This best-laid plan of Mister Gove… awry!

09 +00002014-05-29T18:18:22+00:0031 2012 § 8 Comments

Of Mice and Men


I have been following with interest and more than a degree of indignation Michael Gove’s latest attack on teachers.  This time it has been directed at their choice of the fiction to be studied by GCSE English Literature students.  Mr Gove seems to be determined to outstrip UKIP by including non-British (albeit anglophone) novels as part of the current general political witch-hunt to root out anything or anyone that does not originate in these islands and to take one of his regular side-swipes at the teaching profession in the process.

Everyone is entitled to his or her opinion about Of Mice and Men, of course.  But I would question whether Mr Gove has a right to thrust his own idiosyncratic dislikes and preferences on to those whose daily occupation it is to teach or to set examination syllabi.  It seems to me that he should respect the judgment of the teaching profession, which has a collective understanding not only of the needs and capabilities of students in modern, multi-cultural schools, but also a profound appreciation of what makes those students ‘tick’.  It is all too common for people to think that they are experts in teaching, just because they have themselves been to school, though I’ve always been surprised by the arrogance of this assumption.  It’s easy to look back on one’s own school-days with (possibly spurious) rose-tinted spectacles, as Mr Gove apparently frequently does, but this hindsight is about as relevant to what is going on now as asserting that a woman’s place is in the home or that shops should not open on Sundays.

As it happens, something good has come from Mr Gove’s latest outrage, in my own household, at least: until this week, I was not familiar with Of Mice and Men, though we have a copy of it in the house;  I have read other novels by Steinbeck, including The Grapes of Wrath and Cannery Row, but somehow Of Mice and Men had passed me by.  I mentioned this to my husband, who offered to read it aloud to me in the evenings.   He completed it in three sessions.

My husband is an inspired reader-aloud as well as being a very fine teacher.  I realise that it’s in no small measure owing to this that he held me spellbound throughout, but I was also entranced because of the quality of the book itself.  As readers of this blog may have deduced, I have several English degrees and, even more to the point, am a lifelong avid reader (though I don’t think this has made me blasé in any way – I’m always looking forward to the next book), but I still found this novel exceptional.  I know that it will stay with me.  It is deceptively simple (not clunky or clumsy, as Mr Gove avers).  It belongs to the ancient tradition of the fable.  Because I had the privilege of listening to it, the characters appeared to me in more heightened relief than if I had been reading it myself.  I saw them as clearly delineated as if they had been woodcuts in an early printed book.

Like all classic fables, Of Mice and Men explores fundamental issues of right and wrong, masculine and feminine (in the widest sense – for example, some of the ‘archetypal’ feminine characteristics are displayed by George, one of the two protagonists) and the nature of the damage that humans inflict on each other – through mental and physical oppression or unthinking prejudice.  That Curley’s wife has no name is intentional.  Characterised as a ‘tart’ by the bunk-house ‘swamper’ Candy and even by the normally perceptive George, she is in fact as lost and lonely as the drifting ranch-workers, the disabled Candy and the despised ‘nigger’ Crooks, who is not allowed in the bunk-house.  The troubled existence of the mentally-retarded Lennie, a man cast loose upon an uncaring world with no-one to protect him except George once his tough but sympathetic Aunt Clara has died, points up the flaws of a society in which people lead such a brutalised, hand-to-mouth existence that there is little room for true humanity.  Only a few exceptional individuals, such as George and the hieratic and god-like Slim, are able to show compassion.  Yet it is also a funny novel, even if in a bittersweet way.  Steinbeck achieves this in part through George’s oft-quoted vision of the ‘little place’ (‘An’ rabbits, George!’) that he and Lennie are going to buy  – which turns out to be every casual ranch-worker’s shared dream – and in part through the everyday ironies and minor triumphs and disappointments that make up the lives of these untutored folk.  The character of Aunt Clara is a touch of genius: although she never appears ‘on stage’, she acts as a forceful presence throughout, chiding, chivvying and cherishing Lennie to the end.

After my husband had finished reading this novel to me, we had an impassioned conversation about the purpose of teaching literature and what this means in a comprehensive school where the students’ abilities range from very gifted to what can be expected from those who come from deprived homes where reading is not encouraged at all.  He said that part of the magic of Of Mice and Men is that the book appeals to students across the whole ability spectrum.  The brightest ones can pick up all the nuances and ironies in which the book abounds – almost every word has significance in this, one of the most sparingly written works I’ve ever come across – and even those who struggle with basic literacy can derive a real sense of achievement from empathising with its characters.  This is why teachers choose it: not because it represents a ‘soft’ option, but because, at different levels, it holds magic for everyone.

