I’ve gotten used to Zooming, to the point I don’t really notice the screen anymore — just the people on it. But you’re right — it’s flat, compared to all of the other cues we subconsciously take in.

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  2. Like your son, I sometimes “just” know that a person is feeling a certain way or needs my support. I “just” know who in the room needs me to walk up and ask how things are going. I missed that when we were out of schools in the spring. I’m looking forward to that feeling again. I am planning to spend my entire first week trying to fast-track our class to that point where I can say that I “just” know what we need to do. I’m worried we’ll be pushed back online before I know how to do that with my new people. Which is not to say it will be too late, but it will be trickier.

    When you say “other ways of knowing” do you mean how it feels to know something, or what it means to show what is known?

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  3. How did I miss this post when it came out? Even now, more than a month into the school year, the questions and the thinking resonates with me. So many ways of knowing – so many things to value – so many places to place our attention – or not. Even now, even in the school, I miss physical presence, the ways in which students and teachers interacted when their motions were more free. Ah… and so I suppose I must find new ways of knowing – but, oh, how I miss the old ones.

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