The Positive Side of Conflict
By Cindy
Reitzi
December 2003
One summer when I was teaching language arts for a
science program, I searched for a first-day ice-breaker. Stuck, I dreamed
up one of those metaphorical clichés: if you were _____ what
would you be? I settled on ice cream. So, I asked my students to draw
themselves as ice cream, as in, if you were a flavor or flavors of ice
cream what would you be? On the surface, it was benign enough, but what
this exercise really revealed was diverse learning styles and opposing
world views on product and process.
I laid out the markers and let them go at it.
One young man took out his pencil and approached the
task delicately. As though creating a future Rembrandt, he lightly sketched
the ice cream into a beveled banana split dish, then carefully blotted
any smudges with a gum eraser. He lovingly shaded in the drawing, clearly
savoring the process as though it were real ice cream.
Another student had a completely different approach:
no pencil, full-frontal marker assault. He unsheathed his Sharpie like
a weapon and slashed at the paper like Zorro on a good day. Within five
minutes he was done with his fast-food metaphor. Voila! The product.
In the meantime, my perfectionist was still conceptualizing in pencil,
luxuriating with his thoughts like sipping a fine wine. Only after meticulous
preliminaries did he even uncap a marker to color in his drawing.
As luck would have it, this summer program was organized
around cooperative learning, and these alter-egos were in the same group.
Initially, I thought they’d kill each other.
“Rembrandt’s” jaw tightened with
the other’s McDonald’s, slam-it-on-the-plate approach to
scientific method. “Zorro” huffed impatiently with his opposite’s
French five-course-meal plodding perfectionism. The perfectionist’s
let’s-do-it-right-or-not-do-it-at-all clashed with the doer’s
let’s-get-this-show-on-the-road-I-don’t-want-to-be-here-all-day
world view. The conflict was as raw and palpable as a steaming carcass;
the combatants, two salivating scavengers circling the same prey, ready
to engage muzzle to muzzle. (And, not so ironically, both belonged to
the “Animal Behavior” research group).
Just as the staff was laying Vegas odds on an alpha
male chest-ramming contest and despairing whether “Animal Behavior”
would get anything done, a funny thing happened on the way to the zoo.
Left to their own devices and without adult interference, the kids figured
it out. A seismic shift from seething conflict to diverse strengths
occurred.
“Zorro” became the lead task-master of
the group, keeping members productive and on track. “Rembrandt”
brought up the rear detail work by crossing the i’s, dotting the
t’s and ensuring intellectual accuracy. As it turned out, not
only did “Animal Behavior” become an extremely productive
group, but it wrote and presented the best paper.
Part of the requirement of the program was for students
to conduct their own research and then write a scientific research paper
with distinct sections like an abstract, introduction, methods, results,
and discussion. Part of the introduction included a literature review
of past research connected to their subject. Pulling together sources
and then writing them up in a flowing, intelligible manner is a difficult
skill to get right, let alone in six weeks.
“Animal Behavior” incorporated more varied
sources in a skillful way than any other group. With pride, we dubbed
them “street kids make good.”
Unlike other groups, “Animal Behavior’s”
conflicts were out in the open and eventually faced off at high noon.
In the meantime, the initial “golden group” – smug,
sophisticated intellectuals, who prided themselves as savvy in complex
math and science projects – nosedived on repressed, behind-the-back
internal conflicts that were never resolved. This cocky group slapped
together a substandard paper with virtually no literature review and
hustled to get it cobbled together in time.
The “Animal Behavior” group taught me
a valuable lesson about conflict.
Among the vagaries of human nature and behavior, most
of us abhor conflict. We avoid confrontation in favor of agreement and
harmony. We just want to teach.
But sometimes we must have confrontation so that,
on the other side of conflict, we can teach, and learn from our disagreements.
In the end, there’s something to be said about
butting horns to clear the air. Better for clashes to bubble to the
surface where they can be seen and dealt with. It’s the underground
rumblings that rot from within.
Posted November 24, 2003