I am about to embark upon Pedagogy of the Oppressed. I’m feeling a little daunted. I mean, I’m a big old lesbian lefty with aspirations to be this totally awesome activist teacher, but Freire‘s vocabulary alone is enough to make me wince. What even is dialogical? Not to mention conscientização.
I went to a symposium recently, an unconference as they called it, run by the Popular Education Network Australia. It was titled Freire Reloaded, and it was so inspiring and amazing and everyone was quoting Freire and discussing ways to take what Freire was saying forty odd years ago and make it a little more applicable today… and I just felt like a little kid at their dad’s work. Or like a year seven student sitting in a year twelve class. I could understand the words but I felt like I was missing the vital core points.
Thus my latest trip to the university library yielded me an old, much loved copy of Pedagogy of the Oppressed, and I’m looking forward to diving in. In all my free time. When I’m not trying to write papers and work on projects.
I’ll keep you abreast of my progress.