
I worked as a math tutor for a private institution last year during school. Although I mostly helped the older high school kids with their math, I got a chance to work with the younger kids on reading and writing. One day when I came in for work, I had a student (we'll call him "George") waiting on me at the desk where I tutored. He was a young guy by the looks at him, and after reading his file I found that he was in kindergarden. The tutoring session is prompted by notes left by the teacher the student had had the session before. I am to do what the paper says and add my own notes about how the child did and what I felt he/she could improve on.
Today I was working on shapes, colors, letters, numbers, and writing his name correctly with George. I am an Multi-Age Visual Arts, so when we got to bring out the crayons and we got to work with shapes- I was excited. George, on the other hand, wasn't so much. As I pulled out the crayons, his face lit up... but when I told him I was going to work on his shapes and colors, the light dimmed.
As I sat there asking George questions about "What color is this?" and "What shape is that?", I could tell by looking at him that this is not what he wanted to do when I pulled out the crayons. He wanted to use the crayons to create pictures, draw trucks and other boyish creations. I allowed him at the end of the session to draw one-eyed monsters, big-tired trucks, and other typical things a young fellar would draw. I broke down each of his drawings to ask him what color he was using and what shapes made up each of his creations. From then on, the light began to come back on and glow a bit brighter.
Most of today's world feel that the art and music programs in today's schools need to come to an end. I, for one, do not agree with this. I was a honor roll student as well as an athlete from the time I could become one till my senior year. I was active in school and although I was generally decent in art, I didn't take art till my sophomore year of high school. Sure, I had had it in middle school because it was a class everyone had to take, but in high school- we had more options as to what we wanted to do. I started taking art again my sophomore year in high school and from then on- I continued to take it. When I was stressed out in my other classes or upset about a certain score on the playing field- I noticed I tend to draw to relieve that emotion. The art program at my school taught me many things. Art became an emotional release, I was able to interact and move about more within an art classroom than I could in any other classroom. Art programs have more hands-on attempts which students only retain 5% of what they hear; when they're actually doing something, they remember it more.
So art was boosting my memory skills. Art has so much more to offer students then just making pretty things to hang up on the wall. Save the arts.