The House of Quiet: An AutobiographyBenson, Arthur Christopher
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The House of Quiet: An Autobiography
Benson, Arthur Christopher
Country life -- England -- Fiction; English fiction -- 20th century; Invalids -- Fiction
An excellent theory, and I admit at once its value for minds of high and
firm intellectual calibre. But how does it actually work out for the
majority? In the first place, look at what the study of grammar amounts
to—it comes, as a matter of fact, when one remembers the grammar papers
which were set in examinations, to be little more than a knowledge of
arbitrary, odd and eccentric forms such as a boy seldom if ever meets in
the course of his reading. Imagine teaching English on the same theory,
and making boys learn that metals have no plural, or that certain fish
use the same form in the singular and in the plural—things of which one
acquires the knowledge insensibly, and which are absolutely immaterial.
Moreover, the quantity of grammatical forms in Latin and Greek are
infinitely increased by the immensely larger number of inflexions. Is
it useful that boys should have to commit to memory the dual forms in
Greek verbs—forms of a repulsive character in themselves, and seldom
encountered in books? The result of this method is that the weaker mind
is warped and strained. Some few memories of a peculiarly retentive type
may acquire these useless facts in a mechanical manner; but it is hardly
more valuable than if they were required to commit to memory long lists
of nonsense words. Yet in most cases they are doomed to be speedily and
completely forgotten—indeed, nothing can ever be really learnt unless a
logical connection can be established between the items.
[Sidenote: MASTERY AND SPIRIT]
Then after the dark apprenticeship of grammar comes the next stage—the
appreciation of literature; but I diffidently believe here that not ten
per cent of the boys who are introduced to the classics have ever the
slightest idea that they are in the presence of literature at all. They
never approach the point which is essential to a love of literature—the
instinctive perception of the intrinsic beauty of majestic and noble
words, and still less the splendid associations which grow to be
inseparably connected with words, in a language which one really knows
and admires.
[Sidenote: METHOD AND SPIRIT]
My own belief is that both the method of instruction and the spirit of
that instruction are at fault. Like the Presbyterian Liturgy, the system
depends far too much on the individuality of the teacher, and throws too
great a strain upon his mood. A vigorous, brilliant, lively, humorous,
rhetorical man can break through the shackles of construing and parsing,
and give the boys the feeling of having been in contact with a larger
mind; but in the hands of a dull and uninspiring teacher the system is
simply famishing from its portentous aridity. The result, at all events,
is that the majority of the boys at our schools never get the idea that
they are in the presence of literature at all. They are kept kicking
their heels in the dark and cold antechamber of parsing and grammar, and
never get a glimpse of the bright gardens within.
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