It can’t just be me…
Here I go again, on the same soap box, making noises about dreadful standards of English our education system is producing at the moment. It really is astonishingly bad. Here’s today’s worst:
“I am effective at delivering personalised learning as well as enhancing yps’ life skills & social development with a gentle; kind yet professional approach.”
This was the opening sentence in a registrant’s personal summary, the section of free-writing I ask for to give me a little more insight into someone than just the basic information such as contact details or what subjects they can teach to what level. This person managed to get GCSEs, A levels and a degree, and somehow all this without being taught that initials should be in upper case, the function of a semi-colon, or that an ampersand is not good grammar.
Am I the only one who’s noticed that our children have not been taught the basics of written communication?
This sounds depressingly familiar. I suspect that it all started when certain so-called ‘progressives’ dictated that the message the pupil wished to convey in writing was infinitely more important than the dreary technicalities involved in writing. The tragedy of the situation is that schools and colleges are infested with teachers whose grasp of grammar is so rudimentary that their charges are doomed to a life of linguistic poverty.
“doomed to a life of linguistic poverty.”
That is such a fabulous word picture. Sadly I see this on a consistent basis.
Poverty is not simply the lack of resources, but a lack of knowledge.