Its magic certainly worked on me.  I feel the richer for those three evenings during which my husband read it to me (He ‘does’ American superbly, by the way!).  I hope that this will be the start of a new tradition in our household, in which we read to each other on a daily basis.  But more than anything, I hope that our teachers of English, embattled and increasingly circumscribed by rules and random strictures as they are, will somehow be able to discover another novel that holds such universal appeal now that Of Mice and Men will be no longer available to them.  My message to Mr Gove is to make no mistake: this will not be as easy as it sounds.  Today’s students do not want to share in his childhood nostalgia.  They have lives of their own to lead and sensibilities that can certainly be touched by literature, but not necessarily through the books which he endorses.  He doesn’t understand how young people now can be intellectually stimulated: why would he?  But he doesn’t need to: this country has an admirable army of more than 600,000 teachers, all of whom know better than he.  Listen to them, Mr Gove.  Just listen.  And perhaps ask someone to read to you Of Mice and Men aloud.

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§ 8 Responses to This best-laid plan of Mister Gove… awry!

  • jomcarroll says:

    I love Of Mice and Men – but what is so ridiculous is less Gove’s antipathy for this book in particular, but anything written by anyone who isn’t British! It’s utterly bonkers – school is the place were a love of reading can be grounded, so surely what is vital is for young people to read work that they will enjoy. There are great British writers, and great American writers, and Russian writers, and Australian writers, and South American writers … and Adichie, who is in a class of wonderfulness all of her own!

    I wonder how Gove would respond if American students were not allowed to study Shakespeare …

  • lynnstime says:

    From what I’ve read in the papers today, Gove has denied he has influenced the examining boards in any way, but I am dismayed that Steinbeck, and other ‘foreign’ writers have been ‘dropped’. I read most of Steinbeck’s work in my early twenties, including Of Mice and Men. I never had the opportunity to go to University, married young and had children soon after, but I ‘educated’ myself and read voraciously. I loved the American and other ‘foreign’ authors, like Steinbeck, Hemingway, F Scott Fitzgerald, Faulkner, Saroyan, Satre, Duras and Nabakov. I could go on and include many other fine writers from around the world, some of whom have won Nobel prizes. And yes, I did Jane Austen (not a fan!) and Shakespeare at school, but I am so pleased I was introduced to all those other ‘foreign’ writers! I was like a sponge and I can still remember the excitement when my husband brought home another pile of books from the library for me to read. Shocking development.

    • I’m not surprised to hear about the denial. There has been a flood of criticism of him, with some very hard-hitting letters from school pupils to The Times. I think he may realise, too late, that he has made a mistake. I doubt that he will admit it, however. I doubt, too, that he will unpick the damage so far done.
      Good for you in your reading! Personally, my own choices have been much more influential on my tastes than any taught course. Thanks, Lynn!

  • lifebeyonds says:

    I totally agree. The real problem is engaging students with literature, capturing their imaginations, which is a lot easier to do if the writer doesn’t sound like they’re from another planet. Unfortunately for Gove, he doesn’t seem to realise that there are 20th century American writers who can do it better than some 17th century Brits!

    • Thank you for commenting and welcome here. ‘Of Mice and Men’ is a book which ticks all the boxes for use in school – it can be read and embraced by children across the ability spectrum; it challenges and stimulates and guarantees reader empathy; it has themes and ideas with astonishing contemporary relevance; it works for teachers and, for the exam boards, offers a wide range of possible topics for questions. More importantly, it transcends examinations and their artificiality and gives pupils something durable and worthwhile to treasure for ever, and is more likely to make them want to read more literature than texts that they see merely as a GCSE hoop to jump through.

  • vallypee says:

    Christina, I am sorry for being late here. Life is a trifle fraught at the moment, but I am joining the others in the dismay I feel at such great authors of the 20th century being denied to school children. Are they also going to cast out the still more modern literature greats that have come from India and Australia – simply because they are not British?

    I love Steinbeck’s novels. They have a crystal lyricism, a humour and a humanity that I have found totally absorbing since I was at university. Of Mice and Men and Tortilla Flats are just delights of characterisation, and the Grapes of Wrath remains one of my all time top novels. What poverty for children not to be introduced to them. Unbelievably short sighted.

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