Relief Through Reading – Part II

For my first excursion after many years into what I thought would be recreational reading, I chose a book I saw on the New York Times Best Sellers List that sounded interesting. It was a novel by Emma Donoghue, entitled “Room.”

If recreational reading is reading for fun and enjoyment, it is hard for me to call “Room” recreational reading. However, I have to label it recreational reading in my taxonomy, because it definitely isn’t informational or work-related, at least at first glance. I will explain this a little later in this posting.

After getting started on the book, I found myself having a hard time putting it down. I found myself mimicking my wife, reading for hour after hour, trying to either get through the book or at least to a good stopping point. When I finished the book, I returned the favor to my wife by telling her, “You’ve really got to read this book. It will disturb you, but you will like it.”

Since we had gotten the book from our local library and there was a long list of people who had reserved it. My wife picked it up immediately and finished it before we had to return the book to the library. My wife admitted that it did disturb her, but that she liked it so much she recommended the book to her book club as a future choice for a book of the month.

The story line of the book revolves around a five-year-old boy named Jack who has lived his entire life in an 11×11 room with his mother. They are captives of a deranged individual who abducted Jack’s mother when she was a teenager and imprisoned her in this specially constructed room that had one door and only one window, a skylight. For more than eight years ‘Ol Nick’ would come in the room at least once a week to bring food and molest the frightened young woman who had no way of escape. Because of these sexual advances, two babies are born in the room. Only Jack survives and we pick up the story when he is five-years old with all the normal curiosity of a young boy, but no knowledge of the “outside world” other than what he can see through a skylight, a black and white TV with limited reception, and a few National Geographic books. ‘Ol Nick’ knows of his existence but Jack’s Ma shields Jack from ‘Ol Nick’ by making Jack hide in a wardrobe every time ‘Old Nick’ comes into the room. When Jack starts asking Ma about the outside world, Ma begins concocting a plan of escape.

As I continued to reflect on the book and its story, I began to discover applications of the story to higher education and to my life. I kept finding rooms that had been constructed to imprison people and keep them from fully developing and enjoying the outside world. Most of those rooms were not physical rooms, but they were prisons all the same. In the posting by Finding Strength to Stand Again, entitled, “Hitting my head on Glass Ceilings” : http://findingstrengthtostandagain.wordpress.com/2011/02/17/hitting-my-head-on-glass-ceilings/,

we see rooms that have been constructed to keep those people with challenges “where they belong.”  In her Glass Ceilings posting, the author talks about how she has been shut out of employment because she is different. She has a disability.

These rooms are difficult to see, hence the name “Glass Ceilings” They are metaphysical rooms, but they are just as real as the room ‘Ol Nick’ used to imprison Jack and his Ma. I know because I have experienced several of these rooms recently. The law says people who are aged challenged and physically challenged are members of protected classes in terms of employment. However, if I were to submit my resume for a job opening that I was perfectly qualified to fill five years ago, I wouldn’t even get an interview today. I know because three years ago I was looking for a new job as a chief academic officer at a college or university. Even though I had an outstanding resume from my 40 years of work in higher education, and was well-known in the Christian college and higher education assessment circles. I had a difficult time convincing some institutions to even give me an interview. I know that my age was a problem. When I finally did get two interviews, one of the first questions that I was asked at both institutions was, “How long are you planning to work?” I told people who I could not promise anything, but that I planned to work for another seven to ten years. At that time, I felt that was quite doable. I felt good and I had maintained a rigorous physical exercise routine for more than 50 years. One of the great advantages of working in higher education is the availability of a gym. Until my knees finally gave out and I couldn’t find a surgeon who would operate on them for a fourth time, I played an hour of competitive basketball five days each week. In life after basketball, to keep up my workouts, I switched to a recumbent stationary bike. In my first year on the bike at age 62, I racked up more than 10,000 miles pedaling more than 30 miles per day.

Paraphrasing the 1970’s hit of the Five Man Electric Band, “Rooms, rooms. Everywhere rooms; keeping me in my place; playing with my mind,” I can hear a new acquaintance that I have come into contact with through the web, say right now, “Be careful. You’re heading into dangerous territory. You are trying to stretch an analogy or metaphor too far.” ‘Ol Nick’ was imprisoning Ma for his own evil intents. People in higher education are not imprisoning people for evil intents. I concur with that. However, to the victims, the results are similar.

I believe that by playing off the metaphor of “room as a prison,” I am using what we know from learning theory. People learn more when faced with a compelling problem and can connect the new problem to something with which they are already familiar. I understand the concept of a room. The compelling problem is looking for a means of escape. It makes sense to me.

In Part III of Reading for Relief, I will explore the ideas of rooms and means of escape in relationship to higher education.