I always enjoy reading good news about the IB and never more so than a recent headline in The Arizona Republic: Vault over the minimums and reach for the stars. Just a bit over the bar, but we should certainly keep it in mind until the time comes to revise our mission statement. Through challenging programmes of international education and rigorous assessment, the IBO encourages its students to vault over the minimums and reach for the stars. I like it.
On a slightly quieter note, but a particularly resonant note for me personally, was a comment made in a report by the UK Qualifications and Curriculum Authority in 2003:
The whole structure of the (IB Diploma) course - including the examination on the theory of knowledge - and to a great extent its assessment are traditionally rooted in a concept of the educated person with which Matthew Arnold would probably have felt comfortable.
And at this point I have to admit to total bias. For me, Matthew Arnold (1822-88) is a hero, indeed several heroes. First, he wrote one of the best poems in the English language in the nineteenth century, Dover Beach, which ends apocalyptically in words that might have been written yesterday:
Ah, love, let us be true
To one another! For the world, which seems
To lie before us like a land of dreams,
So various, so beautiful, so new,
Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light,
Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain;
And we are here as on a darkling plain
Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight,
Where ignorant armies clash by night.
Second, he had a daytime job as Her Majesty’s Inspector of schools and from 1851 to 1886 he visited schools across the United Kingdom listening to children regurgitate their rote-learning. Their teachers would be paid according to his assessment in a system known as ‘payment by results’ (today it is called performance-related pay). He hated it but his experience informed his brother-in-law, W.E. Forster, who introduced into Parliament the Education Act of 1870 making the first provision for state elementary schools.
Third, he was the loyal son of a famous but controversial father, Dr Thomas Arnold, the great Headmaster of Rugby School, and he wrote a moving (if at times verbose and pompous) poem in defence of his father’s reputation, entitled Rugby Chapel. I frequently use this poem in seminars about leadership:
And there are some, whom a thirst
Ardent, unquenchable, fires,
Not with the crowd to be spent,
Not without aim to go around
In an eddy of purposeless dust,
Effort unmeaning and vain.
Finally, Matthew Arnold produced one of the most intellectually influential essays ever written entitled Culture and Anarchy (1869) in which he seeks to describe the educated person. In it he coins the phrase sweetness and light, which for him is the essential character of human perfection. The essay raises the spectre of élitism (IB research notes, January/Feburary 2005) but a careful reading suggests the very opposite:
…culture works differently. It does not try to teach down to the level of the inferior classes; it does not seek to win them for this or that sect of its own, with ready-made judgements and watchwords. It seeks to do away with classes; to make the best that has been thought and known in the world current everywhere; to make all men live in an atmosphere of sweetness and light, where they may use ideas, as it uses them itself, freely – nourished, and not bound by them.
Matthew Arnold did not always get it right. As a young man in 1846 he was travelling in central France and got himself invited to midday breakfast with his heroine, the novelist George Sand, at her home in Nohant in the Berry. Chopin was there, a musical genius amongst literary mediocrity: would Arnold be able to tell the difference? Amongst those present, he wrote later, was Chopin with his wonderful eyes. Oh dear.
George Walker