Visiting Sudbury Valley School (Part 2)

One of the highlights of our visit was sitting in a couple of Judicial Committee (JC) meetings.

Now, one might think that a school like SVS would have little to no rules. After all, students can do anything they want, right? Wrong.

SVS has a rulebook with neatly numbered rules divided into topical subsections. There are rules protecting general welfare, rules governing use of the school’s facilities, rules concerning school management and even rules on the judicial system which detail what the JC can or cannot do.

Some examples of the rules are:

  • It is not permitted at school to shout, or display in a public place, obscenities, images, or language generally regarded by the outside community as inappropriate for a school environment.
  • Chewing gum cannot be sold at school.
  • No one may apply a personal scent product inside a school building.

While these may look like rules in any other school, the difference is that anyone may propose to amend, discard or add another rule, subject to discussion and votation. So these are not just rules handed down from on high but they are made in agreement. There is a sense of ownership and responsibility, and even pride, in keeping them.

The JC is a special committee that meets daily to discuss various cases of rule violations. It is composed of 5 students, a Judicial Clerk (serving as chairman of the meeting) and an adult staff. Everyone gets one vote. The staff has no special authority or function in the committee.

The JC studies each case and attempts to reconstruct the situation. They call in the accused and/or witnesses if necessary for them to write an accurate narrative. Then they discuss, debate, and decide which rule had been broken. They then asked the accused if he or she pleaded guilty or not guilty. If guilty (which happened most of the time), the JC would then decide on the sentence or punishment. Punishments would usually be in the form of a fine or restriction of certain rooms or facilities for a fixed time period. For example, if someone was guilty of being excessively noisy in a room where that wasn’t allowed, that person would be banned from that room for a week.

We watched in fascination how a bunch of teens and pre-teens took their jobs seriously, laboring over the wordings of the report to make sure it was a fair and accurate representation, and at one point, the JC Clerk even inhibited himself from the case because he was a witness and would therefore be biased.

The entire process was also open to anybody who wanted to come in and observe how the “justice system” works. People would walk in and out of the meetings, sometimes listening for a bit, then going out again. There was a boy whom we thought was just lounging around as he had his headphones on and was looking at his phone the entire time. We were surprised after the meeting when he took off his headphones and started talking, quite articulately, about the case, and how he had never seen that happen before.

The JC provided hands-on experience of what a democratic judicial system is all about, and is a hundred times more effective than any classroom lecture can be.

Originally published in Sunstar Davao.

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Visiting Sudbury Valley School (Part 1)

It was a cold day in Framingham, Massachusetts, when we went to visit Sudbury Valley School. I love cold weather, but that’s me coming from a tropical country. I had never experienced cold like this before. You could spend just a minute or two outdoors and then even if you went indoors, the cold stayed with you, and even seemed to radiate from inside you. I understood, for the first time, what it meant to be “chilled to the bone.”

The school was unlike any other I have seen — no rectangular classrooms with neat rows of desks, no science laboratories, no manicured signs pointing the way to the principal’s or registrar’s office. The main building is a large mansion built over a hundred years ago. Inside, you navigate your way through a maze of more than a dozen rooms of varying sizes. There are chairs or sofas and tables in all of them. There was no library but books were everywhere. Hundreds of them lined walls that had been converted to floor-to-ceiling bookshelves. You could literally be in any room (even the bathroom) and there would be a book within reach.

There were no teachers holding classes. In one room, we saw some young kids with party hats. They were busy decorating. “What’s this?” we asked when we peeped in. “Oh we’re having a new year’s eve party!” exclaimed one.

In almost any room, there are kids and teenagers of varying ages lounging, chatting, eating, playing games, or on the computer and other electronic devices.

We met the school’s various staff (there are no teachers, principal or vice principals here) — everyone is just staff. They do what is necessary to keep the school running and to support whatever it is that the kids need support with. There were those that had been there for just a few years like Charlotte and Lauren and Dionne. There were those that had been there for a long time like Scott and Mikel. And of course, Dan, Hanna and Mimsy, who started it all 50 years ago in 1968.

It was inspiring to see the pioneers still hard at work, still passionate about what they do. Age had not weathered their dedication. Talking to them was so refreshing and inspiring, so real, intimate and genuine.

Framingham may have been cold, but here we basked in genuine warmth that came from loving hearts.

Originally published in Sunstar Davao.

Email me at andy@freethinking.me. View previous articles at www.freethinking.me.